CH 90

Chapter 90: The Choice is Yours

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I found Sigren as soon as I returned to the ballroom. 

“Sig—sh, Your HIghness, have you been waiting for a long time?”

“No.”

It was a very simple answer. But his expression didn’t look good at all. 

I lowered my voice and asked. “Is something wrong?”

Sigren lowered his voice as well. “I can see something has happened to you.”

“Me?”

Well, I was overjoyed. To put it bluntly, it was like the feeling of a salesperson when they won a big contract.

“There’s no problem, it’s just that Lady Livya….” I whispered in Sigren’s ear, then lowered my voice further, “she asked me to hang out with her.”

Sigren flinched and tilted his head back. 

Was that tickling?

“Why?”

“She doesn’t want to change her family’s neutral political position, but the crown prince’s side keeps bothering her, yet she really dislikes the crown prince. It seems to me she wanted me to give her a bit of strength.”

“I hate him too.”

“Same.”

I pulled Sigren out of the ballroom and took him to an empty terrace. I suddenly realized that we were basically talking behind the crown prince’s back. I couldn’t help but feel conscious of people hearing what we said. It was a dangerous subject after all. 

Sigren leaned against the railing and tilted his head. 

“But I don’t want to lose your time with me to her.”

“Ha.”

I laughed lightly. This guy knew how to joke like that.

Sigren lowered his head. “I’m not joking.”

“Oh, right.”

Speaking of Livya, I suddenly remembered what she had said earlier. That piece of information.., I think I have to give my two cents to Sigren, and I should give it to him right away, otherwise I would forget it. 

“That’s not what’s important right now.”

“You didn’t listen to me seriously, did you?”

“Huh? Okay, I’ll hang out with you often, don’t worry. However,”

“…”

Livya said that Sigren didn’t remember her. I was a bit surprised that Sigren forgot a beautiful woman like Livya, because he usually had a good memory. However, the following thought came to me. This was not good. Not remembering the faces of other nobles was not good. Remembering someone’s face in noble society was a basic thing, and it was very important. But more importantly, the person he could not remember was from the Priscilla family. An important business partner. We should not make them an opponent but rather pull them to our side.

“Sigren, you have to remember the faces of other noble ladies. It’s not hard to remember some of them, especially Lady Livya, with that unique bearing, it should be easy.”

If he couldn’t properly remember Livya, then it meant he couldn’t even remember other ladies. Of course, these other ladies included Eunice. 

Now that I think about Eunice. In the original story, Livya was the villain who tormented Eunice. However, the reality was Livya didn’t seem to harass Eunice. Instead, it seemed like Livya’s interest leaned towards..me? Fortunately, in the original story, her character didn’t have a direct conflict with Fiona. Therefore, I wasn’t concerned about our interaction.

“What did Lady Priscilla say about me?”

“You’re the first man who couldn’t remember her.”

“…”

Sigren looked dumbfounded.

“That hurt her pride… so, let’s remember people’s faces well.” I asked earnestly.

“If I listen to you… You don’t have to play with that lady, do you?”

“Stop, stop treating Lady Livya as a strange person…”

However, Sigren seemed to be rather serious. He seemed to think about something for a second, then he pulled me closer.

Why? Did he want to change my mind using the persuasion method “use the beauty”?

“Fiona.”

A soft voice was heard in my ear.

“It would be more fun to play with me than Lady Priscilla.”

‘Wait, is he really trying to convince me?’

“This much, I’m not going to fall for it..”

“….”

Then Sigren took my hand. He gently stroked each of my fingers and kissed them. 

It tickled. 

Sigren raised the corners of his lips. There was a hint of allure spilled from his face. It was a smile that was determined to attract anyone who saw it.

“So, you really want me to try harder, hm?”

Right, and that worked a bit.

“Sigren… aren’t you showing your charm too much because you know I’m weak to your face?!”

Where was the innocent guy who blushed after seeing his own kiss mark? I really did not understand what Sigren’s baseline of being shy was. 

I put my palms on his cheeks and pressed his face firmly, feeling slightly wronged. 

‘Give me back my cute Sigren, who trembled just by touching my fingers!’

I said firmly, “No, I’m going to hang out with Lady Livya.”

“Too bad…”

Sigren clicked his tongue lightly. 

Honestly, why was he so determined to separate a same-sex friend?

I glanced up at him. Now, my sense of having been wronged was higher after seeing his nonchalant face returned, as usual, it made me very embarrassed. Did he think he was the only one who could do this kind of skinship? I also knew how to do it.

Thinking so, I took Sigren’s hands and kissed the back of his hands. Sigren tried to pull his hands away as he was surprised. But I held on tightly with my hands, so his attempt ended in failure. 

“Fiona, you…!”

Of course, I ignored his protest. I tried to do what Sigren did to my fingers. But when I did it, I was embarrassed too. In the end, I stopped after two fingers on my lips. When I looked up, Sigren’s face was dimly red. 

I murmured at the sight.

“The effect is amazing.”

Sigren grunted.

“Right, it must be great.”

“You don’t seem to mind doing anything to me.”

“Because I want to touch you.” Sigren replied proudly.