Hush Now, Saintess! - Chapter 116
Chapter 116
Translator: Yonnee
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‘In that sense, I’m relieved now, but…’
However, the duke couldn’t help but feel a surge of irritation.
Thinking of how the prideful child had given up on what she loved the most and cried, it left a bitter taste in his mouth.
That’s why he decided to return to the capital immediately.
He was worried that she might be in too much despair.
‘Ahem. At times like this, her father has to be by her side.’
She needed at least one person to rely on so she wouldn’t entertain any foolish thoughts.
He rushed to the capital with that in mind, but the news that awaited him was something else entirely.
Roella had received a prophecy and, once again, thrown herself into danger.
He let that slide since it was in the past, but…
‘Infuriating.’
Seeing Roella speak so nonchalantly about the young duke made his blood boil.
His anger was, of course, directed at Young Duke Killian and Helena.
Especially at Helena, whom he felt deeply disappointed in.
He had cared for her so much because she was the daughter of his late brother, and yet…
‘To think she would hurt Roella like this.’
He had no plans to cut off support, but he would make sure she couldn’t come to the estate for a long while.
Seeing Helena’s face would surely make Roella feel worse.
‘Now that I think about it, she looks a little thin.’
…That wasn’t true at all.
Roella had been eating three meals a day like clockwork, so she hadn’t lost a single pound.
But to the duke, Roella appeared as someone who had suffered deeply from heartbreak.
In his eyes, she looked pale, exhausted, and miserable.
All of which was entirely in his imagination.
Feeling unsettled, the duke cleared his throat.
When Roella’s gaze turned to him, he pretended to remain nonchalant and spoke.
“When will the fountain be completed?”
“I’m trying to match it with the promotion of the commercial district, so it should be finished in a few weeks.”
“Is that so? Didn’t the temple say they’d hold a grand event at that time?”
“Yes, they did.”
Roella smiled and nodded.
She’s trying so hard to act like everything’s fine.
“Have you picked out what you’ll wear for that day?”
“No, not yet. I was thinking of just wearing something I already have…”
Something she already has?
‘She really has changed.’
The Roella he knew would never say such a thing.
The old Roella wouldn’t even wear her indoor clothes more than once.
“Forget it, just buy something new. I’ll gift it to you.”
“You’re going to buy me clothes?”
“Not just clothes. From head to toe, pick whatever you want. Don’t worry about the cost or the number. Just choose whatever pleases you.”
Since she had given up on something she liked, he figured he should at least indulge her in something else.
He decided to spoil Roella, who had let go of the young duke, with a bit of luxury.
And Roella…
‘What a stroke of luck.’
Her eyes sparkled at the unexpected fortune.
* * *
The dark, shadowy underground prison.
Hambar, the owner of the Hambar Pawnshop, was breathing heavily.
‘Damn it, how many days has it been?’
On the day the pawnshop’s dirty dealings were exposed, he had tried to flee but was immediately caught by the imperial guards and thrown into this prison.
—Did you make the drugs yourself?
—Where is all the money?
—Do you have someone backing you?
The endless interrogations were exhausting beyond belief.
But the most terrifying thing was the occasional one-on-one meetings with the crown prince.
Just looking at his cold expression and those deep green eyes sent chills down his spine.
—You’re holding out quite well.
—How pointless.
His indifferent voice didn’t even sound human.
Just recalling it made Hambar shiver, and he rubbed his arms.
All he wanted was to escape this wretched prison as soon as possible.
‘When is that person going to make a move?’
Surely, they weren’t planning to abandon him like this.
Maybe he should just spill everything and beg for a reduced sentence?
However, at that moment—
A shadow appeared beyond the tightly locked bars.
“You…!”
Upon recognizing the figure, relief spread across his face.
“Did they send you? Are you finally getting me out of here?!”
The figure silently motioned for him to come closer.
And the moment Hambar leaned toward the bars…
“Guh, ugh! W…What is this…!”
The figure grabbed his chin and shoved something down his throat.
‘Is this how they plan to get rid of me?!’
Hambar struggled violently and bit down on the figure’s hand.
But it was useless.
The figure didn’t even flinch, showing no signs of pain.
Before long, Hambar’s body went limp.
The figure tossed him roughly to the ground and turned to leave.
A moment later.
The shadowy figure quietly stepped outside and scribbled something on a piece of paper.
[ Mission complete ]
Soon, a black bird soared into the night sky.
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