Episode 18: Secretly…button (6)
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βMaybe itβs for the best, Lady Brodie.β
The Silvanus maid gathered at Brodieβs residence and sighed regretfully.
βHow are your knees?β
βSeriously, His Highness Tarkan is too much.β
Despite saying that, their expressions were complicated.
Brodie bit her lips harshly.
She never imagined being rejected so roughly by a man.
βWhat part of that half-wit who wasnβt even treated like princess is better than I, Brodie?β
Brodie touched her face with trembling hands.
βThis scar!β
She traced the slightly rough skin with her fingers. She wanted to dig it out with her nails.
βIt, Itβs because of this. Thatβs why His Highness Tarkan treated me like this…β
βLady Brodie…β
βWhy am I…β
Brodie gasped and sobbed.
βItβs okay, Your Ladyship. We can call a priest later…β
βEven a priest canβt do anything about scars that are too old!β Brodie shrieked.
βIn the first place…in the first place, itβs that scorned thing that should have this scar…!β
Brodie ground her teeth and mumbled. Venom flashed in her eyes.
Rosalyn nodded her head and chimed in.
βYouβre right. The princess is the one who should have been burned with boiling water.β
Which is why Brodie went up to the princess with boiling water.
βIf she had met His Highness Tarkan with a face full of scars, things would have turned out completely different.β
βThen his Highness Tarkan wouldnβt be deceived by her appearance, and he would immediately realize how unsightly that scorned thing is.β
The maids comforted Brodie.
The more they spoke, the more distorted Brodieβs face became.
Right, everything would have gone to her instead of that scorned princess.
The strong and cool Tarkan, the dazzling jewels that Aristine was draped in, the silk that entranced people with a single glance, everything would be hers!
βIf things didnβt change…!β
Bang!
Brodie hit the bed and sobbed.
βLady Brodie…β
Rosalyn patted Brodieβs back, looking sorry for her.
βI think you need some time alone to calm down. Weβll give you some space.β
When Rosalyn said that, the other maids nodded and withdrew from the room.
βHah, by now, the Princess must be holding his Highness Tarkan without a single scar. I heard she just went to the training hall with a cake. Look how good she is at wagging her tail.β
She shook her head back and forth like she was talking to herself.
βAnd she even made some random knife to try and show off in front of the warriors.β
Brodieβs eyes instantly went round, and she turned to Rosalyn.
βKnife, my foot. Sheβs so uncultured that you canβt even fathom sheβs a princess. Like a savage.β
β…You said, a knife?β
When Brodie asked that, Rosalyn went βoopsβ and turned around.
βAh, yes. I heard she made a sword so sharp that a small cut will instantly cause injury.β
Rosalyn sneakily glanced at Brodieβs expression then she heaved a sigh.
βThis is so upsetting. A scar like this should have been on the princess.β
Feeling the gazes on her, Brodie quickly turned away as if to hide her scar. She wasnβt wearing makeup right now, so her scars probably looked bad.
βNo, that scum deserves an even worse scar for leaving such a scar on Lady Brodie.β
Brodieβs head lifted up at Rosalynβs words. Her eyes glowed with an ominous light.
β…The princess is making a sword, right?β
βAh, yes. I think itβs already been made? I heard theyβre keeping it in a room.β
βIs that so…β
Brodie mumbled absentmindedly.
βI see…β
Rosalyn stared at Brodie who was biting her nails and mumbled then she turned around.
As she slowly walked out of the room, a deep smile spread across her face.
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βLady Rosalyn, did something happen as you were leaving? Why did it take so long…β
βNo, Lady Brodie asked me about something. Itβs nothing important.β
Before the other maids could ask more questions, Rosalyn quickly changed the subject.
βBut, you know, Iβm worried about Lady Brodie.β
βI never thought His Highness Tarkan would act so roughly.β
βSure enough, a barbarian…β
As they spoke, the maids studied each otherβs expressions.
Rosalyn chuckled, βLetβs all be honest here.β
She leaned against the isolated outer wall and peered at the other handmaids.
