Since When Were You The Villain? - Chapter 11

It was funny to think of something like that while a knife was on her neck, so Sophia smirked.

And soon, the blade that was on her neck fell down.

“It’s all because of that bastard.”

A soft whisper escaped the tip of his lips.

In the end, he can’t even kill.

Sophia looked out the window.

A star was shining over the darkness that had sunk deeper than before.

“It’s very late.”

She carefully pulled her arm out of the weak Ian’s grasp.

Fortunately, he graciously let go of her arm.

“It looks like you’re back in the middle of training, so hurry up and go to sleep. Go to bed early to grow taller.”

At Sophia’s words, Ian’s eyebrows twitched slightly.

“You should be taller.”

Ian tried not to say even a single word.

He wanted to mention that he is ten centimeters taller.

Sophia nodded her head willingly, as his stubbornness to this extent seemed charming.

Even though she was already tired, all of her energy was exhausted in the fight with Ian, and she staggered up the stairs.

~*~

“The room will be moved tomorrow.”

Old and damp attic.

Jenny spoke in a tone like lemonade.

Starting tonight, she wanted to close her eyes in a comfortable bed, but it was nice to have a fight with Ian.

‘I want to sleep soon.’

Sophia motioned for Jenny to come over, and she patted her on the back.

“Take it off.”

“Hey, that’s really annoying.”

Jenny mumbled, but came quietly and untied the laces behind her dress.

She seemed to have learned from the past week’s experience that no matter how hard she fights, nothing good will come out from it.

“Done. Wash yourself and sleep!”

Having untied the ribbon of the dress, Jenny pointed to the wash basin and towel on one side and left the attic with fresh steps.

“Ha… I’m so tired.”

Sophia wanted to throw herself on the old bed.

Her body was so thin that it was difficult to even wash it.

‘This poor stamina.’

She wanted to close her eyes and wash her face, but she couldn’t.

She would have to wash and not close her eyes…

She pulled up to the last drop of will and went forward to the washbasin that Jenny had prepared for her.

The water was cold enough to make her hands numb, but she washed herself regardless.

‘I’m not fully awake even after washing in cold water like this…’

Preserving minimal cleanliness for the sake of her heroine qualifications, she buried herself in bed as it was.

‘I’m giving up.’

Sophia reluctantly dragged her body and climbed under the blanket.

The attic, which was chilled by the morning air, was unusually cold today.

She hugged the duvet tightly and curled up her body.

Shortly afterwards, she realized it was a premonitory symptom of a flu.

~*~

Late at night. 

A carriage moved as it rattled.

The imperial palace, shining brightly in the light, was approaching.

A cool breeze blew over the falling moonlight.

On the way back from dropping Sophia off at her house, Killian looked out the window alone and grinned.

He thought this morning would be his worst day. But his expectations were completely wrong.

‘Sophia Frauss…’

In the dark, he repeated the unfamiliar name in his head.

She was an unexpected fiance.

Marriage is a byproduct of life that has been followed inevitably through rituals.

Sophia was nothing more than a contract tucked away in the corner of a drawer.

A relationship with only a name that did not have a single drop of influence on his life.

But in one day, she became a huge storm and shook his daily life.

Killian quietly scanned the gap in his carriage window with his fingertips loosely.

“Wow, what a huge cart…!”

Her green eyes twinkled like a leaf that had just sprouted.

From the way she clung to the attic window watching him, to the way she chose her dress carefully.

It was cumbersome and funny.

And…

“Oh, I’m the one who reported it.”

Even stopping in front of a robber with a knife and wiping out false tears in front of Lady Chanelia.

As innocent as a country maiden, she becomes a clever fox who has lifted and disguised herself from socialite giants.

An unexpected fiance.

“I hope you like how I am different from the rumors.”

Killian remembered his fiancee, who was staring into his eyes.

Sophia’s wish came true to some extent.

