The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 38
07. The Russell Marquisate
In the carriage headed for the Marquisate of Russell, Radis sighed heavily.
‘It’s over now. Even if I don’t want to go back to the Tilrod household, I can’t anymore.’
She calmly cut off all ties and turned around as though she had built a dam, and she knew that she wouldn’t be able to go back.
‘And Marquis Russell… He’s not going to cancel the contract, is he?’
It felt like there were goosebumps rising on her nape.
There was a reason why she was feeling anxious.
Radis knew that Marquis Russell’s decision was based on a complete misunderstanding.
First of all, it was a big mistake to think that Olivier Arpend, the third imperial prince, liked Radis.
If Radis really was just a normal sixteen-year-old girl, she would have seen the world around her with rose-tinted glasses, and she might have accepted Marquis Russell’s assumptions as the truth.
However, as her soul had suffered countless twists and turns in the cold reality that she experienced, she believed otherwise.
It didn’t make sense.
Considering that Marquis Russell had those long black bangs over his face like a curtain, he clearly saw it wrong.
‘If I rely on this contract, or whatever it is, I might get stabbed in the back.’
Didn’t even her own flesh and blood abandon her because they had been blinded by money?
So how could Radis possibly trust others?
As she watched the blurred outdoor scenery as the carriage sped by, Radis muttered.
“Marquis Russell will set up a meeting for me and Prince Olivier someday, but until he finds out that he was wrong, I’ll be able to stay at the Marquisate. In the meantime, I’ll have to find a way to live.”
While deep in thought, the carriage passed through the marquisate’s main gates and stopped in front of the mansion. It was only then that she realized she had arrived.
Radis got off the carriage, and there, a man with an enormously large, buffalo-like physique greeted her.
“Welcome to the Russell Marquisate, Miss Radis.”
His body was as big as a mountain, but his voice was gentle.
“My name is Allen, and I serve Marquis Russell as a butler. If there’s anything you need, please feel free to let me know.”
Dazed by Allen’s appearance as he looked more like a commander of guard knights than a butler, Radis barely snapped out of her reverie.
‘I have to stay here for a while, so I can’t look strange!’
Radis bowed her head to greet him, trying to look as polite as possible.
“Thank you for having me.”
Allen looked at Radis with a smile.
It seemed like all of Radis’ luggage was just the bag she was carrying now.
She was also dressed simply, as though she had come for a short one or two-day trip.
Allen beckoned behind him.
Then the servants, who were waiting to pick up her luggage, bowed down and greeted her.
“Please follow me. Oh, allow me to hold your bag for you.”
At Allen’s words, Radis waved her hands in surprise.
“I’m alright. It’s my bag.”
Radis had never been welcomed or treated like this in both her lives, so she was quite flustered by Allen’s kindness.
And in turn, Allen was also taken aback by Radis’ rejection, but like the seasoned butler that he was, he responded well.
“If the Miss is more comfortable with that, then that’s also alright. Please come this way.”
Radis attended Prince Olivier’s birthday feast not too long ago at this mansion.
However, since the banquet was held at an annex, it was her first time to enter the main mansion of Marquis Russell’s estate.
The annex had already been so gorgeous that she gaped at it, but the main building was like an entirely different world.
There were soft carpets lining the hallways, and it was a shame to step on them with dirty shoes.
There were no decorations along the hallways that revealed the owner’s taste, but everything that she saw was grand and luxurious. The columns showed excellent craftsmanship, and the walls were covered with silk wallpaper. Even the curtains were embroidered with gold thread.
Radis followed Allen as he guided her, trying not to look around so much. She held her old, dirty bag high to cover herself, as if it was a shield to protect her.
Arriving in front of a door, Allen politely opened it for her.
“This is the room that you will be using, Miss Radis. Please use it comfortably and consider it your own home.”
Radis doubted her eyes.
Behind Allen, there was a large drawing room through that door.
Overall, it was a room that had a bright atmosphere decorated with mint color tones.
In the center, there was a marble table that was so large that even if Zade, Margaret, David and Jurich were here to sit around it, there would still be so much space left. The walls were lined with antique paintings, while on each side were cabinets and decorative vases.
The room was full of warmth and a refreshing scent, as if someone had lit the hearth with the comforting smell of burning firewood.