I Reincarnated As A Villainess, But Why Did I Become A Cat Butler Instead? - Chapter 17
Chapter 9.1
Count Larscel tore up our marriage certificate in anger.
However, the names that were engraved on our fingers were not erased.
“It’s no use, Count. Even if you do that, the oath won’t be revoked until the same two people sign the same oath with the same spell again.”
The Duke of Blois said this to Count Larscel teasingly.
Come to think of it, the Countess’ signature was also engraved on the ring finger of the Count’s left hand as well.
“His Majesty the Emperor is interested in Rowaine! I was set to become a government official! When His Majesty the Emperor finds out about this, he will not let the Duke go unscathed!”
“Sure.”
The Duke faced Count Larscel with a calm expression.
“But, did you ask the Emperor exactly what he’d do to me, Count?”
“Well, of course, even if I haven’t asked…!”
“There is nothing unnatural about a man and a woman being in love. I didn’t know I was going to marry Miss Rowaine so suddenly, so why not ask the Emperor first and then threaten me?”
“This…!”
“The Emperor and you are not the same person, so talking as if you are the Emperor is quite presumptuous.”
It was a warning that it wasn’t a good idea to speak on behalf of the Emperor and wield His Majesty’s authority, regardless of his opposition to his daughter’s marriage as a father.
At that, the Duke of Blois turned away from Count Larscel and reached out his hand to me with a sly face.
“Let’s go home, Wife.”
As he addressed me respectfully, I smiled when it was clear that he would accept the conditions I had previously stated.
Soon, the Duke’s armed knights made their way, and Count Larscel had no choice but to sit down before the knights and watch the Duke of Blois leave his estate.
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I climbed into the Duke’s carriage carrying Rowaine’s gold sack that I had meticulously stashed away all night long. Among the crowd, Nigel, who was standing there staring at the carriage, caught my eye.
I left the mansion and told the Duke I wanted to take a man, so he had to take care of the rest himself.
‘Be brave.’
As the carriage departed, the desperate Count Larscel appeared as he peered out a window.
“Is it okay to just leave like this?”
The Duke of Blois looked at me with his apathetic face, his chin propped on one hand.
“Did you think that coming to Blois in Renée Larscel’s place would be a smooth process?”
“Not really…”
“Perhaps you thought I’d deal with the aftermath.”
Well, he wasn’t wrong, so I could only smile awkwardly. He snorted as he saw my reaction.
“I’ll take care of it as you wish, so don’t worry. I’d rather do that than see your face in that condition.”
I touched my still-swollen face.
He watched me as I did this, maybe wondering what I was doing.
Growing conscious of his pointed gaze, I removed my hand from my bandaged cheek.
“It’ll be easy.”Looking at my face from this angle and that, he muttered to himself as he crossed his arms.
“Seems like the perfume wasn’t a trick.”
Talk of the perfume came out again. I was nervous that he would torment me again with his assumptions, though he kept his mouth shut as if he were just talking to himself.
With his eyes closed, his very expression showed that he was extremely relaxed.
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‘I feel great.’
The scent that Rowaine exuded tickled the tip of Dimitri’s nose, and it was strangely comforting. He watched with his own eyes as she massaged her own cheeks. When he confirmed that she wasn’t deceiving him through a perfume, he was no longer bothered by this soothing scent.
‘It seems that Count Larscel doesn’t know her abilities.’
Judging by how she was acting, it didn’t seem like she was showing off her powers. Otherwise, would Count Larsel sell his daughter off to the Emperor as just his mistress when she had such powers?
A smile formed on his lips. It seemed like he was having a very nice dream.
‘Could the curse be broken?’
He narrowed her eyes and gazed at Rowaine, who was looking out the window. Then, his smile deepened. It would be really nice if the curse could be lifted. But, what if it wouldn’t? Still, it wouldn’t be as bad as before… because she was by his side now.
‘Divorce after three years?’
She knew how to dream big.
She may have freely jumped into his arms, but it wouldn’t be so easy when she decided to run away.
With her chin resting on the window sill, her eyes turned to him as she hummed. Then, when Rowaine met his eyes as she smiled absently, she awkwardly flitted her gaze out the window again.
‘Cute.’
She pretended to be smart, but she’s still naive.
Look at her walking on her own two feet into the tiger’s den.
His pupils dilated significantly. It was the eyes of a cat or a beast focusing on its prey.
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When the wagon arrived at the Blois estate, Dimitri parted ways with Rowaine and headed for his office. He walked slowly towards the back of a chair and picked up a crystal glass that was displayed on the bookshelf.
Seeing Dimitri pick it up, Hyle’s expression stiffened with tension. It was because he knew very well what the glass was used for.
“Hyle, go run some errands.”
Saying so with an emotionless face, Dimitri pulled out a small dagger from his coat pocket and suddenly cut his palm.
Red blood dripped down in a long line.
He went through the motions and filled the glass. When the cup was filled to some extent with the warm red liquid, he pushed it over to Hyle.
“As long as my blood is in your body, you’ll be able to control my demons for a while.”
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