Reincarnated Villainess Does Not Want Revenge - Chapter 102
Translated by: ShinigamiTori
The Reincarnated Villainess’ Wish 1
I stared out the window of my room for a long time, feeling dazed. I waited for time to pass while watching the droplets clinging to the window and listening to the sound of the rain.
Amanda, the head maid, told me to take a day off from work today. The other maids received similar instructions and nodded without asking any questions.
Everyone understood.
Today, the kingdom will undergo a major change.
The castle was eerily quiet. Only a minimum number of people seem to be working, and occasionally, the sound of footsteps echoes through the hallways. Each time, I glance at the door. However, the person I’m envisioning is unlikely to visit, and I was just needlessly tense.
I thought about doing embroidery to pass the time.
But, thinking about what Risel-sama is currently going through, I was in no mood to do so.
The view outside becomes dark, and I can see my reflection appear in the window. Before I knew it, it was night.
Unable to muster the desire to eat, but feeling thirsty, I poured water from the pitcher into a cup and gulped it down in one go.
At that moment, I heard a knock at the door.
I hurriedly put down my cup and stood in front of the door.
“It’s me.”
The soft-spoken individual was Risel-sama.
I opened the door and welcomed Risel-sama.
“…. Risel-sama?”
His expression was exceedingly somber, etched with sorrow.
I couldn’t find the words to continue.
Risel-sama stood there silently, his appearance heavy and dark.
My heart ached as I saw how different he was from the person who always showed me smiles and kind expressions.
?
How painful it must have been.
I remember being a contributing factor in letting that happen.
Even if it’s just because of Rosemary’s memory, I feel overwhelmed by the weight of that responsibility.
I silently led Risel-sama into the room and guided him toward the single chair inside.
In normal circumstances, it was an unbecoming act for a lady to be alone with a man in a private room, but since I was so concerned about Risel-sama’s state, I acknowledged the breach of etiquette and led him in.
Risel-sama also expressed a bit of concern about this, but after I gave him a brief smile, he sat down on a chair as if urged to do so.
I was about to prepare some tea for him, but as I moved to go, my arm was grabbed, so I looked at Risel-sama in surprise.
“… Is everything alright?”
I call out to him. But there’s no answer.
“Risel-sama…?”
“You’re….”
His downcast eyes looked at me.
“Are you… Lady Rosemary Hubert?”
He knew.
By entrusting that handkerchief and the message, Risel-sama will inevitably notice.
Even though it was something I had already known was going to happen, when it was actually brought up….
I touched Risel-sama’s hand, my fingertips remaining cold.
“… To be exact, I’m the reincarnation of Rosemary…”
I…
I revealed the truth, something I had never told anyone, to Risel-sama.
“I see… so that’s what it was.”
“Do you believe me?”
I expected to be doubted a little.
I’ve never seen anyone claiming to be reincarnated before.
I thought that even if I revealed myself as such, it was only natural for people to dismiss it as a lie.
But Risel-sama shook his head.
“When I saw Duke Rose react like that to your embroidery, I had no choice but to believe it. Is that embroidery the crest of the Hubert family?”
“…Yes. I imitated the one that Rosemary gave to Reynaldo?I mean, Duke Rose when she was young. Along with the crest, I added a rose from Rosemary’s name. This was at a time when it was said that embroidery with the name and characteristics of the giver on it would serve as a protective charm.”
“I see….”
It was a charm that gained popularity more than twenty years ago. The tradition was that the giver should sew an embroidery related to themselves and gift it to ensure the safety of a loved one or family. They would use designs representing their name and threads matching the color of their eyes and hair.
At that time, Rosemary often embroidered roses symbolizing her name and presented them as gifts to Alberto and Reynaldo.
“Duke Rose said he wanted to know more about you. I’ve never seen him so shaken before.”
“… I see.”
“Don’t you want to meet him?”
Risel-sama asked with a slightly surprised look, but I shook my head and refused.
“Ghosts shouldn’t have anything to do with living people. I know I shouldn’t give them gifts or words. But…”
It was hard to see Duke Rose… Reynaldo living in vengeance. I wanted to break him from that curse, even more so when I thought that the cause of his icy heart was my past self.
“My past self… The only thing Rosemary really wanted was for Reynaldo and Alberto to be happy. She kept hoping for Reynaldo to find happiness until her last moments.”
However, in reality, Rosemary’s death turned her brother into an avenger.
“All of his actions are also Rosemary’s sins. If it were Rosemary, she would try to stop him even as a ghost. That’s why…”
Even if it is only a little. I wanted to convey Rosemary’s feelings.
The truth is, I wanted to prevent it.
I wanted to separate my beloved brother from his blood-soaked reality.
“By conveying Rosemary’s words to Reynaldo, he might suffer. He might end up regretting it. Still, I didn’t want to let him live in revenge. This is probably my own selfishness as Rosemary.”
Rosemary’s feelings have been smoldering in my heart for a long time.
But I suppressed the yearning to meet him, I just continued to wish for his happiness.
“I have no regrets as Rosemary anymore… Honestly, I do care about Duke Rose and Knight Commander McClain, but I’m not Rosemary anymore, I’m Marie?”
I couldn’t continue speaking.
When I looked up, I saw tears streaming down Risel-sama’s cheeks.
“Risel-sama…?”
I didn’t understand what had happened.
I called out his name.
More tears spill from Risel-sama’s beautiful sapphire eyes and run down his cheeks.
?
Why?
My heart was so troubled.
I felt like I was being crushed by anxiety.
“I’m sorry, Marie.”
“Eh….?”
The abrupt apology left me bewildered.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry…”
Overwhelmed by sorrow, Risel-sama covered his face with his hands.
And then he shouts.
“I’m sorry… for liking you…!”
Those words,
They pierced through my heart sharply.
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