βSavage, chivalry-less, rude. Despite saying that, we all think His Highness Tarkan is amazing, no?β
At those words, the handmaids swallowed heavily.
A powerful man.
Tarkan overwhelmed every man that they had ever seen. His face, body, ability, wealth, status, charisma. Every single thing was perfect.
Even though they cussed at him on the surface, they couldnβt resist wanting him. That was why they all felt driven to go together when they were bringing refreshments.
βFrankly, will an excellent man like His Highness Tarkan fall for that kind of temptation by Lady Brodie? If he did, it wouldβve been rather disappointing.β
The maids glanced at each other after Rosalyn spoke. Then a maid hesitated before opening her mouth.
βThat…is true. As you all know, Lady Brodieβs face is a little…damaged, right?β
βNaturally, even His Highness Tarkan will feel offended when someone like that approaches him.β
Rosalyn agreed enthusiastically and continued.
βHis Highness Tarkan is the hero of this country. Imagine how high his standards are. He wonβt let anyone by his side that easily.β
You can become special just by getting chosen by him.
Those words made the hearts of the maids flutter even more.
βLady Caelian, Lady Melodia. Weβre different from Lady Brodie, arenβt we?β
Rosalyn gave them a furtive look and whispered to them.
Weβre different from Brodie who was rejected. We are special.
They were sweet whispers.
The maids who looked troubled and hesitant to speak began to purse their lips.
βYouβre right. It might sound wrong to say this, but weβre on a different level.β
βShe must be overflowing with bravery. Imagine going to hit on someone without that kind of face.β
Rosalyn hid the slyness in her eyes and put on a smile.
βWe must act like the sophisticated ladies that we are.β
βWith an elegance that is on a different level from that scorned woman.β
βI wonder what His Highness Tarkan likes?β
Just when the maids were actively discussing a plan to seduce Tarkan…
βMy goodness, I didnβt think people were here…β
The handmaids were startled to hear a voice coming from behind them and spun around.
Tall with a slender and sensual frame, and deep blue hair swaying in the wind. Although they had never met her before, they knew who she was.
Especially because she was the woman who was always sticking next to Tarkan.
βDionna…β
When that name subconsciously left someoneβs mouth, the womanβs sea-blue eyes curves and she smiled.
βYes, you may call me Dionna, respected handmaidens of Silvanus.β
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Muchas gracias por la traducciΓ³n seΓ±orita Ruby!! πππ
Thanks for the chapter! β€οΈ
Ha,,, when will they get lost im so tired of these bitches π ty for the update!!
Thank you for the update Ruby-sama!
I was thinking to myself when Dionna would appear.
Thanks for the translation Miss Ruby
The maids and Dionna are so annoying but I must admit that their determination or stupidity are impressive. Thank you so much for translating !
So true!! Can someone tell me where do these annoying characters get the persistence and audacity to proceed with their evil (actually plain stupid) plans? I need to go there and get some persistence to do my π homework!
So true!!! Can someone tell me where the maids got persistence and audacity to proceed with their βevilβ (in reality plain stupid) plans? Yes, their families embezzled Aristinesβ money before but they were sent away meaning they were not important to Sylvanus! Where they got the self-esteem? the audacity? I desperately need to go there and get some for myself.
They had better leave Aristine’s money alone. But we know none of the maid’s are smart enough to see the danger.
Literally forgot dionna existedπ
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Thanks for the translation!
When will the novel end?
The novel raws ends at ch 183 and since the chapters are split, the translation will end at 366.
Rosalyn might be a bitch, but she’s got a brain
Bleh they are boring don’t waste chapters on them bleh, they’re horribly made characters pls no more waste… They aren’t interesting, keeping them stupid is fking annoying.
Some people are just so stupid you kinda feel like having pity on them and their underdeveloped brain but then you remember the bullsh*t they pulled and suddenly no more pity and no more mercy. And truly, flies flock together, like calls to like, they seem like the perfect group to have a downfall togethed