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Father, I Don’T Want To Get Married! - Chapter 67
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“You, you, ··!” I recalled her true identity in her habit of pointing a finger at me.
‘Oh, you’ve seen her in the temple.’
For a moment she thought so, but her sleeve was wet, as if there were no handkerchiefs again.
“This.” When she handed over her handkerchief, she distorted her face and raised her voice.
“Get away from me, I don’t need you!” At that time, I heard popular people nearby.
“Who is fighting?”
“Is that over there?” When I heard the voice, I sighed.
‘Oh, I don’t want to stand out, but I have to go to the break room.’
“Hey, I’m the only…” After making that quick judgment, I tried to go somewhere else. At that time, the wrist was caught.
“Follow me.” I thought I’d refuse, but I couldn’t be cold-hearted to a person who was crying bitterly until just now.
‘Yes, a little while will do. You have to give up the palace and avoid the crown prince anyway.’
I followed someone who I didn’t even know her name.
* * *
I said I would take it easy, but I think I left the banquet hall as soon as possible because I was worried. Max searched the garden quickly for Juvelian.
‘Where have you been?’
I thought you’d be in the garden by now, but I didn’t feel any sign of Juvelian.
‘Have you already gone to the lounge?’
Max rushed to the lounge.
One, two, three,… Max passed by the cauldron of common room and opened the door of the lounge that informed her. Soon, Max’s urn, hidden in the mask, was violently distorted.
‘No?’
Max opened all the restrooms. But there was no Juvelian in sight anywhere. I felt increasingly anxious and sickened.
“What, you, Your Highness? What’s going on?” The soldier who was resting in the break room was embarrassed to talk to him, so Max looked around and asked.
“Have you ever seen a woman here?”
“I don’t know anythung.” Frighteningly to say that, Max left the annex building with a lounge.
‘Where are you?’
The palace, where the banquet is held, is more concerned about security than usual. However, even that felt uneasy because there was no Jubelian in front of him.
‘Where are you?’
Activated the inner mana and quickly searched the neighborhood. But her brilliant silver hair was not seen, and her signature light walk was nowhere to be felt.
‘Jubelian!’
I thought it was a waste of time, so I quickly climbed to the top of the building to look at the view of the palace. I looked down from a tall building and looked at people as small as my baby nails, but I couldn’t see Jubelian anywhere. Max clenched his fist unknowingly. It was annoying, even the needlessly wide imperial palace, the pathetic sight of playing calmly even though she disappeared. I was annoyed and wanted to get rid of everything.
‘Will I go back to the banquet hall, get rid of the emperor and have the knights find her?’
It was when Max was overwhelmed by a violent impulse.
“The ugly guy.” I heard a cold voice from behind my back like an ice cube. Max turned his head with a cheerful glance that had lived.
“You······!” At that time, he heard the chilling voice of the Duke Floyen, his teacher.
“It’s funny that I said I would protect my daughter with such a mental mind.”
* * *
Following her was a dark room in the detached house, which was remote from the palace. The gloomy atmosphere seems to be like a ghost. On the day of the banquet, the Imperial Palace allowed access to most places, but there were also prohibited areas such as the royal bedroom and treasure trove. And such a place is usually heavily guarded. I wondered if I could enter this place because there was no security, but the atmosphere was so gloomy that I couldn’t even think of it.
”Hey, is it okay to come in here?” She replied, frowning at my question.
“Of course,” I sighed at the imposing reply.
‘I don’t feel very good.’
I was thinking about going out. She stared at me, naturally sitting on the shabby, long bed in the corner of the room.
“What are you doing, not sitting?” I had no choice but to go and sit beside her, and she glared at me. Soon a cold voice came from the red lips. “If you go somewhere and tell me I cried, I won’t let you go. All right?” I questioned, embarrassed by an unexpected threat.
”Who are you?” She replied, proudly staring at me.
“You don’t know anything.” Does she know who I am and she talks to me like this? I breathed a sigh at the imposing service.
‘I think he’s my age, but he can’t be ignorant of manners, can he?’
Well, not all aristocrats are perfect because people live here. Not only screwed up like me, but also mentally and physically ill, and those who were unable to enter due to remarriage, were treated as corrupt and unable to enter society. Today’s banquet, however, is mandatory for the immediate family of a nobleman who is over 15 years old. Also, if he is absent, he will be fined a huge amount and will be punished by the Crown Prince, so any nobleman who can move would have attended the banquet.
‘It seems that I cried a while ago, too, but I don’t have a good position at home.’
After I finished my judgment, I smiled and told her.
