To You Whom I Don’t Love That Much (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 071

71.

Rosetta Toulon’s primary domain had been the Villbron Strait, but riding the currents, she often ventured as far as the Yezelben Islands or Tilsen on the southern continent. In the process, she had encountered numerous tribes unknown to ordinary people. Lady Audrey’s demeanor sharply stirred memories from that era—particularly the time she had been held captive by the Rimrock Tribe.

Forced to drink water inducing hallucinations, exposed to strange incense, and made to hear the same sounds repeated over and over… It was just like when a tribal shaman cast a group hypnosis.

The moment she realized it, the fine hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. Startled, Rosetta lifted her gaze and immediately met Lady Audrey’s piercing yellow eyes, which seemed to have been watching her all along. Rosetta suppressed the urge to bolt from the spot right then. The hands resting on her knees clenched tightly, yet her face merely showed languid blinking.

“It’s Diego.”

After a prolonged silence, Lady Audrey slowly resumed speaking. All the while, her lips and fingertips continued rubbing together. The sound was quite irritating, but oddly, her mind remained astonishingly clear—far from hypnotized. Whether the dose she had ingested was insufficient, or some other reason was at play, she couldn’t tell.

“Your Highness… what did you say?”

Rosetta dragged the end of her sentence slightly, speaking languidly. Lady Audrey seemed convinced that Rosetta was already somewhat under the drug’s influence. Her face, now stripped of all previous caution, was brimming with smugness.

“You seem drowsy. Why don’t you drink a little more tea?”

She coaxed gently, her tone twice as sweet.

“It’ll surely help you stay awake.”

She was fine now—but there was no guarantee the next sip wouldn’t change that. Yet flatly refusing might invite unnecessary suspicion. While Rosetta hesitated, Lady Audrey herself placed the teacup into her hands.

“Drink it all. Down in one go.”

…Damn it. With things having gone this far, she had no choice. Rosetta took the cup and, on the first sip, swallowed a mouthful heavily mixed with saliva. Then, as if her grip had suddenly gone slack, she let the cup slip from her hand. It fell to the floor with a clatter, splashing liquid in all directions. Lady Audrey, seated opposite, dodged the spill and muttered a curse under her breath.

“Bloody… filthy little wretch…”

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