Chapter 121.1

I didn’t know the answer. Which one was right, and which one do I think is right?

In fact, I thought it might be wrong now to come to see Harris.

But my life was always like that. I couldn’t see ahead, and there were only things I regretted.

If I had done well, my mom wouldn’t have died that much. It wouldn’t have hurt that much. Those thoughts bothered me too.

I was a bit scared of this moment, because what I’m doing might hurt us again.

‘But it’ll be fine.’

I looked at Sylvie next to me. Sylvie, who sat with his legs crossed arrogantly as if he wasn’t worried about anything, nodded silently.

He just folded his arms.

“What did you want to say? Why are you dragging it out?”

As I stared at her, Harris pursed her lips.

“Yes. I have something to say. Is that what you want?”

“Huh?”

“Because there’s something you want, don’t you?”

I spoke too freely.

Harris’s face, who had been looking at me until just now, hardened in an instant. Maybe she didn’t want me to know her condition, so she quickly drank her tea, before coughing, as if she was embarrassed.

“Huh, what do you mean?”

“It’s what you want.”

“Well, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Do you want to stay here? You want to live as a princess?”

It was my pure curiosity. What did Harris really want? Why was she doing this? I asked, but Harris looked rather uncomfortable.

“Are you really asking because you don’t know?”

“Yes, I’m asking because I don’t know.”

“I want you dead. That’s it.

At her unexpected words, I looked at Harris, who had been sipping her tea, before she put it down and smirked.

“Surprised?”

“Are you kidding me?”

“No, I’m serious. I want you to die.”

Sylvie, who sat next to me, smiled and looked at Harris.

“What are you going to do when she dies? You can’t be the real princess.”

“Well…”

“Or do you think you can trick people with black magic?”

For a moment, Harris glared at Sylvie with a determined expression.

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t try to hide it. Hiding it doesn’t make it hidden.”

“Hah, who are you to come in and make a fuss?”

“What do you mean? I’m her guardian.”

He pointed at me by slightly jutting out his finger.

“What are you talking about?”

“You’re probably changing the subject because you’re feeling guilty. If not, tell me. What makes you so confident?”

“I-I’m a person who deserves to be here, nothing else.”

As if trying not to get caught up in the conversation, Sylvie, who stepped back, smiled and made eye contact with Harris. It was clearly different from the friendly expression he always showed me.

“Do you still think you’re a princess who should be here? Even if you faked your blood results?”

“I am real!”

“Why? Don’t you believe that you’re a fake? Isn’t Bebe the real daughter?”

Harris’s hand, who was holding the teacup, trembled.

“I guess someone told you that. You were just a made-up princess. Poor thing.”

Sylvie, who twitched, poured tea from the pot straight into his mouth. I couldn’t do anything but blink at this unusual behavior.

Originally, I was going to taunt her today. Even at Sylvie’s provocation, Harris was caught properly. Her face flushed like a tomato, as if she was not used to hiding her expression.

Since then, Harris had been silent for a long time. It was like she didn’t know what to say, as if she was terribly embarrassed.

What should I say? I quietly looked at Harris.

At that time…

The surroundings became noisy. For a children’s meeting, the garden was already filled with knights and servants.

There were quite a few before, but more people came in.

People were so dense, as dense as bread.

‘Oh, it’s my dad.’

I wondered why there were so many people, and in the middle was my father. Dad, who looked a little tired as if he had finished urgent work, looked at us with an unhappy face.

I wanted to run right away, but I held it in. Rather than standing crooked, I straightened myself.

“Why can’t you speak?”

In the meantime, Sylvie urged Harris, who was silent again. Harris smiled with a much more comfortable expression than before, perhaps thinking it was finally over.

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