Twisted Truth (7)

“If you love me, do your best. If you made me love you, at least you shouldn’t have regretted it!”

“…Mary.”

“If you were going to make me unable to do anything like this, you shouldn’t have given me hope from the beginning.”

If he had, she wouldn’t have tried to live.

“I hate you.”

“…….”

The heart drops again after a thud. Why is she so numb when she’s angry that words are not enough to curse him?

She faced Arthur while controlling her emotions. Put on a mask.

“Let’s wear it. It might be the last day we’ll be together.”

She put down his blue clothes on the bed and touched Arthur’s sling tie. Red lips were visible within a narrow distance of contact with him.

Originally, she would have swallowed his lips, felt his firmly positioned muscles with his hands, passed his forearms, swept down his straight waist, and savored them.

She may have been whispering love in Arthur’s arms, feeling his breath, and indulging like a beast all night in a room full of heat.

“The last word is hasty.”

Arthur’s lips overlapped with her. He has invaded the area casually even on her lips. With his hot breath, his tongue tied her up and went through the heat.

Arthur’s hand grabbed her wrist and lifted it up at her hand touching her chest.

“Ugh!”

His big hand wrapped around her waist and pulled her toward him.

They stared at each other with their unclosed eyes. Arthur’s hands were relaxed when his eyes were slightly lowered and her cold eyes faced him.

Shove him away and pushed him to the table. Lying back by force, she lifted his well-wound sling tie and opened the buttons.

“Do you want the body? Then you should have told me. Love is a word that doesn’t fit.”

“…….”

“Right, it was like that when we first met.”

The legs were revealed through the dresses. When her hand opened his shirt, she could see his well-groomed upper body. Slowly swept down with his hand and kissed him.

Arthur’s hand suddenly stops over her, from her lips to her collarbone and to her chest. She removed his hand and said to Arthur beneath her.

“If you want it that much, I won’t be bad either. We’re good, aren’t we? Things like this.”

She reached out and pulled the corset strap. Arthur’s eyes fluctuated greatly, and soon closed them and raised his body to hug her.

“Don’t disparage me like that.”

Arthur pulled her off as his wet voice came out and she came down from the table and adjusted her dress. When she saw Arthur’s eyes, she smiled satisfactorily, picked up blue clothes, and threw them at him.

“So, wear it and come out.”

This was not a request, but an order. As a Princess, as an Imperial family who will become the country’s Emperor. After wiping her lips with the back of her hand, she left Arthur’s room without looking back.

The throbbing scene, her heart continued to hurt as if she had been strangled.

Before going to the banquet hall, she called in the maid and headed to her father after finishing grooming. When she asked her because she couldn’t see Carl, she said he had something to deal with and that he would have to leave his place for a few days.

‘He didn’t say anything in the morning.’

Even when she looked around, she couldn’t see him. She didn’t know until this time. Would she have regretted less if she had found him sooner?

She thought she had been believing that Carl can’t do that to her.

She thought vaguely that he would come back to her as always. She  may have convinced Carl that it was a good choice for each other.

Because it’s Carl, not anyone else.

The banquet hall showed not only aristocrats but also people from other classes.

This was also to show the common people. She invited as many classes as possible to inform them of her power to lower her rank and class if she could.

“I don’t have Carl, so someone else will take over your escort.”

“Who?”

“I’m going to take charge of the day.”

Arthur, who came out in blue, approached her. He smiles with his eyes folded while lightly touching his lips on the back of her hand.

Because of people’s gaze, she also smiled brightly and looked at Arthur.

“Father, what are you thinking?”

When she turned her eyes and glanced at her father, he turned around and coughed in vain, perhaps determined to ignore her gaze.

Sitting down under Arthur’s escort, she closed her mouth.

The corners of her forced mouth trembled.

As she turned away from Arthur’s gaze staring at her and assigned the ranks of those who were hired, the music rang out. Along with the sound of congratulations from the people, eyes full of anticipation fell on her.

Arthur came out to her and reached out his hand.

‘You’re so shameless.’

She’s one as well, but he didn’t change his expression. They covered themselves with masks and started dancing, hiding their feelings for each other. Slowly and gracefully, they stared at each other in the center of the stage and moved their feet.

“Oh, my. I’m sorry.”

She deliberately stepped on Arthur’s foot, but pretended to be surprised and apologized with her eyes wide open.

Arthur replaced the answer by slightly closing and opening his eyes. His attitude made her more annoyed, but all she could do here was keep stepping on Arthur’s foot.

Of course, so that it doesn’t.

“You must be good at enduring pain.”

“Mary, whatever you give me.”

This relaxed answer is also abominable. She wanted the music to end quickly, but the people who watched us felt sorry for one song, so the music continued without changing.

When she turned her head, the music troupe came out with a pleasing look and was looking at Arthur. She turned around in a hurry and looked at her father, but he only lifted his eyebrows slightly.

‘Didn’t you hate the Grand Duke? Why are you like that all of a sudden?’

She couldn’t understand her father. Of course, her father also doesn’t fully understand her for being fickle.….