44. My Promise to the Prince!
“What I’ve done on the battlefield is nothing sort of terrible! Even the royal family must’ve found it appalling!”
“…T, that’s right—! His Majesty the King was very angry—!”
“For that reason, I’d like to apologize.”
Charlotte, who interrupted Randolph, smirked.
“Hence, by consider this place as my homeland, I merely meant I would devote myself to this country. To refer to myself as one of your countrymen—by no means did I intent to come off as impertinent, and never again.”
While placing a hand on her own chest, Charlotte respectfully told him.
“I’ll do my best for the royal family. If I disobey this, I—who violated the contract, would suffer a fate worse than dying, yes?”
“…!!”
Charlotte’s smile made Randolph twitch. Then, as if it wasn’t enough, Charlotte added.
“I can promise you this. I won’t begrudge the fact that I’m the slave of the royal family. Rather, I’ll happily accept my fate.”
However, Charlotte stopped.
Oswald, who stood behind her, suddenly covered her mouth.
“…!”
Just like that, forcibly and also gently, she was held from behind.
Then, Oswald whispered in Charlotte’s ear.
“That’s enough.”
Lord Oswald…?
Under normal circumstance, Charlotte would’ve freaked out right there and then.
However, she somehow managed to retain her sanity due to the pain and desperation in his voice.
“Charlotte, by making too many vows, you’ll only render the contract spell ineffective. Meanwhile, His Highness Randolph should be fully aware to the characteristics of His Majesty’s contract.”
“Oswald, you…!”
“Your Highness Randolph, I’d like to apologize for Charlotte’s uncouthness, so please accept it.”
“Accept it!? Are you stupid!? Who do you think—”
“—Did you forget?”
The atmosphere in the courtyard tensed once again.
“She’s presently my wife.”
“—!”
Randolph could be heard gritting his teeth.
“…I’ll let you off with just this today. Besides, I told you that I was just going to admire the look on the saint’s face.”
“Then, it looks like you’ve accomplished your request—Charlotte, give His Highness a proper greeting.”
“Of course, Lord Oswald. Good evening, Your Highness Randolph.”
Randolph clicked his tongue and began to head to the banquet hall.
“Well, who cares…”
As the prince muttered, his back soon vanished amidst the crowds.
In the once again quiet courtyard, Oswald sighed deeply.
“—Damn! Judging from what he said, it’s very likely that he’ll continue to harass us in the future.”
Exhausted, he swept his bangs with his hands. His irritated, yet lazy gesture spoke of his inner disgust.
“…Ah—Charlotte, just now…”
“…”
In consideration of Charlotte, Oswald began to choose his words.
“His Majesty the King is ruthless and cruel, but also profit-oriented.”
He continued.
“Precisely because you’re the peerless saint, he won’t allow you to do anything that’ll compromise your worth. Therefore, His Highness Randolph shouldn’t be able to misuse the contract magic without His Majesty’s permission.”
“…”
“In that regard, you can be rest assu—Charlotte…?”
Startled, Oswald grabbed Charlotte by her shoulders and spun her around.
“…No way.”
The moment she looked directly at Oswald’s face, various things in Charlotte collapsed.
“Uuuuuuwaaaaahhh…!! F, for the first time in 12 minutes and 48 seconds, Oswald’s face is right in front of me again…!!”
“…This again?”
As she covered her face with both hands, Charlotte stewed on the feelings she had repressed for so long.
“I, I can’t, just now, that was the finishing blow…!! Even though I can barely handle Lord Oswald as it is, what was that just now…!? M, my wife, he said—!!”
“—Just forget about it!! It couldn’t be helped, otherwise, what else are you going to say!? For the most part, you were the one who ran your mouth—”
“Ah… I can’t… the sensation of Lord Oswald’s hand, along with the scent of your perfume… I’m so dizzy…”
“Hey!? Why would anyone faint for such a reason!?”
Even if he says that, it is what it is, so it can’t be helped.
Charlotte joined her hands, and with a peaceful smile, proceeded to relinquish her consciousness.
“—Dammit! Hey, excuse me, you over there. Please inform His Majesty’s attendant that due to her health deteriorating, I shall cast a teleportation spell to escort her back—”
—Aah, I can hear Lord Oswald’s beautiful voice from above. I’m sorry for the inconvenience, and thank you for the lullaby…
Then, alongside her receding thoughts, she began to ponder.
Before I lost my memory, I was a villain.
…How did you use to look at me back then?
With that, Charlotte lost her consciousness.
***T/N: Fangirl Charlotte is back you guys.
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Ik starting to wonder how much her past behavior was herself taking revenge on the Royal Family and their country for the slave contract or the royal family making her seem like trash to tarnish the name of her former country in sick pleasure