6.5 The Struggle of a Reincarnated Marquis’ Daughter
As I pictured Alfred’s face, I repeatedly opened and closed my lips.
I can’t be controlled by someone living in my heart until I die.
In such a miserable mood, I decided to be honest with all my strength.
“I love you…”
The words I uttered entered my ears and landed in my chest.
Ah, that’s right. I simply loved Lord Alfred.
Once I realized this, my heart brought the words to me, and I repeated “I love you” over and over again. They were words I thought I’d hesitate to even let into my heart, since I had bought the fiancée position with money.
I want to see Lord Alfred for one last time…
A hot feeling welled up from the depths of my chest. The fact that I was despised for my face, my heart, and my personality was too painful and agonizing, even if it was too late now.
I wished I could also hallucinate. I wanted to see things that couldn’t truly be seen with my eyes.
With this damn high fever and mushy head, I should be able to see hallucinations of Lord Alfred…
Every time I heard a clanging or rustling sound, I got hopeful that it might happen.
Now, now is the time for him to come out. Let me dream too…
As I was straining my ears, through the clattering I heard a heavy bang. The hallway was extremely noisy, things were constantly bumping into each other, and it felt like the room was shaking.
I wonder if someone fell. Come to think of it, who was accompanying them now? Liz had just left to take over…
The sounds of things falling, voices like ‘woooh,’ and other such commotions continued echoing in the hallway, as if there was a big sports festival going on.
What’s that…? Did they hire a clumsy newbie…?
The sound eventually stopped.
In my blurry vision, I saw something glowing dimly.
I narrowed my eyes to focus. A person slowly entered the room with the light at his back.
“…Aah, here he is, Lord Alfred’s illusion…”
I didn’t know if there was a proper way to deal with hallucinations, but even though I was planning to act surprised if I saw him, I couldn’t help but nod in admiration.
Welcome. Thank you for your kindness. I couldn’t help but laugh. Just how badly did I want to see his illusion?
“Juliane.”
Lord Alfred’s illusion was in pretty bad shape. I stared at his appearance with my mouth open.
“How strange… I was expecting to see a dreamy, mysterious Lord Alfred. Someone so beautiful, I’d lose my mind…”
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