I Become The Wife of The Male Lead - Chapter 114
Chapter 114: A battle of sincerity [unedited]
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When the delegation arrived at Viscount Aden’s estate, where they were supposed to stay, it was already at night. They unpack their luggage in the accommodation as soon as possible so they could have a rest.
Sigren didn’t really care where he slept because, in the end, they would set out early in the morning. However, he was invited to the lord’s castle. Sigren accepted the hospitality. Besides, it was also hard to say no.
Well, his honest reason was because of Fiona. He didn’t want Fiona staying at a regular inn. Viscount Aden’s castle would be much more comfortable for her.
“Your Highness, it is an honor to have you to come all the way here.”
Viscount Aden was a middle-aged man with a very ordinary look.
“I’m going to owe you for a moment.”
“It is an honor for us to have the opportunity to serve you.”
Viscount Aden’s family was introduced. It was a routine procedure.
For a moment, Sigren saw Fiona greet Viscount’s daughters very friendly. They seemed to be of similar age.
After some time, Sigren caught Fiona who was trying to go to her allotted room. They hadn’t had a proper conversation all day.
“Have you been having a hard time coming here?”
“It was okay.” Fiona grabbed his arm and took him into her room.
Sigren was slightly dumbfounded by her defenselessness.
“What about Kwonter?”
“Of course, he’s in town. It’s not like anything dangerous would happen in the lord’s castle.”
“I asked about him because he is your escort.”
“The only time I need him as an escort is when we fight monsters.”
Well, Fiona was strong. She didn’t need Kwonter’s help except when fighting monsters.
“Are you fine to be alone with Kwonter?”
“Yes, it’s more fun than I thought.”
Abel called Kwonter a shitty dog, but when Fiona looked at him, she remembered the golden retriever she had seen as a child. He might not as cute, but his unique relaxed atmosphere was roughly the same.
Sigren placed his hand lightly on Fiona’s cheek.
Fiona rubbed her cheek gently on his hand, “Sigren, what’s wrong?”
“Can I kiss you?”
Fiona’s eyes widened for a moment. She then licked her lips slightly. She seemed worried.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
“Pardon me, I want to inform you that the dinner is ready.”
“I’m going out,” Fiona said suddenly.
At this point, even heaven seemed to try to distract their relationship. Sigren sighed regretfully.
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A splendid meal was served in the dining hall. It was clear that a lot of effort went into it. It was unexpected hospitality. Sigren was aware of his position. Although he was a member of the imperial family, his position was still ambiguous. So he thought that they would only serve a decent meal, or at least they would not neglect him. But that was not happening in the dining room. The Viscount himself even handed Sigren a glass of, according to him, a precious wine.
Sigren drank in moderation, to give a face to the viscount and not to be rude. He was an illegitimate child, he has to make an effort to avoid rumors circulating that he did not know any etiquette.
The Viscount was a person who was more interested in himself than Sigren thought. To be exact, it seemed that the Viscount wanted to catch Sigren’s attention. The crown prince’s reputation plummeted because of the recent scandal, and it seemed some nobles had been trying to walk on a tightrope toward Sigren, and this viscount was exactly like one of those nobles.
As bedtime approached, Sigren went back to his room. He wanted to talk to Fiona, but she must be resting.
“Your Highness, I’ve been waiting for you.”
Sigren was briefly speechless after he went into his room and saw the scene in front of him. A woman wearing thin lingerie was lying on his bed. He remembered that woman. She was introduced to him earlier. She was the first daughter of the viscount. Though, he didn’t remember her name.
Objectively, that woman with her white supple skin and wearing lingerie was quite attractive. However, of course, for Sigren, it was a very unpleasant sight.
“Young Lady, please go back to your room, don’t be like this just because of your father.”
Sometimes there were people who wanted to make a profit by selling their children. Sigren despised that type of person the most.
The woman replied in a very sweet voice, “it is all my will, Your Highness. Please, hug me.”
She had a confident smile on her face as if she knew she wouldn’t be rejected. It was obvious that she was a girl who has rarely been rejected. It was a common type among the fine-bred nobles.
Sigren had a headache. Right, this would happen when he got closer to power. Had she been an assassin, she would have been split in two.
Sigren remembered what Fiona said.
[“you have to be kind to the ladies.”]
Sigren decided to do what Fiona said. So, instead of kicking out this nonsensical woman, he chose another way.
“If you do not go out, I’ll go out.”
“Wait, your highness—”
Sigren closed the door without hesitation.
‘Where should I go?’
Although he acted decisively, he actually was a bit tipsy, and funnily this tipsiness made him miss Fiona even more.
He wondered what her reaction would be if he complained about this ridiculous situation, a woman in lingerie lying on his bed trying to attack him. Would this make her jealous? Well, it would be wonderful if that happened.
Then he thought, if this absurd thing happened the other way around…, he would immediately throw the guy out of the window.
With that thought in mind, Sigren lightly knocked on Fiona’s door.