# 39
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Mortega went out to meet Rosalina and headed to Oliver Hall. Then he and Rosalina entered an empty room.
The room was used as a reception hall.
What should I do?
It was necessary to calm Rosalina and bring her back gently, because keeping her influence on his side was important.
Mortega had a plausible excuse.
Mortega stared at Rosalina with tense eyes.
“What did His Highness the Crown Prince say?”
Rosalina took out a handkerchief and wiped away her tears. But when I lowered the handkerchief, transparent tears fell abundantly.
“…His Highness the Crown Prince said that there is no longer any need for you to bear the trouble of serving Her Highness from now on.”
Rosalina's face turned completely pale upon hearing those words. Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something.
This is not possible.
Why had she endured all these insults until now?
It was her goal to meet Cyrtain again at least once. She was using the excuse of reporting Evelin for drinking tea with certain.
It was also necessary for her to brag about herf by comparing herf to Evelyn.
She thought things were going well.
In Sertain's eyes, Rosalina was someone special, and his smile was directed at her alone.
But why suddenly?
“Have I done something wrong? Oh, does His Highness blame me for being away for a while?”
Rosalina said in a trembling voice.
“If so, I will go and see His Highness the Crown Prince! Allow me to see him, Mr. Mortega. I will explain everything to him!”
Rosalina shed soft tears. Her transparent face gradually became wet.
Mortega's expression became sympathetic.
He didn't know why Certain was avoiding Rosalina. Rosalina is someone who can often break down with one word from two biographies.
Such deep love can give two stories unconditional power.
‘His Highness the Crown Prince should take care of the matter before Lady Rosalina completely changes her mind.’
Count Karma's influence was not something to be underestimated.
He was the one who maintained this place during Sirtain's absence from the center.
He had many relationships with influential figures, and even more so, he was cloy associated with merchants.
This was because Count Karma held the Ministry of Commerce in his hands. All the rich people in the capital passed through Count Karma.
The quickest way to reach Count Karma was through Rosalina.
Mortega took a step back and took a deep breath.
His voice became more affectionate in order to soothe Rosalina.
“It's not what you think, Miss Rosalina. It's just that His Highness the Crown Prince thinks you don't have to do any dirty work anymore.”
“Dirty work?”
“Yes, even though you have the title of lady-in-waiting, you always clean up the mess left by Her Highness.”
Rosalina looked at Mortega through her handkerchief. Mortega's eyes were still shining at Rosalina.
His expression was as if he was possessed
His voice was also particularly kinder towards Rosalina.
“In addition, since Her Highness went through that incident, His Highness the Crown Prince saw that you might be in danger as well.”
Mortega said, as if to justify it to himf as well. There was no other explanation for why Cyrtain neglected Rosalina.
Mortega's mind played with the image of Sirtain when he came back hugging Evelyn as if she were going to die.
His face turned pale.
Anyone who sees Sertin's face realizes that he has lost his composure.
I can count on the fingers of one hand the number of times I've seen Sertin look so chaotic while spending time with him
'Does this mean she is such a valuable person?'
Mortega tried to dismiss that idea.
No, it shouldn't be like this.
Evelyn doesn't have to be a biography.
"Is this correct?"
“Yes, Miss Rosalina. So don’t worry too much, you’d better go home. Soon the ban will be lifted.”
Rosalina nodded, as if she understood what he meant.
“So, when can I meet His Highness the Crown Prince?”
“Once things stabilize, His Highness will definitely summon you.”
"Is this correct?"
“Of course, miss.”
Rosalina nodded. However, Rosalina, who was pretending to be kind, was thinking about something else.
'That woman is definitely the reason.'
Stupid Evelyn.
That damned woman.
How dare she sneak into the imperial palace in this state? If she wasn't from the Spellman family, she wouldn't even deserve to be sitting in that place!
Rosalina bit her lip, suppressing her anger, and swallowed her hatred with difficulty.
The scene of Sirtain with Evelyn kept repeating in her mind.
Evelyn stands next to Sirtain.
Sertin's own glances at Evelyn, as if she were a special person.
All those moments that swayed like the sun's rays on a spring day returned to her like a successive whirlpool.
That woman must have bewitched him.
Evelyn must have used some strange magic. There is no doubt that Duke Spelman would have done something like this for his daughter.
For Sertine's sake, she had to get rid of that woman.
'For you, Sirten.'
Rosalina hid her true intentions, while Mortega comforted her as she cried.
They spent a long time together before he finally left the room.
Enough time for Rosalina to enjoy his shy looks and blush as he stared at her furtively.
When Mortega left the ballroom, after ordering one of the servants to take care of Rosalina, he suddenly slowed his steps.
“Wait a minute…”
Mortega slowly looked around the banquet hall. He thought of Rosalina, who was in tears.
“But… I don’t think she asked about Her Highness’s condition.”
His heart froze.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember that Rosalina mentioned Evelin.
Mortega clenched his fist.
It was strange.
This cannot be true.
Isn't she known for being kind, affectionate, and caring for others?
Voices praising Rosalina could be heard anywhere across the capital.
But why?
“Could Miss Roina be involved?”
Remember what he said. Mortega stared at the banquet hall expressionlessly, then shook his head.
Mortega slapped both his cheeks with his hands.
“No, that can't be.”
Rosalina was the ideal candidate chosen by everyone, including the Crown Prince's advisors.
He tried to calm his confusion, and turned to leave.
There is still a lot of work to be done.
Two hours had not passed before Duchess Roger entered the palace.
Julia bowed before Cyrtain to greet him.
Up until that moment, Cyrtain had never left Evelyn's side.
He was told that shock and intense fear were the reason she had not woken up yet.
She needed to rest a little more.
Julia looked at Evelin's tired face warily, then whispered
“It looks like she can be alone for a while. Can we talk outside?”
Serten let out a deep sigh and nodded.
He left the room with Julia, but didn't get very far. They were still in the corridor in front of the room door.
Cyrtain closed the door and ran a hand through his hair, trying to organize his thoughts.
“Outside it's chaos, but in here everything seems calm. Is Her Highness okay?”
“Yes… you heard about it, right?”
“Yes. I heard a detailed explanation from the knight you sent. I brought three maids. They are from my parents’ house, so I think you can trust them.”
“Thank you. I must thank Demeter as well.”
said Certin in a heavy voice, while Julia sighed sadly.
“You can postpone it for later. I heard that she was kidnapped. I don’t need to know the details, but I know one thing… Your Highness, you shouldn’t be here now.”
“Julia…”
“I know you summoned me because you trust me. I will take care of her as if she were one of my own children. So, go now.”
Julia smiled weakly.
“Go and arrest those scoundrels, Your Highness. Don’t let anyone escape. The more time passes, the more evidence fades.”
Sertin looked at the bedroom door. Julia saw his hesitation, so she smiled lightly.
I realized it clearly.
'You've finally found someone to stop you.'
In Cyrtain's life, which had always been going according to his desire, there now appeared someone who stopped this wild course.