”Yes, I won’t tell you anywhere,” she looked at me with a frown at my words and opened her mouth.
“You, what’s your name?” I could just let you know, but then she committed a mutiny to the princess. That’s why I answered her all mouth.
“Give me your name and I’ll let you know.” Then she closed her mouth. Go, stare at me and open your mouth.
“Okay, I remembered your face.” Oh, you’d be crazy if you ran into me at the banquet hall. For a moment, I felt that it was freezing cold.
‘Why is it so cold? This room is weird.’
Me, who didn’t want to be in it anymore, opened my mouth.
“If you don’t have anything to say, I’ll get going. Don’t worry, I’ll never talk about you.” When she was trying to get up, she grabbed my hand in a hurry.
“Who, who said we’re done talking?” I couldn’t help but laugh because it was cute how she looked.
***
“So what do you want to say?” Beatrice stared at her at the silver-haired girl. Beautiful eyes like violets scattered over the blue lake, strangely enough, to see hee, seemed to me to calm down.
‘Yes, I warned her, and she doesn’t seem to be light-mouthed, so it would be nice to talk about it.’
Beatrice opened her mouth with an easy mind that she would never do normally.
“I tried my best to get into the eyes of my father today, but the results were not good. Everyone laughed at me, and my own mother rebuked me, and it made me cry inside.” Something soared.
In time, the scene in front of my eyes spread like a watercolor. A cold father, a mother who puts pressure on you to try harder. Because he wanted to be loved by them, Beatrice tried not to make any mistakes. But,·····.
“I don’t know what I should do better here. No matter how hard I try, I can’t be recognized.” The resentment I had suppressed has soared. Although she vowed not to show any more weakness, hee emotions were so strong that Beatrice was forced to shed tears and cry.
‘Maybe you’ll laugh at me for being pathetic?’
That’s how Beatrice was about to stare at the silver-haired girl. Warm body temperatures wrapped around her shoulders, something she didn’t expect either.
“You’ve been having a hard time, haven’t you?” The gentle voice in your ear was so warm that it had seeped inside her chest. Yeah, I wanted to hear that from someone. The effort without compensation was so exhausting.
”But you don’t have to try to win someone’s recognition.”
”You really don’t know if you don’t get someone else’s recognition in this society?” When I asked back, there was a bitter smile on the pretty face of the silver-haired girl.
“It’s because I’ve been through it. I’ve been trying to determine my value by the assessment I get from an adult.” Beatrice stared at the silver-haired girl with shaky eyes. I could feel a little bit of a trace in her eyes. “But I realized that it was me, not others, who set my value.” Beatrice shut her mouth asked back
”Then how are you living now?”
“I’m putting everything down, trying to live for my happiness.” Beatrice, with a relaxed voice, was in and out of her knowledge.
“Happiness, ·····.” It was a value that I had never thought of before. Because I thought that happiness would be appreciated by my mother. But after hearing the girl’s words, her stubborn thoughts faltered.
‘Can I really put it down?’
When I was having such troublesome questions, I met a warm blue eye looking at me. Staring into the blue eyes as if possessed, Beatrice clenched her fist as if determined.
* * *
‘Is she calmed now?’
I thought I could slowly go back to the banquet hall, but for a moment I could see her face stained with tears.
‘That’s the state of the nobility.’
Although she said she didn’t have to be self-conscious, he didn’t mean to be out of common sense. I put out my handkerchief once again.
“Now, wipe it off,” she accepted my handkerchief, though she tried to let it go when she rejected it.
‘You look like Max for some reason.’
When I was about to laugh at her, she looked at me with red eyes and opened her mouth.
“You can call me Trice*.”
*Beatrice was spelled as 베아트리체 romanized as be-a-teu-li-che that’s why Trice should be Liche but I just made it Trice, pronounced as Tris… That’s why in the former translated chapters, I spelled it as Rice because Liche can be romanized as Riche too
Trice, it was when I thought I’d heard it somewhere. She clasped my wrist and said,
“Get out.” After letting me out first, she closed the door of the room. Then she looked back at me and said, “Don’t mention what you’ve been here.”
“Why?”
“It’s a bad place.” He must have chosen the spookiest place in the palace to intimidate him.
‘It must have been a place where ghosts come from.’
So I walked out of the room and out of the hall.
“It was you,” I turned my head all the way, listening to the dreary voice, and then took a step back in a flinch. Because I saw something scarier than a ghost.
‘How is he here?’
The black-colored crown prince stood there, wearing a mask, as if he were a dead body.