# 22
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“Did my father really make that girl the Crown Princess because he thought she would be useful to our work? On the contrary, doesn’t she just seem to be in the way?”
Not long ago, I remembered that I had to run after Evelin who was running like crazy, and even had to be humiliated and dragged by the Crown Prince's servants.
“That idiot must have forgotten everything we said before she got married. I said she should just do what she was told to do.”
“…So, I plan to meet Evelin in person in the near future. If I tell her well myf, she will understand.”
Augustin nodded.
“But because you are my father, you will be afraid, so you will understand. Hah, it seems that she has been visiting the princess these days.”
“I heard that story. All I have to do is speak well so she can understand. When she was fine, she was a smart kid.”
Duke Spellman's eyes shone coldly.
As a child, Evelyn was a very smart child.
She showed far more distinctive qualities than Augustin, who was born in the same year as she.
She was a genius who could learn ten things by teaching her one thing, and by the age of eight she could speak three languages.
Duke Spelmann believed that Evelyn had the future of the family.
But the disaster that occurred at the age of ten threw Evelyn into hell, and Duke Spelman was forced to revise all his plans.
“If she doesn't seem to understand, just make her understand.”
Duke Spellman drank his tea quietly.
“So, did you deal with the servant correctly? The Crown Prince is a quick-witted person.”
“I made sure he wasn't breathing, so there won't be a problem.”
“Stay calm for a while. If you keep doing wrong things, your tail will be stepped on. Do you understand?”
Augustin nodded dissatisfiedly.
Duke Spellman smiled.
Evelin, you seem to have forgotten how I was in the past when that gentle mask fell off.
What kind of punishment will you receive if you don't listen?
* * *
The next day, Sertin came to visit me in the morning for some reason.
“It doesn't taste good!”
I pretended to complain about the side dishes for no reason and observed Sertain's thoughts. He is a person who does not move without a reason, so what is happening?
Is the problem that we made eye contact yesterday?
I thought it went well.
Certain, who seemed completely uninterested in what I was thinking, continued his meal in an elegant manner.
Not long after that, Syrten finished his meal and smiled brightly.
“Do you feel any pain?”
He was eerily friendly.
“I don't feel pain. Is Sertin sick?”
I tilted my head.
“No, do you remember Roderick Roger, who you met not long ago?”
“Huh?”
How can I not remember? The humiliation I endured that day is still fresh in my mind.
I could barely suppress my lips from trembling.
Sertin smiled lazily.
“Don’t you remember your brother? He also played at home with Evelyn.”
Chh. Don't call him my brother.
“I remember”
“He said he wants to play with you again. This time, his little sister is with him.”
What kind of tricks are these?
Even his little sister?
Looking at Certain's expression, it seemed that his intentions were definitely not pure.
What is this dirty feeling? I feel uncomfortable, and like I didn't clean up properly after going to the bathroom.
“Don't you? You liked playing the other day. I think your brother would be very upset if you said you didn't like to play, Evelyn.”
It was as if Certain wanted to elicit a certain reaction from me.
Now that I see it, it seems like he's watching me.
I think his suspicions have deepened.
“Well, my brother Roderick is handsome!”
"… What?"
“My brother Roderick, he is handsome. He looks prettier than my doll! I love him!”
Certain laughed coldly at my words.
I knew he would pass it on.
Is it difficult to do it all at once? Is it hard to do it twice? If Sirtain caught me, he might be mistaken for Spellman's spy.
“When will we meet?”
“Should I ask him to come play with you?”
“Yes! I need to make something delicious.”
Serten wiped his mouth and stood up.
Then he looked at me once and left.
Three days later, Duchess Roger came to my palace with her children.
Sertin was there too.
A sweet little girl, about 3 years old, showed me a toy set that was much larger than her body.
“Hmph, they're doing this kind of business for adults here. So, let's go.”
A 3-year-old girl speaks with difficulty.
She arranged the stage sets in front of me one by one.
It was elaborate, as if it had been made for noble children.
The sparkle is beautiful too.
The three-year-old laughed evilly.
“Are you about to take something?”
“Ah, I won't take anything.”
This girl-!! I brought her here to show off.
Duchess Roger stared at us with a helpless expression on her face.
I replied with a deliberately frowning face.
Cerdin seemed strange these days, so I needed a trick, but this was a good chance.
Children can't stand shiny, "one-of-a-kind" toys.
I extended my hand towards two belts. Then I puffed out my cheeks and said, "Husband, buy me this too! I want this too! Buy it! I'm the only one who doesn't have this!"
Sertin laughed.
And the next day,
I got a play set that was more amazing and better than anything my 3 year old had.
There is also a cute doll's house.
I never back down.
Where should I use these games?
* * *
Leia Roger, Duke Roger's youngest daughter, grew up receiving all kinds of kindness.
In particular, after her grandfather retired and passed the duchy to his son, she received a lot of attraction from the former duke and his wife, who enjoyed watching their granddaughter's antics.
Leia stared at the dollhouse, her mouth square and her eyes wide.
“Wow wow...”
The three-year-old's round eyes sparkled.
The exquisitely crafted dollhouse, the most expensive thing the craftsman currently sold, was a gift from Sirtine to Evelyn.
Evelin barely swallowed a sigh and stared at the little girl with sparkling eyes.
“Wait, this is for you?”
"That's right! It's mine. You don't have anything like this, do you?"
I spat out words I couldn't get out.
I had long since grown out of the age of liking things like that, and it felt like something Sirtain had sent her to trouble her with.
But it seems that Leah took it differently.
After circling the dollhouse twice, Leah raised her head, puffed out her cheeks, and spoke to Evelin.
"Leia will get one too! I'll buy everything like it!"
“Huh, huh! However, it could probably be worse, right?”
Doing this with a 3-year-old was really successful, but now there were a lot of eyes watching her.
Evelin swallowed her tears. She could do nothing before Sertain's sleepy eyes, which were staring at her intently.
Evelin puffed her cheeks and stared at Leah.
Leah turned her head and stared at the dollhouse.
The girl's pale cheeks trembled.
It was clear that this elder sister, who had better things than Leia, was a great person.
“…What’s there besides a dollhouse?” Leah asked, raising her chin.
Evelyn brought all the stories, dolls, and games that were on display in her playroom.
These were the things that Sertin had bought and collected.
“Wow wow...”
Leah took the toys and dolls and played with them.
“Wow, she's great too!”
This child just used some very advanced vocabulary.