Chapter 63 (1/2)
Translator: Wawaa
Editor: WilsonWilson
So as not to make the Prince offended or feel wary, Lara could just avoid him by naturally moving her body. Just changing the direction and asking him to go back, or lowering down her eyes while slightly smiling could have disturbed the tension he had created.
But Lara did not do that again this time. She frowned openly, took a big step back, and moved out of the territory he had created. The Prince observed her persistently.
“It’s weird.”
“What do you mean?”
“Even if my mother passes on her assets to me, I have no intention to share it with others. But why are there so many people who are greedy over it?”
“Really?”
“Your Highness, please let them know. The daughter of Isadora has no intention of sharing her assets with her future husband. I’m sure you already know what my father did with the money he got from my mother. No matter how foolish I am, would I make the same mistake?”
Prince Sidhar could not figure out whether everything Lara had said was sincere. He did not even know how far she knew. He was just constantly doubting and testing—whether Isadora was supporting Sonnet or not, whether the reason she sent her daughter was to make the relationship with the Princess favorable or not, and whether the King was behind them or not.
“I want to be your friend, Lara.”
After thinking, Prince Sidhar had a friendly smile again. Then, he reached out one hand and asked Lara for a handshake.
“Loosen up your guard. I may be a royal, but I’m not authoritative, you know.”
Lara glanced at his hand.
She knew. He was not exactly an authoritative royal. When he pretended to be authoritative, it was when his hidden evil nature got caught.
“I don’t believe the rumors about you, Lara. It’s a bad habit to judge someone by what others say about them. I think you’re a confident and wise woman.”
“Prince.”
“Dear beautiful and charming Lara, it’s about time you accept my goodwill. I’m about to get used to being rejected.”
That’s too sad. The Prince muttered and let out his signature sweet smile.
“My apologies.”
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Lara did not smile. She did not even hold his hand.
It did not matter if Prince Sidhar regarded her as his enemy with this matter. The Prince whispered words of compliment in a gentle voice to seduce and soothe her. As soon as she heard his voice, Lara wanted to laugh out loud. She did not undergo that terrible pain and return to her past just to hold his hand. She could do anything to bring him down. But not just one thing.
“Put away your hand.”
She would never reach for the Prince again, even with lies.
“What?”
His mask, which had been steady throughout the banquet, was broken for the first time.
“I don’t hold hands with just any man.”
“What did you just say?”
“Especially, the hand of a man who approaches me for my mother’s money. I definitely don’t want to touch it.”
She could hear Prince Sidhar’s pride crumpled. His sturdy mask has gotten a fine crack on it.
“The Princess must be waiting for me. Let’s head back now.”
As he looked at Lara who turned away from him, he clenched his hand that he had held out. This time, it took quite a long time to fix his distorted face.
Don’t beg for me. That was what Lara meant.
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“Sidhar went back with such a frightful face…”
Sonnet was anxious and slurred the end of her sentence.
“Did you see him?”
“I could tell even from a distance. He always looks warm-hearted, but he sometimes has a really scary face.”
Princess Sonnet sent everyone out as soon as Lara entered her room. When the ladies-in-waiting looked at her anxiously, she told them to leave the door open and told the knight to guard the hallway.”
“Lara, be careful of Sidhar.”
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“Don’t worry.”
“He’s scary. He doesn’t look like that on the outside but…”