The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 214
Chapter 214
Translator: Yonnee
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When she was by his side, Radis seemed fragile and delicate, but from a distance, she wasn’t that small.
Radis was distinctly taller than most women her age, and her perfectly proportioned slender figure made her appear even taller.
Dressed in the uniform of the Black Lion Knights and her red hair fluttering, she looked like a character straight out of a heroic epic.
She was so stunning that even the nobles and knights of the imperial capital stopped to gaze at her retreating figure.
‘These bastards, don’t they have any respect?’
Yves nearly shouted, forgetting he was in the capital.
“Ha…”
He barely swallowed the curse that was about to burst out and instead let out a deep sigh, turning away.
Lately, his feelings for Radis and the growing self-loathing had entangled to the point where he couldn’t maintain his composure.
He had no right to harbor affection for her.
After pushing her towards the Third Prince himself, now lingering around her was nothing but disgraceful behavior.
Besides, Radis liked Olivier.
No matter how much he tried to uphold his petty pride, he couldn’t surpass the empire’s Third Prince.
Olivier also seemed deeply smitten with her.
Yves Russell was aware that Olivier harbored some resentment towards him internally.
Yet Olivier had chosen to become a pawn on his chessboard.
Despite the weighty title of the empire’s Third Prince.
“This is indeed a disaster of my own making…”
When Yves Russell arrived at the meeting place with Luntier Arpend, he was the embodiment of misery, his face a twisted mess.
Fortunately, Luntier had not yet arrived.
To soothe his mood, Yves Russell had a servant bring him some strong liquor and settled himself in the anteroom attached to the audience chamber.
The waiting room was a small space, but as a place for high nobles and foreign ambassadors to rest before meeting with the royalty, it lacked nothing.
On the central table in the waiting room, there was a chess set, fine tobacco, the imperial regular publications, and even magazines popular among the ladies.
“Ah, I have to read this.”
Yves picked up the imperial regular publication.
The ‘Imperial Bulletin,’ as it was called, was produced in very limited quantities and only available within the imperial capital.
It included everything from major and minor events of foreign royal families to evaluations of various academies and guilds, discussions on diverse topics, and even obituaries of nobles. It was something he enjoyed reading whenever he visited the capital.
Then Yves’s gaze drifted to the ladies’ magazine.
Between the advertisements for summer vacation spots and the latest summer dresses, a phrase caught his eye.
[ The Characteristics of Eldest Daughters ]
A servant brought him a glass of strong liquor.
Yves ensured the door to the waiting room was closed and then hastily flipped open the magazine.
[ Mrs. Walker’s Insights on Eldest Daughters! ]
1. They tend to be reticent.
2. They rarely talk about themselves to others.
“Pfft!”
Yves nearly spat out the liquor he was about to sip.
“Wow, this is just like Radis.”
Chuckling, Yves continued reading.
3. They have a compulsion for self-sacrifice.
4. They take on thankless tasks.
5. They get flustered when praised.
“Pff!”
Yves covered his mouth, snickering uncontrollably.
The image of Radis, who would blush like a boiled shrimp at even a casually thrown compliment, came to mind.
“That’s what makes her cute.”
Yves smiled bitterly, sipping the fragrant liquor.
6. They often play pranks on people they trust.
Yves’s gaze lingered on that sentence.
The image of Radis poking his cheek resurfaced vividly.
When had she started treating him that way?
Yves pondered over past events.
It was hard to pinpoint exactly when, but probably since that time.
“If you’re really on my side… can’t you just trust me right now?”
Since she said those words.
The image of Radis, her eyes brimming with tears, foolishly crying and then laughing at his simple statement of trust, came to mind.
“Ha…”
Yves let out a trembling sigh and rubbed his forehead with his palm.
“You damned fool, you’re the worst one here.”
He wanted to beat himself up until there was nothing left.
Radis might not have expressed her feelings in words, but in retrospect, all her actions spoke volumes.
He had intended to use her, but Radis had sincerely trusted him.
“Ahhhh… Die, Yves Russell…”
Overwhelmed with self-loathing, Yves let his head fall onto the marble table with a thud.
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