Translator/editor: ruby
However, back then, everyone thought it would just be a passing interest.
The situation became strange when rumors started to circulate about Prince Lartâs daily visits to Belindaâs palace to see Lucy and when he was eventually sighted hanging around with the maid even on the trip.
Could Prince Lart be serious?
After hearing about the fuss, the DeHill siblings couldnât just look on idly.
It was a matter of pride. The lowly daughter of a count dared to compete with a highly powerful duke.
Duchess DeHill was even the current Empressâs cousin.
Looking at it again as justification, it was only proper that the Duke of DeHillâs beautiful daughter would become the Crown Princess rather than that of a crumbling count.
â¦Dirty thing.
Duke DeHill scoffed at Lucy, who was standing behind Belinda.
Lucy Herb. She was beautiful, but nothing else.
You could find a beautiful flower anywhere. Lucy was just a lowly woman without a single advantage over his sister.
She seduced the prince with those beautiful lips and humiliated his sister by flirting with him?
How dare she?
âBrother, Prince Lart no longer replies to my lettersâ¦â
Recalling his sisterâs dismal whisper, Duke DeHill glared at Lucy.
It was his sister that had set her sights on Prince Lart since childhood, waiting for the day when she could become a princess.
He had no intention of forgiving Lucy Herb for hurting his beloved sister. Heâd been silent because they couldnât come face to face, but this trip was an opportunity.
Lucy Herb. If you harbor greed for an undeserved place, I will show you what a disastrous end youâll have.
Arrogant hostility burned in Duke Ruberos DeHillâs eyes.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
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In Shantiâs mansion, in the Shinsu forest, a strange silence was swirling around in the bushes.
ãâ¦â¦.ã
ãâ¦â¦.ã
ãâ¦â¦.ã
Pretending they didnât see the eyes watching them, the two brown leopards who had been rolling around together lazily raised their bodies with awkward expressions.
Shanti, the slightly bigger one, sighed and rubbed his face with his front paws.
ãChief.ã
ãYes?ã
Aymon replied calmly from a faraway bush. He had settled in quite naturally as if the front yard of Shantiâs mansion was his own, and the two leopards fooling around tried not to mind him.
ãWhat the hell are you doing there?ã
Shanti asked with a frown.
ãIâm watching.ã
ãWatching what?ã
ãYou two.ã
Shanti blinked at the casual response.
Thatâs right. All Aymon was doing was lying down there and looking at them.
It had already been a week. It was hard to understand why Aymon was hanging around.
ãWhy? Why are you watching?ã
ãBecause Iâm bored.ã
ãâ¦â¦â¦ã
Shanti sighed.
Bored? Hanging around with nothing to do was really Aymonâs specialty.
Every time Shanti went to look for him, Aymon relentlessly hit him and told him to go away, and when he asked if he was bored after lying down all day, he closed his eyes and didnât answer.
Why did that same Aymon suddenly show up saying he was bored?
Well, he could come if he wanted to, but why did he have to interrupt othersâ relationships?
ãIâm bored. I want to see you so much that Iâm going crazy.ã
Aymon muttered, pressing down on the grass.
ãWhat? What are you bored about and what do you want to see?ã
Aymon pressed down on the grass a few more times before replying with his head buried in his front paws.
ãYouâre annoying. Donât talk to me.ã
ãYou littleâ¦.!ã
In a fury that overtook his instinctive fear of the chief, Shanti nearly inadvertently jumped on Aymon.
However, Halla swiftly stepped on his tail and stopped him.
ãHold yourself back if you donât want to get beaten up.ã
Heâd almost lost his head for a moment, but on second thought, getting hit by Aymon hurt a lot. He was a stupidly strong bastard.
Shanti hit the ground with his front paw, his fur standing up.
ãWhat the hell is wrong with him?!ã
Maybe Aymon, his friend and the new chief, was the most shameless beast out there.
He came to someone elseâs house, interrupted their good times, muttered something about being bored, then when nicely asked why he was bored, he told him to leave him alone.
How could someone fully grown have such a wayward personality?!
ãLetâs attack together and kick that shameless chief out of here!ã
Shanti complained sincerely, showing his fangs. Halla shook her head at her lover with a sour expression.
ãYou know a surprise attack wonât work, and yet you still want to go at him? Do you want to die? Go do it alone. I wonât do it.ã
Halla replied.
The Shinsu pecking order was rigorous. Elders were favored, but that was it. Otherwise, they were ranked solely by strength, regardless of gender or age, and no one could outdo Aymonâs power.
Even with his personality, that was the way things were.
Shanti twitched nervously when he heard Hallaâs answer.
