The Abandoned Villainess Decides to Take It All Chapter 63

Chapter 63

While Empress Lovellia was sweating as she tried to calm the princess, the crowd recoiled in disgust.

“Against a royal guest from another kingdom…!”

“I was planning to preorder that myself.”

“What if something terrible had happened?”

“For something like this to occur at House Tillard…”

Iris’s knees trembled.

No… this can’t be happening.

How could something like this happen to me…?

Just then, Lillian stepped closer.

“Watch carefully before you leave, Iris.”

“Ah…”

“If you’re going to make it next time, at least copy from a proper design.”

From her bead-decorated bag, Lillian pulled out folded papers and dropped them onto the floor.

“And it’s not called Fairy’s Bracelet. It’s called Blessing of the Moon.”

Iris’s face turned from pale to a sickly blue.

But it wasn’t only the design for Blessing of the Moon.

Lillian dropped several more designs she had obtained through Jared.

“Take these too, Iris.”

“Th… these…”

“If you’re going to make them, at least make them properly so you don’t embarrass yourself like today.”

They were designs purchased from the Archive.

Iris had believed it was safe—after all, they were supposedly sketches from talented but still-unknown designers, and she had paid good money for them.

Then why…

Why were they in Lillian’s hands?

Lillian placed a hand on Iris’s shoulder.

She would never admit it aloud, but the truth was—

She had truly intended to forget everything.

I was going to forget it all and just leave.

As long as she could avoid the dark fate awaiting her, she had been willing to pretend the past pain never existed.

But then—

“Why the long face, Iris? You should enjoy it.”

“Ah…”

“This is probably the last time in your life you’ll ever be treated like a princess.”

I’m human too, you know.

Sometimes I get angry.

Lillian smiled wickedly.

Iris’s face burned red instantly.

The words she had once thrown at her cousin flashed through her mind.

“Enjoy being treated like a princess. When else will you ever have a moment like this?”

She had hated seeing Lillian behave like the mistress of an entire castle rather than just a manor.

And now those very words were being returned to her at the most humiliating moment of her life.

“You…!”

“Iris.”

Iris tried to lash back—

but Ebren was already standing beside Lillian, holding her hand.

He looked utterly bored with everything.

“Let’s go as well.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“You scolded me earlier for teasing people.”

Lillian didn’t respond to his remark.

As the two of them turned to leave together, murmurs spread among the watching crowd.

The Second Prince stood there with a conflicted expression.

The Empress, her jaw trembling with anger.

Iris finally regained her senses and hurriedly stood.

“Your Majesty!”

Kuern rushed to her side.

Cowardly though he was, he at least recognized danger.

“Iris, don’t!”

“B-But—!”

“Don’t anger Her Majesty any further right now!”

The Empress had already brushed aside their elderly grandfather.

If they made the wrong move now, she might even shout that an S-rank Guide was useless.

The surrounding guests, who had been watching the situation carefully, finally seized their chance to escape.

“W-We’ll be leaving now.”

“Thank you for the invitation.”

“Until next time, Young Duke.”

None of them dared meet Iris’s eyes as they hurried away.

In truth, the most important guests had already begun preparing to leave.

Iris collapsed onto the floor.

“Ah…”

It was the first failure of her life.

And it was a catastrophic one.

Aftermath

A few days after the princess’s welcoming banquet—

The newspapers exploded with headlines.

“A Guide awakens after 20 years?! An unprecedented event!”

“The abandoned daughter of Tillard returns as the First Prince’s Guide!”

“Did Duke Tillard know of his granddaughter’s power when he cast her out?”

“What is Lillian Tillard’s rank?!”

Lillian reached a firm conclusion.

I’m surprisingly global.

Everyone’s going crazy.

Once she had been infamous as a ridiculous villainess.

Now people treated her like a miracle.

Meanwhile — At the Castle

Excited screams filled the castle.

The reason?

A paper bomb of invitations.

Margaret sneered as she sorted through them.

“Honestly! None of them even had the courage to greet His Highness properly before!”

Of course, she was clearly enjoying it despite her complaints.

Margaret looked up at Lillian.

“So, my lady. Where shall we go first?”

“…Why are you asking me first?”

“Isn’t that obvious?”

Her tone suggested it was perfectly natural that the choice belonged to Lillian.

Surprisingly, no one objected.

The invitations desperately wanted Lillian’s presence, almost more than the prince’s.

“His Highness will attend wherever you choose first!”

“Hm… I suppose I should bring him along.”

The banquet had come dangerously close to disaster.

And besides—

Why does the villain keep entering my room lately?

Ebren was sprawled across a couch like a lazy cat.

His cravat lay discarded on the floor.

That neat appearance from the banquet must have consumed the last drop of patience he possessed.

He had clearly noticed Lillian approaching.

Yet he didn’t acknowledge her until she stood directly beside him.

“Your Highness.”

…Are you alive?

After waiting a few seconds, she asked again.

“Your Highness, are you alright?”

“…Ha.”

Only then did he turn his head toward her.

His pale, beautiful face showed faint irritation and exhaustion.

His destructive impulses weren’t the only reason—he had always disliked people in general.

Still, enduring that entire event without destroying anything had been impressive.

“I’m perfectly fine, Lillian. I simply endured the urge to blow away those irritating faces.”

“….”

“Perhaps I should have just turned the Empress and my dear brother into ashes that day.”

He turned away sharply, as if even Lillian annoyed him.

Lillian silently thanked the psychological descriptions from the original novel.

Even when the First Prince appeared calm, a fierce war raged inside him.

His destructive impulses were strongest because of his power.

To resist shattering people required immense pain.

It’s time to give the dog some jerky.

Lillian gently took his hand and guided him.

“You did well, Your Highness. It must have been painful, but you still endured.”

“….”

“And thank you for helping me that day.”

She meant it sincerely.

Her grandfather’s cruel accusations…

And even when she had been sick with fever before—

This man had stayed beside her.

Only then did Ebren smile.

Lillian flinched.

It looked like a genuine smile.

“Then, Lillian.”

“Yes?”

“If I did well, don’t you think I deserve a reward?”

Ebren tilted his head and stared at her.

When a beautiful man looked at someone like that, it could be dangerously tempting.

Lillian might have fallen for it long ago—

If not for the spiderweb pattern spreading beneath his eyes.