Chapter 12
Duke Sentoren pretended to be oblivious even after receiving Rivâs attention.
âMarianne sent a letter, huh?â
He picked up Marianneâs letter with the rose-shaped stamp and opened it with a knife.
His eyes quickly read two or so lines, and his expression turned into one with utter displeasure.
âIs this what you call a letter?â
ââ¦â¦â
Sweat ran down Rivâs back as she watched the letter crumple in Duke Sentorenâs hands.
âRead the letter, madame.â
âWhat?â
Duke Sentoren crumpled the letter even more and threw it to Riv over the table.
Riv carefully opened the letter and looked through the contents.
Duke Sentoren held his chin and stared at the back of Rivâs head.
âMarianne will soon become an adult, and the contents make me question her mental age.â
Marianneâs letter seemed pathetic and childish to Riv.
Only complaints and whining about not wanting to get married were scrawled messily on the paper.
The letter was concluded with threats to Duke Sentoren to take responsibility after the engagement gets dissolved.
Duke Sentorenâs forehead creased.
âMadame Katana, if you wanted to push ahead with the marriage, it would have been better to check Marianneâs letter.â
âI-I wasnât thoughtful enough.â
âMarianne must have enjoyed writing this childish letter by herself. She must be quite stubborn to write a letter like this.â
âI donât think itâs like that.â
However, it was actually as Duke Sentoren had said.
Marianne was vicious and petty enough to secretly write that letter.
âMarianne will do anything not to marry me.â
Duke Sentoren did not touch the gifts, perhaps tired after reading Marianneâs letter. Riv also couldnât think of an excuse, so she put the thought out of her head. There was nothing nice about getting on his bad side.
Duke Sentoren thought for a bit and then asked back, âDid Marianne say something to you?â
âN-No, nothing much, not that I remember of.â
âHmm.â
Riv was extremely nervous and anxious.
She was sitting near him, but she couldnât move quickly in Madame Catanaâs clothes. And Duke Sentorenâs gaze felt too strong.
What had she said when she first met this man? Recalling those moments felt excessively embarrassing.
She had kissed him.
She wanted to kill her past self who told the Duke to choose her instead of Princess Marianne.
âStop playing around, Riv Katana.â
Riv ignored the Dukeâs gaze.
The difference between her actual appearance and Madame Katanaâs guise was like that of heaven and earth. She thought it would be okay even if anyone said so otherwise.
âI-I donât know what the Duke is saying.â
âDid you think you could fool my eyes with that terrible disguise?â
ââ¦â¦â
The inside of Rivâs head turned white.
âItâs too obvious since Madame Katana is Queen Selinaâs maid. The queen would have made you take on a strange disguise, but you are probably the only maid who has put on that disguise for more than five years.â
âDid you research about me?â
She didnât think that a lame excuse would work for Duke Sentoren, who could find out about her just by asking who Madame Katana was.
Come to think of it, it was amazing that Rivâs sloppy and clumsy disguise worked for more than five years. Besides-
âThe dukeâs family treasure saved me.â
Riv returned to the past due to his heirloom, the ruby ring. The ring was still hanging around her neck.
She didnât know about Duke Sentoren, but for her, the Duke was a lifesaver. Riv stretched out and faced the Duke of Sentoren.
âSo, now youâre brave enough?â
Duke Sentoren, who was staring at Riv was much more overwhelming than a few days ago.
The pressure he gave off under the bright light was immense.
His eyes, previously drowsy, flashed threateningly. The red scar on his cheek also stood out.
Duke Sentoren was a natural beast.
Riv was the prey who exposed her weakness in front of the beast.
It feels like she was completely naked before his eyes.
Riv was terrified of his amber eyes. A strange smile lingered on the manâs mouth.
âYour style was so different that I almost couldnât recognize you, except your face and voice gave it away.â
Duke Sentoren rose from his seat and approached her side.
âWhat does he want?â
Riv was stiff because she did not know his intention. Even she had no immunity to men.
âYouâd better take off that terrible bonnet.â
The man who spoke to her, reached under Rivâs neck and untied the strap of the bonnet.
âWhy are youâ¦?â
âWait a minute.â
Duke Sentoren took off Rivâs bonnet with a sigh.
The hair that had been arranged under it was messed up at once.
âSo this is what you look like.â Duke Sentorenâs hand grabbed Rivâs face and dragged it towards him.