ãReally, what is wrong with Aymon?!ã
ãI donât know. When have we ever understood him?ã
Even among the unruly beasts, Aymon was always the most self-indulgent.
If he was only less powerful, he would have had a very rough childhood, but like a gangster, he didnât have any claw marks on him and eventually became the chief.
Shantiâs tail fluttered restlessly as he complained about the unfair situation.
ãGo away, go! Iâm in a relationship, too! Someone has to make Shinsu descendants!ã
ãIt isnât even the breeding season. What descendants are you talking about?ã
Aymonâs answer was as calm as ever, despite Shantiâs heated words and fangs.
ãIt might not be, but does that mean you have to see all of my personal life? Huh?ã
ãItâs up to you what you show. Why are you asking me?ã
Aymon replied sternly to his angry friend. His relaxed appearance only fired up Shanti further.
ãWhy did you come here and make a fuss?! If youâre so bored, go find your precious human and look at her all day instead!ã
Aymonâs eyes changed when he heard that phrase, quickly going from lying around with a bored face to standing up with sparkling eyes.
ãCan I do that?ã
ãWhat? Do what?ã
Shanti asked back foolishly with a confused expression.
What would he want to do? Why was Aymon so happy with just the prospect of watching a human?
Aymon ran out of Shantiâs yard with a happy look on his face, leaving no answers to Shantiâs confusion. He just stood blankly staring at the bushes Aymon had been sitting in a moment ago.
What was the matter with the chief for him to leave so suddenly after ignoring his previous pleas to leave?
ãWhat the hell, seriously.ã
He shouldâve been happy to finally get rid of the annoyance, but instead, he was left with his whiskers twitching in confusion.
The giant black leopard that had just left sprang out of a bush again.
ãHey.ã
ãWhat?! What is it?!ã
Shanti yelled back in surprise when he saw Aymon, quickly pulling his tail back to avoid a possible strike from his front foot.
However, instead of a smack, he received an imposing demand from Aymon.
ãFind out where the resort on the Gerban Peninsula is.ã
ãThe Gerban Peninsula? What is that? Where is it?ã
Shanti pulled his neck back. What was this again, out of the blue? Why would a Shinsu who had spent his whole life in the Shinsu forest know where the Gerban Peninsula was?
ãYou donât know, right? Thatâs why youâre going to go and find out.ã
ãWho, me?ã
ãYes, you.ã
Aymon said, holding down his throat as if he was annoyed to have to say it a second time. Judging by his scrunched nose, he was likely to show his fangs if he had to repeat himself again.
What a gangster!
Shanti, dragging around his front paw in the face of the injustice, eventually had to stretch out his tail and trudge away towards the palace.
If he was told to do it, he had to do it. Even if it was dirty. It was the chief in question here who knew nothing but force. He had no idea where to go or who to ask, but he had to go anyway.
It felt like he was paying for having bullied Aymon as a child. Leopards had to lead a good-natured life too.
ãRun.ã
Aymonâs calm voice rang behind his back.
ãâ¦..Ackâ¦.!ã
Shanti turned around to glare at Aymon and started to run for his life.
Heâd find out the location of the Gerban Peninsula, or whatever it was, and tell the damned chief what he wanted so heâd leave him alone!
Just leave me alone for a bit, I beg you!
Shantiâs head was filled with thoughts of injustice.
***
Duke Ruberos DeHill smiled at his younger sister, who was sitting in front of a mirror with a dazed expression.
âNo matter what anyone says, you shine the brightest, Claire. There might be lots of beautiful women out there, but not one that is as clever and thoughtful as you are.â
ââ¦â¦â¦..â
âKeep your chin up, Claire. You know that the princeâs whims all pass in a day. Soon, heâll lose interest in that maid and come back, so donât worry.â
A confident smile appeared on Ruberosâs face.
He was obviously right. Lart, always as whimsical as ever, still behaved like that.
Perhaps because he grew up without lacking anything, Prince Lart often paid shallow attention to things, and by the time his interest grew more profound, he already moved on to something else.
The same was true of his love life. Heâd never had a serious relationship with anyone. They were all passing encounters, and it was only Ruberosâs sister, Claire DeHill, who was always around.
Of course, it was all under the excuse of being friends, but it was clear a relationship that accumulated like theirs would only become closer over time. It wasnât comparable to some boring maid who was only passing by.
Duke Ruberos looked down fondly at his sister. The reason she was so down was what had happened yesterday. Things had gone in an unexpected direction when Ruberos took the maidâs seat. As Lucy got up and hurried away, Lart, too, got up to speak to him.
âWas your journey so tiring that you have to force Lucy out of her seat, Ruberos?â