Because he liked her foxy country maiden more than the frail, sickly fiance.

The speed of the running carriage gradually decreased.

A close-up view of the Imperial Palace with a large grand palace located not far from the Imperial Palace.

As the horse stopped, the carriage door opened.

Some of the butlers and servants who were waiting in front of the mansion bowed.

“You’ve arrived, my lord.”

Butler Garfield, who was holding a lamp, met him.

In the darkened mansion, only the lamps lit everywhere were illuminating the form.

Killian looked around his servants and moved.

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It was a place specially prepared by the emperor for his sixteenth birthday.

This was because other nobles expressed dissatisfaction with Killian, who was not a member of the Imperial Family, staying in the Imperial Palace.

So the imperial family made him independent.

In such a close distance that it is unfamiliar to call it independence.

As Killian entered the mansion, he took off his coat and handed it to Garfield, the butler.

At the same time, a red gaze passed the butler.

“Are you busy?”

“You must’ve been busy.”

At Garfield’s dissatisfied reply, Killian laughed.

The people of the Grand Duke must have been tormented all day by the weekly work this morning.

“The lord’s engagement is worse than it was announced. We struggled to clear the front of the gate.”

Garfield sighed softly as he folded Killian’s coat.

A month ago, when rumors spread that Killian had been engaged in writing without even a notice, the system was turned upside down.

This was because there were not just one or two families who wanted to marry him to their family from an early age.

The Grand Duke who lost his parents early on and was raised by the imperial family.

What he had was not only the title of grand duke, land, and enormous wealth, but a strong connection with the imperial family, the special power of the military and police force gained at a young age, plus great looks and reputation.

Therefore, when he suddenly became out of stock, some family heads came directly to the mansion to ask questions.

But as soon as that was put to sleep, the recent events exploded.

“Through this rumor, they asked if he would break the marriage, as it is rumored that the fiance is a maid…”

“Look, everyone is okay. If only one gossip would not come all the way here.”

Killian scoffed at Garfield’s mixed report.

“How was today?”

Garfield had eyes filled with subtle anticipation.

Killian read his expression.

He seemed to expect to break up the marriage today under the pretext of gossip, because Garfield was also dissatisfied with the engagement.

“I was busy too. I don’t know how the day passed.”

“So…did you organize it well?”

“I organized it.”

“Really!”

“The rumor of the weekly magazine.”

“What?”

“Lady Chanelia has decided to make a correction. Rumors won’t go away overnight, but the fierce flames will be extinguished.”

“Ahhh…okay.”

It was a reaction with several implications.

His face clearly darkened.

“Why, don’t you like it?”

“Can I be honest with you?”

“Aren’t you always honest?”

“Are you really not thinking of breaking up?”

It is true that Count Frauss made a fortune by controlling trade in the South.

The family itself was splendid, as they had great influence in the South and the Countess was also zealous for social activities.

Besides, the excellent knight, Ian Frauss, is also from that family.

However, it was the same with Killian who had money, influence, and excellent abilities.

He doesn’t need to be engaged to such an unnamed young lady.

Besides, this scandal was quite serious.

A fake girl disguised as a maid!

But, contrary to Garfield’s concerns, Killian was relaxed.

“Well… I decided to think about it some more.”

A smile spread across Killian’s lips.

Garfield turned his head to look at the coachman.

What happened today?

The coachman’s shoulders shrug at the question with his eyes.

Killian headed to the second floor.

As Garfield tried to follow him up, Killian quietly raised his hand.

“I’m going to bed early because I’m tired, so don’t disturb me until tomorrow morning. Everyone must have worked hard, so rest early.”

“Yes, my lord.”

Garfield stopped walking and bowed his head.

One of the few rules of the Grand Duke.

When Killian enters the bedroom, no one disturbs him until morning.

All the servants who knew him bowed their heads and retreated.

After washing up, Killian went straight to the bedroom.

It was a little early to go to sleep at night.