How the Villainous Consort Avoids His Death Ending - Chapter 78.2
At that moment, Sir Gehardt cautiously approached and subtly stood beside me. His tone was no different from usual, but his hesitant posture clearly showed he was watching me carefully.
Then he said something astonishing.
“By any chance… did you fight with His Highness, the Grand Duke?”
“What?”
Instinctively, I snapped my head toward Sir Gehardt and glared at him. I was already unsettled, and this question felt like cold water being thrown on me.
“Of course not! Why would I fight Tristan?”
As if intimidated, Sir Gehardt hesitated, taking a small step back, and examined my expression with fearful eyes. His broad shoulders were hunched in retreat.
“No, that is not what I meant. I just noticed that Your Highness did not seem to be in a good mood today…”
Before he even finished, another voice suddenly interjected from the opposite side.
“Your Highness seems quite upset. Perhaps it is because of something His Highness did.”
“What? Who’s there?”
I jumped in surprise.
It was Sir Johannes. Somehow, without me noticing, he appeared behind me. He had approached silently, making my heart almost leap out of my chest.
However, Sir Johannes did not care about my reaction and simply shook his head seriously.
“His Highness does not look well at all…”
“……”
“It seems he has not been able to eat properly either.”
“Did he skip meals?”
“He did not skip them. But today, he only ate two meals, did he not?”
The afternoon sun was just beginning to decline. Before dinner, everyone had only eaten two meals.
“Is that not enough?”
“The amount was noticeably less than usual. His Highness is still recovering. Now that he is regaining his strength, he needs to eat properly.”
Tristan, naturally strong and healthy, had already risen from his seat and fully recovered as soon as he came to his senses. I wanted to tell him that he was being overprotected, but seeing the worried expression on Sir Johannes’s face made my heart settle slightly, just in case.
I felt a little guilty, thinking perhaps my presence had affected Tristan’s complexion…
I cleared my throat lightly and muttered a small excuse.
“We did not fight, and no one is angry. There is nothing to worry about.”
“Then why are you here alone like this? You are usually always near His Highness.”
“When have I been constantly with Tristan? It is not like that… I just… came out for a little fresh air…”
My voice trailed off as I became flustered, and both Sir Gehardt and Sir Johannes looked at me with suspicious expressions.
Seeing that expression, I could not bear it and quickly turned around.
“…I will go inside and rest. You should also take a nap if you have the time.”
I muttered to myself and, pretending to be calm, turned and headed down to the cabin.
But halfway down the stairs, someone was standing there, blocking my way.
“Prince Constantine?”
Was it not time for his nap? I glanced at the sky to check the time, and suddenly Constantine crossed his short arms and looked at me sharply. His chin was slightly lifted, and his gaze was firm, almost scolding.
“This time, you must forgive the Grand Consort.”
“…Yes?”
His sudden words made me blink in surprise. Constantine continued his reprimand with confidence.
“Yes. Even if your uncle made a mistake, he is sick, so you have to forgive him just this once. The Grand Consort is an adult. Understand?”
“…We did not fight, Your Highness.”
I smiled awkwardly and tried to explain, but the boy did not believe me. Instead, he frowned deeply and shook his head vigorously.
“Your uncle does not seem pitiable at all, Grand Consort!”
“I-It is pitiable, but…”
“See? So do not scold him too harshly. Understand?”
“Yes…”
Then Constantine, satisfied, quickly disappeared. I heard the small sound of his footsteps fading as I trudged toward the cabin in disbelief.
Before entering, I absentmindedly brushed my hair back. Why does everyone assume that I am refusing to forgive him?
I felt like a wicked Grand Consort who was tormenting the sick Tristan. While the original Ruellin might have played a villainous Grand Consort, I was not. From my perspective, it was entirely unfair. What did I do wrong?
Was it such a grave crime to attempt a kiss between a married couple just once?
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