Chapter 114

“Arrived, Lady Rosemond.”

At the end of the driver’s words, Rosemond got off the carriage with a cold glance. Her eyes caught a shabby castle with two people inside who she didn’t want to see. Rosemond laughed and played around with her feet in high heeled shoes.

“…”

On the way to the castle, Rosemond didn’t say a word. Looking at her from the side, Glara was anxious. Her owner was never this silent. Even when she was imprisoned in the prison last time, she had spoken in a relaxed manner. But this time, she said she was going to see her father, and without saying a single word, moved her feet forward with a stiff expression. Glara couldn’t erase the feeling that something was off.

“Lady Rosemond, you arrived.”

As soon as she entered the castle, the butler came to greet Rosemond with a gentle voice, but Rosemond went to look for the Darrow couple, without caring to listen. It was not difficult to find them. It was because, at the butler’s words, they also came out to greet her.

“Our Rose is here. It has been a long time.”

“Yes, honey. How many years has it been? Anyways, you went through a lot, traveling a long journey.”

Rosemond did not make any expression at these warm lines. Now it was only hatred that remained in her for them, so it didn’t matter whether they talked badly to her, or praised her. Besides, she would soon become the daughter of a Duke. Rosemond pulled something out of her bosom with an expressionless face and extended it to Baron Darrow.

“Sign this.”

“What is this, daughter?”

Daughter. It was disgusting. Had this man ever treated her as his daughter at any time?

“Oh my goodness, a waiver of paternity?”

Baroness Darrow shouldn’t have looked too shocked. She always wanted this. She wished for Rosemond to be gone. To just want to disappear from this world. That was why she had just stood there after what she had gone through? No, she didn’t even suffer but urged it on. That specific happening.

“With whose permission?!”

“You are my daughter.”

Rosemond looked tired in the face of intense opposition. She didn’t want to talk to these people for as long as possible. Her perfect plan was to come here and leave the castle in exactly 30 minutes. 10 minutes would have passed by now. Thus, the remaining time was 20 minutes. She opened her mouth to get the job done quickly.

“It would be beneficial for you to sign.”

Rosemond spoke in a cool voice.

“His Majesty already granted his permission. Instead of being some daughter of Baron Darrow, I will become the daughter of the Duke of Efreni. If both of you really care for me at all, just shut your mouths and sign. I want to leave here as soon as possible.”

Everything was true. Sadly it was. As soon as she could, she wanted to tear off the dirty Darrow name stuck behind her. It was obviously her first identity, but now it was just something she wanted to try to get rid of it.

“How can you say such words…?”

The Baroness made an expression as if she was hurt. It was so ill-fitting, that Rosemond couldn’t even laugh. To show such a human reaction, she was too disgusted with this house.

“Now put away the mask, Baroness. It’s disgusting.”

“You…”

“Honey, stop it. Rose, stop.”

Baron Darrow intervened as if he couldn’t watch anymore, but even that made Rosemond feel disgusted. Where did he think he was to pretend to be her father?

“You stop it. Do you have the right to call my name?”

“Rose…”

“I said don’t call for me.”

Rosemond warned with monstrous eyes. She kept feeling nauseous since earlier. Rosemond spoke coldly, ignoring the bile that was rising.

“I think you are mistaken about something, but this is not your option. Both of you just have to accept it.”

Like she had done in the past, they should do the same. Even so, they had nothing to lose, right?

“So shut up and sign. I want to get out of this damn castle as soon as possible.”

“…”

The expressions of both Baron and Baroness Darrow hardened. The Baroness even seemed to have some annoyance on her face. The Baron seemed to be thinking about something but soon opened his mouth.

“Baby.”

The two of them cried for a long time and at some point, did not cry any longer. Not aware of her swollen face from all that crying, Patrizia sat side by side with Lucio. Both seemed exhausted due to the loss of too much moisture. Of the two, who kept guarding each others’ sides for a long time, Patrizia was the first to open her mouth.

“Your Majesty.”

“… yes.”

“I have a question.”

“Ask.”

Patrizia looked at Lucio and asked.

“You having loved Rosemond, and treating her as so special…”

“…”

“What you talked about… is it related?”

“… yes.”

She knew it. Patrizia confirmed that her predictions were correct, and then closed her eyes.

It had been strange from the beginning. It wasn’t just affection or favor, and she had always thought it was weird. What was the reason, because his attitude was always unnatural as if he treated Rosemond like his alter-ego… she had wondered. With this kind of reason, she understood. Lucio spoke.

“She is a woman with as many stories as me.”

“…”

After hearing that, Patrizia was forced to laugh internally. The main characters of the story were the three of them, and all three of them had stories. One person’s family was beheaded and she was reincarnated. One man killed his mother with his own hands due to the schemes of his crazy stepmother. What was the other one? Patrizia did not feel good about it.

“The reason I cannot leave her… is because of that.”

“… does she have a similar pain to Your Majesty?”

“Well.”

He gave out an ambiguous answer.

“Is not the size of pain originally subjective?”

That was agreeable. Nevertheless, objective pain like Lucio’s case seemed to exist. Patrizia quietly swallowed her dry saliva.

“Her pain is objective.”

Like his.

Another story began.