The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path Chapter 108

Published at 12th of December 2022 07:08:05 AM

He looked down at the pie, which would hardly go down one’s throat without a drink.

The scene he saw just now vividly passed through his mind.

‘If it’s what you wish, Lord Olivier, then of course.’

With such a shy voice, Radis said this as her cheeks were slightly red. Listening to this, Yves almost doubted his own ears.

She stood in front of the third prince as she was dressed like a lady in that beautiful dress. Seeing her like this from afar, Yves strangely felt his mood go down.

The lady standing there was different from the Radis he knew.

The Radis he knew often voiced out just how hungry she was, would gobble up so much meat with her mouth wide open, and would suddenly show off her great swordsmanship skills.

“You look like a completely different person, like you’re wearing a pie crust.”

Yves flung the tray away, then for no reason, he raised one thumb up.

“Good job!”

Dressed in a pie crust as she was, Radis looked like the perfect match for Third Prince Olivier.

“Your taste in women is the best, Your Highness the Third Prince. And me too—I’m great, too!”

His plan was a great success.

By masterfully recruiting Radis, Yves achieved the feat of destroying the impregnable iron fortress that Olivier had built up around him.

‘Next agenda on the plan— reclaiming the title of duke…!’

Suddenly, Yves Russell realized that his thumb was still raised.

“……”

He retracted that thumb, then he stood up.

Evidently, his plan had succeeded.

Everything was going well.

But strangely enough, it didn’t feel good.

As they made their way to the rooftop, the first thing Radis saw was the wide railing of the clock tower.

From this spot, the night view of the imperial palace spread out before them.

It was very quiet on the rooftop.

To the point where it’s possible to hear the crunching footsteps pressing over the thin layer of snow over the ground.

It seemed like a lie that the banquet was in full swing just below.

Leaning slightly against the railing, Radis spoke.

“It’s beautiful.”

Olivier removed his white fur cape, and he placed it over Radis’ shoulders.

The cape was surprisingly lightweight and very soft to the touch.

Her shoulders relaxed naturally, as if a soft blanket had been laid upon her.

Unconsciously, Radis rubbed her cheek against the fur that touched her cheek.

Then, she caught the light scent lingering on the cape.

Like lilies amidst the cold dew.

Looking at Radis with a warm gaze, Olivier responded.

“I’m glad that it looks beautiful to you as well.”

Radis glanced up at Olivier, then she asked.

“Your Highness… I mean, Lord Olivier. What do you think of the scenery?”

A smile that was somewhat unfathomable could be seen on his lips.

As he smiled now, he looked like he was hiding the slight disgust that flickered across his expression just now.

“I don’t like it.”

His words hinted at extreme restraint.

But Olivier’s smile disappeared as quickly as it had appeared.

It was almost instantaneous.

Still, Radis felt that this split second allowed her to understand a part of him.

Perhaps it was a part of him that he never wished to reveal.

Suddenly, an ominous feeling came over her.

‘What on earth… happened to him?’

In her previous life, she rarely ever heard about any of the political strife of the nobles.

Even so, one fragmented memory crossed her cloudy mind.

‘I heard that His Majesty the Emperor has finally decided on who his successor will be.’

At some point, Zade had muttered something like that.

‘Who was the successor?’

Right then, Radis’ mind was thrown into chaos.

She scrambled through her cloudy memories, trying to pull them out so she could remember.

But then, Olivier spoke.

“I’m sorry.”

“Yes?”

Radis turned to Olivier in surprise.

His expression was dark.

“I made a mistake. I shouldn’t have said…”

“I-It’s not like that!”

“……”

He seemed to have misunderstood the reason behind why Radis fell silent.

And he looked like he was regretting how he had revealed his innermost thoughts just now.

Radis wanted to say that this wasn’t the case.

Radis wanted him to know that she could understand his feelings, that it’s only natural for there to be times that, when you lay down at night, it feels as if you’re lost in the middle of an abyss of misfortune.

What kind of future was there for you, who is so beautiful, yet looks so unhappy now?

Just now, I was only trying to recall what happened, but…

‘I can’t say that.’

Radis nearly sighed.

Instead of letting out that sigh, she smiled.

“Lord Olivier, really, I’m fine with it. You’re allowed to dislike things.”

As Olivier’s eyes went wide, she saw how his pupils quivered.

He looked like an anxious child.

“Am I?”

“Of course. I also feel terrible whenever I think about my home.”

After Radis inadvertently said this, she was stunned by her own words.

She never imagined that she’d be able to say this aloud.

It’s as if she’d become a profane, impudent person.

It felt like her insides were going cold.

“I said something that I shouldn’t have said.”

Seeing her like this, Olivier gave her a feeble smile.

“We both made a mistake.”

“If it’s alright for you that we forget what happened just now…”

Facing the railing, Olivier stood tall. Then, he closed his eyes.

“Let’s start over.”

“Huh?”

“Tell me what you see.”

Chapter end