Chapter 66: Lillian

Chapter 66: Lillian

That was because the one who had been standing in my room with their hands over their mouth was none other than Tuule.

Tuule? Why are you?

As I trailed off, Tuule lowered his hands from his mouth and answered me.

I-Im sorry, Miss Aren. I didnt see nor hear anything.

Tuule was avoiding my gaze, his voice shaking severely. When I took a step forward, he flinched in surprise and started to tremble.

It was then that I became certain. Tuule had overheard the entire conversation that I had with Cassadin.

You heard everything.

Tuule dropped his gaze to the floor. He must have been quite flustered because Tuules hand was trembling faintly as he nervously massaged his forearm.

I apologize for lying. Truthfully speaking, I was very worried after hearing that Miss Aren went to the Founding Day festival today. And I was so relieved to see that Miss Aren returned safely that I went to greet you, but.

Tuule started to apologize profusely. As I watched him do so, I smiled bitterly.

What could I do now that he had heard everything? Nothing was going to change no matter what I said to explain it, and more than anything, I didnt plan on explaining myself, either.

Raise your head.

To my command, Tuule raised his head. His tanned skin was currently a reddish hue as if he had a fever. With a reddened face, Tuule repeatedly blinked his grey-blue eyes.

Keep this a secret from Father and everyone else as well, of course.

O-Of course I will!

Still with a red face, Tuule enthusiastically nodded his head up and down. Staring into Tuules clear eyes, I asked him.The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

Are you hurt anywhere or feeling ill?

N-No, Im not. Everyone is treating me kindly as well

Tuule trailed off for a moment, seeming to hesitate, then asked me,

Is there anything I can be of help with?

No. You being here. That in itself helps me.

I smiled kindly at him.

But I feel like Im only being given to

Its alright.

To my reassurance, Tuule seemed like he was about to say something more, but then he stopped and closed his mouth shut. Seeing me tilt my head in confusion, Tuule mustered up a smile.

A-Alright then. Ill be heading back to my room now.

Okay.

Dont worry, Miss. I wont tell a single soul about what happened today.

Thanks.

No, its my duty to do so.

After bowing to me, Tuule almost ran out of my room. When I took a last glance at Tuule as he raced past me to the door, I saw that his ears were so red to the point they could have been on the verge of exploding.

Since I was the one who healed his tongue and let him stay at this mansion, Tuule would be unable to rashly tell anyone about me and Cassadins relationship.

If he had been someone to blabber about this matter in the first place, I would have sent him to the Crown Prince long ago.

But it looked like he had something else to say to me aside from that.

Tuule had bobbed open his mouth several times before deciding to close it up completely. He would have told me if it had been something important. Gazing at the door that Tuule had just gone through, I let out a small sigh.

Looking at the men who collapsed on the ground, unconscious, Lillian brought a hand to her mouth in shock. Thinking that Lillian had been shocked by the scene, the scarred man rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly and apologized to Lillian.

Im sorry you had to see this. I couldnt hold back after I heard these bastards try to put their hands on you.

Lillian then placed the hand she had brought to her mouth on the mans arm. With a faint smile, she shook her head to the side as she looked at the man.

Its alright. You did it for me.

Lily.

She hadnt allowed him to use a nickname like Lily. Lillians eyebrows squirmed disapprovingly, but the man with the scar was so happy over the fact that Lillian had placed her hand on his arm that he did not realize this fact.

Worried that other men might perch their eyes on the beautiful Lillian, the scarred man hurriedly led her into a building.

The building was run down and almost on the verge of collapsing, but it had almost everything needed for sustenance, such as chairs and tables, through a long life of robbery and underhanded means.

The scarred man sat Lillian down on a chair and smiled brightly.

I remember the first time we met. When I first saw you, I thought you were some sort of Goddess. I didnt know it was possible for someone to be that beautiful.

He smiled as if reminiscing about the past. The man waved his hand to his lackey, and then the lackey brought a bottle of wine and poured it into the mans empty glass. With the sound of liquid trickling into the glass, crimson liquid filled up the mans goblet.

Do you want a sip?

When the woman shook her head to decline, the mans extended hand seemed to have lost its path and caused the man to down the entire glass of wine in one swallow.

That tastes strange.

At the same time the man had made that comment, he felt his stomach churn. Crimson liquid that was similar but different from the wine that the man had drunk spewed out of his mouth.

Eyes widening, Lillian brought up both of her hands to her mouth and exclaimed,

Oh my goodness! Who did such a thing?

When she turned her head towards the lackey that had poured the wine, the other lackeys started to beat up that man.

I-I didnt do anything!

Yes, you didnt. Because I was the one who poisoned that wine.

Mocking the man internally, Lillian started to act concerned for the man who had just been poisoned.

Lily

The man didnt seem to suspect that Lillian could have done this, even for a second. As he was still coughing up blood, the man continued to call for Lillian.

Yes. Im here.

When she clasped her hands over the mans hand with teary eyes, the man smiled weakly at her.

T-the money I have gathered is in that box. Take that and go live a better life.

With those final words, the man passed away.

Then the vagabonds, who had just lost their leader, unleashed all of their directionless anger on the man who had poured their leader the wine.

Taking advantage of that moment of chaos, Lilian took every last bit of money that had been in the box and slipped out of the building.

As soon as she left the building, Lillians tears stopped as if they had never been there. Yawning as if this had all been very boring, she hastened her footsteps.

Pathetic bastards. They werent even worth using anymore.

Lillian had been born with this cruel nature. If it was to reach her goals, she had no hesitation in utilizing the emotions of others.

Her pink eyes glittered greedily. She didnt want to live this filthy, miserable life anymore, which meant she needed someone who could pull her up to somewhere higher.

Cassadin, was it? From the Earl Serkia family.

Having found her new target, Lillians lips curled upward. Her ginger hair danced along with her elated footsteps.