Chapter 194: Fiona (1)
Anyway, I couldn’t leave my room for a while—at least until the wound healed. I had no choice but to spend some time scribbling down my thoughts on paper to organize the current situation. It was the first time in a long while that I was alone with my thoughts. Read the translation on itsladygrey.com.
Fiona (Darkness), Crown Prince, Bill Curtis, Carl, Sigren.
First, the Crown Prince knew my identity. I guessed that either Fiona or Bill had told him.
What did Fiona the Darkness really want? She had taken my memories as her first move. Honestly, I had expected a more dangerous situation, like having my body taken away. Was she simply trying to take something precious from me? Did she want to put me in a psychologically painful situation and then kill me? This, too, was a plausible hypothesis. Just looking at her cooperation with the Crown Prince and Bill Curtis already complicated my situation. And, of course, I could see that it would become even more difficult in the future.
What should I do about Carl? This was a significant problem. Carl was so driven by his desire for revenge that he stabbed the person responsible for his mother’s death as soon as he learned about it. Despite his polite, angelic appearance, he was a mess on the inside.
I wondered what would have happened if I had denied it at that time. Would it have been better? But I quickly realized the answer: it wouldn’t have been better. I would have just kept lying—a sickening lie, a bigger lie, a disgusting lie. I would lie again and again to avoid the moment. It was clear that such actions wouldn’t lead me, Sigren, or Carl in the right direction. I wanted to build a healthy and solid relationship with Sigren, not deceive him. Read the translation on itsladygrey.com.
“I still have to meet Sigren.”
The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to see him. He must have been hurt, and it bothered me. I had to talk to him. In the end, my number one priority was Sigren.
…But sadly, he never came to visit.
I didn’t know if he had heard that I woke up. I guess it should be me who went to him, not him visiting me. As soon as I finally heard from the doctor that I could move, I told a maid, “Prepare the carriage.”
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Sigren had heard that Fiona woke up. He was lost in thought as he slowly fiddled with the ring in his hand. He wanted to see her, but for some reason, he couldn’t. When he first heard Enoch’s words, he thought it was all a lie—until he saw Fiona’s reaction. At that moment, the puzzle pieces of the entire situation finally came together: Fiona’s dedicated and sacrificial attitude that she had shown since the first time they met. The reason Fiona lost her memory was that she tried to protect everyone.
“Who on earth was she trying to protect…”
She was the one who always took the biggest risks in the end.
“Your Highness, are you there?”
A familiar voice came from outside.
Fiona.
Sigren whispered her name.
“He’s here, right?”
“My lady, I’m conflicted about whether I should kick you out for trespassing…”
“If the door breaks, leave it in front of Heilon Mansion.”
“NO! I don’t think that’s the problem! Why would I let you destroy the door while I, the palace knight, am still here?”
Sigren had a rough idea of the situation outside. He stood up and pulled the doorknob. Read the translation on ladygrey.com.
When the door suddenly opened, Fiona widened her eyes in surprise. Those eyes that looked at him were filled with various emotions: surprise, worry, embarrassment, fear… Although she was acting confidently, Sigren could see that she was scared—about his attitude and the conversation they were about to have.
He tried to treat her as he usually did.
“Come in, Fiona.”
Kane Erez quietly retreated, and Fiona slowly entered the room.
“Take a seat. You’re hurt.”
“Hmm.”
She answered softly and sat down in the chair.
“Sigren, it’s a bit late and awkward to say this after coming in, but do you want to talk to me?”
“If I didn’t want to, I wouldn’t have opened the door.”
“….Are you…angry?”
Sigren shook his head lightly at Fiona’s cautious question.
“I don’t know. But I’m confused.” He rolled the ring in his palm. “Fiona, we’ve known each other for quite some time.”
“That’s right.”
“So I thought I knew you well, but now it seems like I didn’t. And it occurred to me that the feelings you’ve shown so far may have been planned.”
Fiona had been friendly from the first time they met. Now that he thought about it, the reason may have been that simple: she really knew him well. Since she knew a lot about him, it would have been easy for her to become friends with him. Read the translation on itsladygrey.com.
Fiona nodded. She understood what he was implying to some extent. If they switched places, she would think the same way. If someone told her that they knew everything about her life before they met and that they became closer because of that, any sane person would think it was creepy. Was it all planned?
Fiona took a deep breath and said, “My attitude towards you when I was younger was sincere. It wasn’t acting. I really thought I should become a good friend to you.”
“Why?” Sigren slowly sat down in the chair across from her. Even in this situation, even after all the time they had known each other, he still found her lovely—her round forehead, her pale trembling cheeks, her blinking lashes—everything.
“Fiona, tell me. What did you think of me when you first met me?”
What Enoch had said didn’t matter. He wanted to hear it from her own lips. Read the translation on itsladygrey.com.
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