Chapter 224
A Painting of the Villainess as a Young Lady
The words came out without much thought from Violet, but they caused more of a stir than expected.
ââ¦Someone else? Who?â
The voice carried a hint of anger.
Violetâs gaze remained on the sunlit surface of the water, so she didnât see Rajadenâs distorted expression.
âI donât think I need to report that to Your Highness.â
ââ¦You mean you wonât tell me?â
He was severely misunderstanding this. Even if he was the empireâs crown prince, there was no need for her to report her every move to him.
Annoyed, Violet turned to look at Rajaden.
The man who had been smiling brightly all day now wore a sunken expression, the smile completely gone.
âIâll ask again. Who are you going with?â
ââ¦â¦â
The voice asking the question carried a chilling tone.
It was a side of Rajaden that Violet hadnât seen before. She swallowed the words of royal insult that rose to her throat.
âWhy do you ask?â
ââ¦â¦â
Rajaden remained silent to her counter-question, then ran his palm over his face.
âSo, weâre still at just this stageâ¦â
He then pretended to be lost in distant thoughts, causing Violetâs expression to turn odd.
Truthfully, there was no reason she couldnât tell him.
If being the subject of gossip was the issue, she should have declined the invitation from the Crown Prince from the start.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Yet, something bothered her.
Violet sighed. She had realized quickly that Rajaden was quite guarded against Aldin, though she didnât know exactly why.
âYour Highness, if I may ask, has something happened recently?â
Violetâs question complicated Rajadenâs expression.
He was pleased, thinking she was concerned about him, yet his face also showed a mix of feelings, knowing she wouldnât worry about him so easily.
âThere are always many things happening. But more importantly, Iâm curious why Your Ladyship would ask me that.â
âIâve heard that you havenât been in good condition lately. I was wondering if something had happened.â
ââ¦Who told you such a thing?â
âJust here and there. That you havenât been sleeping well, bumping into things, suddenly smiling, or often doing things you wouldnât normally do.â
ââ¦â¦â
Rajaden fell silent, having guessed the informant.
Indeed, he had heard the same from Roen a few days ago.
Did I really act that strangely? he thought, without much self-reflection.
Unable to confess that itâs âbecause of my feelings for you,â Rajaden smiled without hiding anything.
Violet thought that his smile alone proved that he had become strange.
ââ¦Itâs nothing serious. Rather, Iâd like to hear about you instead.â
âIâve been well too. Her Highnessâs portrait will soon be completed, and itâs about time to schedule the exhibition. Iâll be busier soon.â
âAh, Iâve heard about that. Itâs already famous. Count Larsen has been spreading the word.â
âIs that so?â
Rajaden quickly changed the subject, and Violet accepted it calmly.
Although the conversation proceeded smoothly, Rajadenâs emotions fluctuated. He barely swallowed the words, âAnd, I heard you attended an art society gathering with that guy, Aldin.â
Instead, he made a slightly spiteful comment.
ââDo you have time to paint my portrait?â
âI do.â
Violet answered promptly.
Their eyes did not meet, making Rajaden even more uneasy.
âYou seem displeased.â
âWhen you were around while I was painting Her Highnessâs portrait, you talked endlessly. Iâm worried about how much youâll talk during your own portrait.â
In other words, it meant she expected him to be a nuisance.
Rajaden, who had hoped to use the time to win over Violet, wore a baffled expression. He then laughed out loud.
Ordinary nobles would do their best to flatter him, the crown prince, to not offend him.
However, Violet had never shown such a demeanor towards him, from the first time they met to now, despite the changes in character she had gone through.
Perhaps he liked that more. Stopping his laughter and squinting his eyes with a smile, Rajaden looked at Violet with a fond expression.
For the first time, Violet faced Rajadenâs affection-filled gaze directly.
Faced with an expression she never thought he would make, she stiffened in surprise.
ââYour Highness?â
âWhat if, hypothetically.â
Just as Violet was about to ask if he was really in his right mind, Rajaden spoke first. Startled, she quietly closed her mouth.
âWhat if I truly do love you.â
ââ¦â¦â
âWould you still reject my proposal?â
His golden eyes asked the question tenderly, yet they also harbored something dark and murky.
A feeling too stifling to be love, yet too sweet to be called obsession.
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