Reincarnated Villainess Does Not Want Revenge - Chapter 74
Translated by: ShinigamiTori
Even if It’s Only a Dream
The surrounding servants are surprised to see Alberto rushing around the palace, but the person himself ignores the reactions of those around him and heads for the infirmary.
There was only one reason for his haste – he had received word from a member of the Knights’ Corps that Marie had fallen ill.
When Alberto asked him about the details of what had happened, he insisted that he ask Reynaldo for the details.
He was too frustrated to spend time listening to him anyway, so he finished the minimum amount of work he had to do and returned to the palace on horseback, and by the time he arrived, the sun was setting.
Even though the obstacle that could have affected her had finally disappeared,
Revenge was over, and the Queen was captured. Why now, when there was nothing more to worry about?
Upon arriving at the royal palace, he immediately sought out Reynaldo to hear the details.
He wore a sorrowful expression as he simply conveyed that Marie had lost her memories of Rosemary.
“Hey, Alberto. Even if her memories of my sister disappear, can you still love her?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean it as it is. Are you in love with Marie, or is it Rosemary, my sister, whom you love?”
“That’s…”
He’s at a loss for words.
“If you love Marie because of your feelings for my sister, then please give it up. If you don’t have the confidence to continue loving Marie now that she has lost her memories, it may be necessary to rethink things.”
“…. I want to see her first.”
Is Reynaldo taking this opportunity to tell him off, or has her memory really been compromised to this degree?
His own feelings didn’t matter at this point. First and foremost, he wanted to know about her well-being.
“Marie is in the next room.”
As soon as he learned that she was in the adjacent room, Alberto left the room.
Speaking of Reynaldo…
“Now, let’s see how much the teasing has worked.”
Reynaldo looked at the door where Alberto had left, his attitude shifting from the earlier sorrowful expression to an almost nonchalant one, as if it were all a lie.
Alberto tapped lightly on the door of the adjacent room. When there was no answer, he opened it slowly.
The smell of disinfectant from the infirmary was carried by the breeze blowing through the open windows and reached Alberto.
Marie wasn’t on the bed; instead, she sat on a chair by the window, gazing outside.
Noticing her lack of movement, he approached her to see if she was taking a nap.
As expected, Marie was dozing off.
Relieved, especially since no wounds are visible, he gently picks her up and carries her to the bed so as not to wake her from sleep, thinking she will catch a cold if she doesn’t.
Isn’t it enough to just love the way she sleeps peacefully?
Reynaldo’s words remain in his heart.
Can he continue to love Marie even if Rosemary’s memories are gone?
That kind of thing….
“Even if you ask me suddenly, I don’t know…”
He thought he had whispered in a low voice, but Marie’s eyelids began to flutter.
Did he wake her up?
Although he feels apologetic, Alberto waits for her to wake up, wanting to talk to her as soon as possible. But even as Marie looked at Albert with her honey-colored eyes wide open, she didn’t say a word.
“Marie?”
He was worried that she might have forgotten about him along with her memories, but when he finally saw Marie smile, he was reassured.
“Are you alright? What happened?”
Alberto had wanted to get more information regarding what he’d heard from Reynaldo, but Marie’s unexpected action brought all his thoughts to a standstill.
Getting up from the bed, Marie clasped his hand with both of hers and tightly squeezed it.
He was so flustered by the appreciative touch that he forgot what he was supposed to ask.
He’d never seen her touch his hand with such an affectionate look before.
Seeing Marie’s appearance change as if she were a completely different person, Alberto understood that her memory was still muddled.
“Marie. Reynaldo told me that your memory is still hazy, right? If you have any concerns, please let me know. I want to ease your worries, even if it’s only a little.”
Alberto grabbed her hand back, keeping it in his grasp. He brings their faces closer to scrutinize her expression.
Something felt off.
Although her appearance and figure are undoubtedly Marie’s, he can’t shake the feeling that something’s not quite right.
“Marie?”
He had an odd urge to call her name to make sure.
Marie then shook her head.
Wrong.
She says it’s not Marie.
Then, who is this woman in front of him?
Her grip loosened slightly, and she took out a hair ornament from her pocket.
It’s one of the hair ornaments he gifted to Rosemary about twenty years ago, if he recalls correctly. He remembered it because Rosemary had taken a liking to it and used it frequently, despite its being cheap.
Alberto alternated between looking at the hair ornament and Marie’s face.
He whispered a name he didn’t think was possible.
“… Lady Rosemary?”
Much to his disbelief, she laughed.
She appeared similar to Marie, yet her smile had a refined elegance befitting a noble.
Isn’t this the exact opposite of what he had heard from Reynaldo?
He had stated that Marie had forgotten Rosemary’s memories. But now, she affirmed that she was Rosemary, not Marie.
?
Confused and uncertain about the truth, Alberto felt a firm hand gripping his, guiding his attention toward her.
He’s constantly unsettled by Marie’s uncharacteristic behavior. If she’s really Rosemary, what will happen to Marie’s memories and consciousness?
“Alberto.”
Marie calls his name softly. It was an address without the usual honorifics she used.
“Please give me a moment of your time. Just this one moment while Marie is asleep.”
“Asleep?”
“Yes. It’s just a moment while she’s sleeping. Please think of it as a temporary dream and let me talk to you.”
The last time he saw Rosemary, speaking in Marie’s form, was when they were seeking revenge against King Gray at the royal palace.
Rosemary’s appearance, almost like a mirage, diminished not only Reynaldo but also Alberto’s desire for revenge.
Although there’s a part of him that’s wondering ‘Why now?‘, he also finds himself rejoicing in this reunion.
Even if it’s just a fleeting dream,
He wants to embrace this dream with open arms.
“Is it really you?”
Alberto asked her, still quite shaken and unable to believe it.
Sure enough, she smiled just like she did back then.
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