Riv tried to take off his hand, but her body hardened when it grazed her skin.
âWhat is he up to?!â
Duke Sentoren grabbed her hand and suddenly put it on his chest, right where his heart was.
His heart was beating hard.
âThe fact that Iâm interested in Madame Katana, donât you already know that?â
âM-Me?â
Riv stuttered without realizing. The only cloth Duke Sentoren had on was a thin shirt.
She could see his bare skin under the shirt. And she could feel his warm skin, muscles, and heartbeat under her palm.
âThis might be awkward.â
Riv was weak to this temptation. The moment she made eye contact with Duke Sentoren, she felt like a prey trapped in his deep amber eyes.
The blank feeling stayed for a moment, before his hands began to feel under her skirt hem.
âWhat are you doing?â
âHow many layers of skirts are there? I canât even lift it.â
âGet off me!â
Duke Sentoren fumbled over her thick dress.
He wanted to find her flesh hiding somewhere below it.
Riv tried to push Duke Sentoren off to her best.
âWhy are you doing this to me?â
He was neither hit nor pushed out.
In fact, he seemed to be very angry with something.
He whispered in her ear, trying to wrap his arm around Rivâs waist.
âWhat kind of deal did you make with Marianne? Did she tell you to seduce me?â
âW-What?â
Rivâs eyes expanded at such an unexpected remark.
âWhat do you mean by that?â
While stuttering, Riv realized why Duke Sentoren was pissed. Duke Sentoren seemed to think that Marianne had sent her.
The last time they had met, and this time too.
If Duke Sentorenâs scandal broke out, Marianne could break her engagement under that excuse.
âDid this man only think about Marianne?â
She didnât know about Duke Sentorenâs feelings for Marianne.
However, Rivâs existence was not important to this man at all.
The interest that Duke Sentoren showed in Riv also stemmed from Marianne.
Rivâs pride stung.
She laughed at herself, who was almost attracted to Lionel. Even her little heart that might have wanted him quickly cooled down.
âAre you angry?â
Duke Sentoren was looking at her, but what about it? From the beginning, this man had no intention of choosing her instead of Marie Anne. She guessed that he was just interested in what she was saying. And she knew one thing for sure.
âI donât have the talent to seduce the Duke.â
Madame Katana, who disguised herself, could not have caught anyoneâs attention especially if they didnât know the original Riv Katana.
Riv, who got up from her seat, stepped back.
She escaped from Duke Sentoren safely.
Come to think of it, this was the Duke of Sentorenâs mansion. The uninvited guest was her.
âIf you donât have anything else for me, Iâll go back.â
Rivâs dress suddenly slid down from her shoulder.
While she didnât see it, he had pulled it down, or maybe it was from the rough movements earlier, the heavy cloth had fallen off. Embarrassed, Riv firmly secured her clothes.
She became even more flushed because she couldnât see her bonnet anywhere.
Duke Sentoren was a swift man.
Riv couldnât help but want to crawl in a hole.
Duke Sentoren, who wondered about Rivâs embarrassment, said, âMadame Katana must not have been ordered by Marie Anne.â
âDuke Sentoren overestimates me.â
âWhat?â
Riv looked down at her horrible dress. Her appearance would have been terrible for anyoneâs eyes.
âI didnât receive Princess Marianneâs orders and I donât know much about things between her and the Duke.â
A maid seducing a duke? It was a ridiculous thought.
âIf Princess Marianne was going to seduce Duke Sentoren to create a scandal, she would have sent a proper opponent.â
âThatâs true too.â
There was no need to explain more, but Duke Sentoren talked about her condition.
âOne canât even tell how many people would be hiding in this terrible pile of clothes. Can you move in that outfit?â
âAre you done saying what you wanted to say?â She spoke to the Duke of Sentoren, quietly lowering her eyes.
âThe bonnet is on your left side.â
âThank you.â
As she turned around, the bonnet was there, as Duke Sentoren said. Riv bent over and picked up the bonnet.
ââ¦â¦?â
Duke Sentoren looked at the scene in a strange way.
âYou can pick it up.â
When Riv was puzzled, Duke Sentoren replied.
âIf you were fat, you wouldnât be able to pick it up easily.â
âIsnât that a far-fetched guess?â
When Riv snorted, he added again, âYour terrible disguise doesnât work on me.â