Count Philip Morris’s gaze turned sharply towards Evie.
So Evie had to feel like a criminal without any guilt.
“What have I done…?”
Evie thought, flustered by the sudden scowl.
The reason the Count, whom I met for the first time today, is staring at me so sharply.
“Because I am the sister of Duke Zion Laurel?”
That was the only thing that came to mind.
Just as Evie knew about the Count, the Count also knew about Evie.
Evie had been an unprecedented commonerborn candidate for a saint, and conservative Duke Zion Laurel had actively opposed Evie’s selection as a saint.
So Evie and Duke Zion Laurel had not gotten along very well.
When Evie’s thoughts reached that point, she looked at the Count with suspicion. It seemed unthinkable to pick a childish quarrel with such a renowned hero for such a reason.
“Let’s at least make eye contact.”
While pondering, Evie nodded her cute head to the Count.
But the Count continued to stare at Evie without flinching.
“Ah, what does he want?”
Evie forced a smile and swallowed her embarrassment.
In the meantime, other nobles began to look at Evie one by one.
The nobles, who were watching the Count, discovered Evie by following his gaze and soon began to whisper in a fuss.
So poor Evie let out a sigh inside.
She didn’t understand the situation, but if she remained still, she seemed to invite strange misunderstanding.
Evie could only smile broadly, hiding her confusion, and approached the Count, clutching her skirt.
The nobles cleared the way with excited faces. Thus, Evie, who smoothly faced the Count, greeted him politely.
“It’s nice to meet you, Count. I am Evie Ariate of the Manyanya Tower.”
You’ve been looking at me for so long. If you have any business, please speak now.
Evie knelt down with this kind of feeling, but what followed was a heavy silence.
Count Philip Morris, who had been glaring at Evie, did not even accept her greeting.
So Evie bowed her head and grumbled again.
“The young master has no manners, doesn’t even know how to greet.”
It was an embarrassing situation to anyone, but Evie was not particularly perturbed.
There were plenty in the past. When Evie first stepped into high society, such thoughtless nobles who ignored her. Compared to that, this was at the level of coquetry.
Evie trampled on the memories that came to mind and lifted her head.
At that moment, the Count was expressionlessly looking down at Evie.
It was an attitude without either friendliness or courtesy, but Evie did not mind and smiled kindly.
“I thought you were calling me, Count, but it seems my eagerness led me to misunderstand. Please forgive me, Count.”
As Evie lowered her body again, the faces of the nobles, except the Count, were satisfied.
That was the reason why the Tienda social circle loved Evie.
Uncommonerlike manners, the ability to smoothly package any situation, and that politeness to elevate superiors.
In addition, with the great favor of the gods and being very useful, Evie was really a pretty commoner that was pleasant to keep by their side.
The nobles were satisfied with such aspects of Evie, and Evie pretended not to know and continued to speak.
“I’m still very happy and fortunate to be able to greet you this way. In fact, I’ve always been waiting to meet you, Count, because I have something I really want to say to you.”
Evie said this, looking up at the Count with innocent eyes.
Then she anticipated two situations.
One was the Count continuing to ignore Evie, and the other was the Count, curious about what Evie had to say, reluctantly inquiring.
Whichever side it was, Evie was confident she could act very prettily.
So she waited confidently, and the Count spoke for the first time.
“What do you want to say?”
The Count’s voice was calmer than expected. At the same time, it was as dry as she anticipated.
A dispassionate voice with no trace of friendliness, but Evie was satisfied to hear the Count’s voice and smiled brightly. Then she spoke very brightly.
“You don’t have curly hair as you were born!”
It was the beginning of the curse.
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“What I originally meant to say was ‘Thank you for protecting Tiandavis, Count. The world is peaceful today because you are here. May God’s blessing be with you…'”
Evie, having finished her reminiscences, muttered with regretful eyes.
It was quite a decent plan. To express gratitude to Tiandavis’s hero in front of everyone, it was a sly opportunity to pretend to be a saint.
But the curse that started suddenly revealed Evie’s nature and ruined everything.
Thanks to that, Evie cursed the Count three times and babbled before fleeing the banquet hall. Then she cried all night, thinking that everything was ruined.
During that time, what snapped Evie out of it was her determination to become a saint no matter what.
Upon learning the ins and outs, Diess nodded with an impassive face.
“It is coincidental in many ways. Both the time when the curse began, and the target.”
“The most coincidental thing is the Count’s mysterious personality.”
When scheming men desperately battle for her favor in the male harem
This one’s also on my reread list! The rivalry, scheming between the men in the imperial harem are just as intense and thrilling as in classic palace drama novels, where concubines fight to the death. Give it a read, girls! I promise you won’t be disappointed.
Synopsis:
“I am not worthy of her… but I still want to be by her side, even if only as a loyal dog…”
Those were the painful whispers of Yue Guanyi – the proud Crown Prince of the Great Qi, who was torn between deep love and a guilty conscience. Despite holding the supreme power of the Imperial Guard, he still could not forget the dark past when he was sold into a brothel.
Fate played a cruel twist when Qiu Shuzhi – a young female official who had just passed the imperial examinations with top honors – stepped into his life. She did not know that she was the one who had saved him from a tragic fate many years ago. And now, her heart was the target of pursuit for both Yue Guanyi and the powerful Empress Dowager Qin Qing.
While Yue Guanyi only dared to silently care for and protect the one he loved from afar, the Empress Dowager Qin Qing openly expressed his feelings and did not hesitate to take advantage of his power to approach Qiu Shuzhi. The covert struggle between the two most powerful forces in the imperial court began…
Trigger warning: All men in this novel are yandere style.
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