Grace was a disgrace to the Alberton family, who has been blessed with magical abilities for generations.
Her family forced her, an incompetent person, into a political marriage with a cursed monster Duke, which she could not accept and was eventual...
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What happened in the last few days? She didn't know when her trembling, weak, and stupid sibling had become so brave.
Marianne spoke more sarcastically, "You're stupid, Grace. Did you forget? Not a single woman overcame the curse of Duke Felix. You think you can beat the curse inside those monstrous odd eyes? Besides, it's not just the duke, his brother too. That's double the curse, isn't it?"
"What else?"
"....what?"
"If I see those red and blue eyes, will I burn or drown right away?"
"You..."
"I don't know why people make such a fuss. I don't care at all." Grace replied brazenly with a smile to Marianne, who looked at her with astonished eyes. As she said, she wasn't really afraid. Either way, she'd be free using the curse. Grace answered deliberately in a loud voice, as if she wanted not only Marianne but everyone around her to hear her.
Then, Marianne burst into a laugh, dumbfounded and said with trembling lips, "... crazy. You're crazy, you're crazy, aren't you?"
"I'm sorry, but I'm perfectly normal right now." Grace smiled even more broadly at Marianne pointing her finger at her with a frightened look. Now she was no longer her old self.
'I'm no longer hurt by such provocations. I've already been killed by you once. There's nothing to be afraid of.'
Yes. There was nothing more to fear.
Grace looked back at the nobles exchanging strange glances, whispers surrounding herself and Marianne.
"I'm sorry, but could you clear the way for me? It's been a while since I had a serious conversation with my sister, so I want to get some fresh air."
At that, the people whispered again, and soon gave way for Grace to pass. Grace grinned and walked past them toward the terrace she had spotted. Finally, some freedom. Now, she had time until Arthur came back.
At that, Grace hummed softly past the nobles and accidentally bumped her shoulder against a man. She glanced up at him, frowning slightly.
Unlike other nobles who showed their faces, the man, wearing a broad brimmed hat and a red uniform, somehow kept staring at Grace and blocking her in front.
"What, are you trying to pick a fight with me?" Grace spoke in a slightly tense tone towards the man staring at her with a stupid look.
"Well, I'm sorry, but could you move now?"
"....Oh! I'm sorry, my lady."
"It's alright."
Fortunately, the man shifted to the side.
Grace passed him leisurely after a brief greeting. Not knowing that he was looking at her back all the time.
