The Abandoned Princess’ Secret Bedroom - Chapter 8

Chapter 8

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Pamela had on a gorgeous red dress, which suited her features. Even after having children and getting older, her appearance was as colorful and vibrant as a red rose shining brightly in the summer sun.

Pamela dominated the social scene. Llewellyn still remembered a year ago, how beautiful the purple dress Pamela had worn was. At the invitation of the emerging nobility, she presented her status in the most glamorous way. Even to Llewelyn, she was an unforgettable beauty.

“Hello, mother.”

Pamela didn’t respond, she did not accept Llewelyn’s greeting. However, Llewelyn, who raised her head, was bewildered.

Pamela’s face turned white and she looked straight at Llewelyn with a blank look. 

“Mother?” she repeated, her brows furrowed in puzzlement, 

Wasn’t she the kind of a person who couldn’t be bothered by anything? Then why was she making that face? Pamela’s lips were swollen; it was as if she had been biting her lip all day. 

“Why don’t you marry the Duke of Biserk?”

“What?”

Of course, she knew that whatever Pamela had to say, it wouldn’t be good. But Pamela spoke again with trembling eyes, something Llewelyn was unused to seeing.

“Get married. I will not stop you.”

Shouldn’t she hate her being attached to the Duke of Biserk? Llewelyn felt her perspective of Pamela suddenly change. Is she ill? Unlike the usual look of resentment, Pamela looked fearful. 

“Mother, why do you want me to marry all of a sudden?”

“Just marry someone! Anything is better than going to a monastery!”

Pamela screamed. Llewelyn looked at Pamela curiously. Could it be that she bribed Almondite to prevent her from going to the monastery? Llewelyn was in a hurry to deal with her stigma, so she did not think about the people who made this stigma and the cause.

“Mother, what are you talking about? Do you not want me to go to the monastery?”

Pamela had an odd look on her face in response to Llewelyn’s question. Pamela licked her lips. Then she smiled broadly and placed her hand on Llewelyn’s shoulder.

“The fact that the Duke of Biserk will support the princess is very reassuring to me…”

“Yes.”

“However, I hope I haven’t done anything that makes you sad. Do you know what I mean?”

“Relax.”

Pamela’s reaction was very questionable, but Llewelyn responded docilely.

While Pamela explained her concerns, Llewelyn was a little relieved. Of course, it was because she expected this kind of reaction. To suddenly marry a duke, isn’t that just giving yourself strength? Naturally, Pamela had to be vigilant.

Pamela’s lips trembled slightly and said, “Llewellyn.”

“Yes?”

“You’d better get married soon.”

With whom? It was an unfamiliar concept to Llewellyn. Pamela turned her back and passed her. The place Pamela was heading to was Bastian’s tea room.

Llewelyn stared after her in confusion. 

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Llewelyn returned to her palace and sighed. The maids were standing in a line.

“Why are you guys doing things you don’t normally do? Are you asking for a raise?”

As a princess famous for her eccentric personality, Llewelyn was openly sarcastic to her maids. 

“Your Majesty the Duke of Biserk has sent you a present.” one of them told her. 

“What?”

How far is this man trying to go? Seeing that the maids were so fussy, it was obvious that Almondite’s servants brought it personally, and all her maids saw it.

Rosalie, one of the younger maids, pointed in the direction of the second room. “Why don’t you take a look before judging the man? I find him rather consistent in his pursuit of you, princess.”

Llewellyn smiled and nodded. As soon as she reached the room where the gift was prepared, she swore to herself.

“Jesse, open the box.”

The maid who was called came and opened the colorful box. Inside was a bracelet with a red ruby ​​the size of her pupil. The pure white gems embedded around the ruby ​​must be diamonds.

“There’s nothing like jewelry and trinkets as a gift to the woman you love.”

Llewellyn gritted her teeth. As a duke who loudly bought jewelry and accessories in bulk, he only wanted to spread rumours. 

“Your Majesty, the Duke of Biserk seems to like the princess very much.”

Llewelyn scoffed at the maid’s words. 

“What are you thinking?” Rosalie asked slowly. 

The more expensive the gem, the bigger and wider the rumor. Wasn’t the Duke of Biserk completely lost? No matter how angry he was, he was Almondite, who never crossed a certain line. Did he have many plans to act so loudly? Llewelyn was fiddling with the bracelet.

“Send this back.”

The maids stopped talking and frowned. Llewelyn wanted to shout at them to send the bracelet back right this moment. She would be criticized for refusing the duke’s courtship but it didn’t matter. Llewelyn was used to gossip about her.

But this was Almondite’s scheme. He must have predicted how she would behave. Above all else, Almondite had nothing to lose. Llewelyn was reluctant to react as he expected.

But she can’t wear this… 

How should she screw him over? As she thought, a smile formed on Llewelyn’s lips after thinking for a moment.

“This bracelet…”

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The maids widened their eyes in disbelief and whispered to each other. She looked at the man in front of her. A man in a dark burgundy uniform and a red cloak. The man who was like a huge mountain had his head lowered, crimson eyes raised to meet Llewelyn’s. 

“Why is Sir Jayad here?”

“Your Majesty.”

He said he will be my escort… he meant it?

Llewelyn looked at Tristan with a firm expression. The knights behind Tristan were the same. Llewelyn had a history of accidentally insulting Tristan, who had just become a knight.

“I see.”

Now Llewelyn was anxious about having to go outside. When she finally decided to leave the palace, she was afraid.

It was because she remembered being kidnapped during that hunting contest. The memory of screaming helplessly on the altar was terrible.

Llewelyn meekly placed her hand on Tristan’s outstretched arm. She didn’t want to be kidnapped a second time because she neglected an escort. It was scary. She was afraid. But this man would protect her as he promised.

Seeing Llewelyn’s gentle attitude, the knights’ faces were puzzled. Several knights who had a dislike for Llewelyn exchanged glances with cold smiles.

“When you were a knight, you ignored it as a status, but now your attitude has changed because you became a leader?”’

However, Tristan was polite, and Llewelyn did not say anything either. She looked at Tristan with an apologetic expression on her face.

“In the end, while this technically insults me, I do whatever is comfortable for me.”

Tristan politely lifted her up into the wagon.

“Thank you, Tristan.”

Tristan did not respond to Llewelyn. Perhaps just as a reminder of what she had done in the past. He must be laughing that she will be escorted by the knight who was becoming the captain. She looked at Tristan’s dark face as the door closed

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The wagon stopped and Llewelyn got off at the slum.

With Pamela and Bastian’s “cleaning” as an excuse, the people of the slums were further driven into a corner. Llewellyn didn’t know exactly how horrendous the cleaning was. But coming here, she could only guess by looking at the strangely clean scenery of the capital. If the slums that have accompanied Brygent’s history were cut out, a huge number of people would have died.

At the far end of the capital, the condition of the poor who were driven out of the outskirts became even worse. Since their residences were forcibly moved, instead of an old house, something like tents were erected. They smelled, which made the maids look repulsed. However, Llewelyn’s expression did not change.