Chapter 8 (1/2)

Chapter 8 : The Villainess Needs A Tyrant

Translated by Tam

Edited by Genie

Ethelred leaned against the sofa and placed his right ankle on his left thigh. He put his forearm on the armrest as he relaxed, and lifted his eyebrows slowly as he did.

“You’re mostly right. I don’t intend to torture you yet even if you’re not so cautious. It’s another matter of whether your information will be useful.”

Why do you think I would have emptied Calende Palace? He laughed, narrowing his eyes like a wicked bad boy.

“I thought about killing you, but I changed my mind when I listened to you.”

“Do you believe I’m not a spy?”

“I think I’ll put it aside for now.”

Maribelle noticed that there was no answer to her question at all. So he doesn’t believe that she’s not a spy yet.

‘I can’t help it if he doesn’t believe me.’

It’s like this right now.

“Then have you decided what to use me for?” Maribelle said like a sigh.

“Let’s think about it from now on.”

“….What?”

Ethelred raised his eyebrows as if wondering what was wrong.

“I will decide your utility. I’ll keep you in my hands until I’ve decided.”

He was speaking as if he were taking her for granted, and in reality what he said was:

“Whether you’re really a spy or not. You’re not going to hand over the information easily. I’ll think about how to use you until then.”

Maribelle nodded her head. As he said, the information cannot be used immediately. When the time is right, she better say it then.

‘When he seeks his revenge, we’ll talk about it then.’

Purging the Lorenz family would not be too difficult for Ethelred’s power. Only then did Meribelle smile satisfactorily.

“Then, I’ll use Your Majesty too.”

“You have no fear.”

“Take it easy. People who want something don’t usually betray. I need Your Majesty’s help.”

“Ha.”

Ethelred laughed.

“I’m so embarrassed. I never thought I’d be kissed in the middle of a party, but now you’re open about it.” His smile sharpened as he spoke.

But Maribelle received his words without agitation. Rather than reacting to it, she subtly changed the subject.

“I had to then.” She replied.

“Because of your sister? You said she liked me.”

Ethelred was good at telling embarrassing stories. As expected, he seems to belong to a group that falls into the abnormal category. Meribelle seriously concluded.

But what does it matter?

She nodded her head lightly.

“That’s too bad. I could have brought you to the bedroom and everything.”

“The kiss was enough.” Maribelle exclaimed.

Arinel burst into tears in public, that was enough insult and ridicule. Above all, Maribelle could act calmly until the open kiss, but she had no ideas of revealing her bedroom to him.

But Ethelred’s thoughts were different.

“Because I feel so sorry.” He smiled kindly as he spoke.

‘You’re a gentleman at times like this.’

Meribelle thought calmly, looking at a smile that seemed to easily attract people.

He was very gentlemanly in this conversation. It was right to call him aristocratic. The restrained way of speaking, behavior, and even a neat smile that matches nobility. Who would think of him as a tyrant?

But he was definitely the one who said he would cut my right arm and neck off because of one failure.

‘I’m confused.’

Meribelle thought about it for a while, and decided to change the subject. In this case, it’s better to turn his thoughts around.

“So, has my utility been decided now?”

“Well, tell me what you’re good at.”

Are you sure you were thinking about my usefulness? Meribelle slowly opened her mouth, not betraying her soaring doubts.

“I learned flower arrangement and embroidery through culture. I know how to protect myself, and I think I learned the piano or violin.”

“What do you mean you ‘think’ you have learned it?”

Oops. Meribel realized that she was casually answering for her both lives.

“I learned it when I was young. I can’t remember.”

“Really? Any more skills?”

Meribel glanced at her folded hand as if she was counting the numbers.

“I…don’t think there’s more. It depends on the chores.”

“It’s a good idea to put kissing on your list. You were good, have you ever done it before?”

She didn’t expect that kind of compliment. Maribelle blinked. Of course she has never kissed before. But it felt familiar to her.