Beware of the Villainess (OC Insert)

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Beware of the Younger Brother

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MELISSA POINT OF VIEW

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Like all other medieval fantasy novels, there was the presence of a patriarchal society and a conservative society, but in the case of Duke Podebrat, it was rather extreme.

Anyone could tell that he was very conservative. He never directed a warm gaze or interest towards his first daughter, Melissa. In contrast, he actively pleased and flattered Melissa's younger brother, Jake. He even went as far as sending him to study in another country. There was a reason why her brother had grown up into such a crooked character.

Melissa, who had naturally come to dislike her father, had never started a conversation with her father and the same was true for the Duke.

"......"

So, even though he heard my request, he continued to ignore me. He even went as far as to turn his head to the side, so he didn't have to face me.

Of course, that didn't mean my feelings weren't hurt by his actions.

"Your Highness, the Duke. I don't want to prolong this conversation any longer than needed. It's just that I have an important matter to discuss with you, so would you please converse with me."

I gritted my teeth and phrased my request in a pleasant tone.

Perhaps due to the original Melissa's emotions, I just couldn't force myself to address him as 'father'.

"...What?"

Only then did he stop in his tracks and turn around to look at me. His face has filled with surprise.

"Yes. There's no reason for small talk either. I'll just get to the main point."

My chin lifted confidently as I thought that the Duke's expression looked like a catfish to myself.

"I—."

"No, wait. You're going to say something that's important like this?"

"Hmm?"

At the Duke's words, I blinked.

"I've never heard of ever talking about something so important in the corridor. I will order the servants to prepare a sitting room, so come along."

After saying all he wanted, the Duke turned around and disappeared after he quickly walked away.

No, it was clearly ridiculous for aristocrats to discuss important matters while standing in the corridor, but still, did it matter that much?

Did a sitting room really need to be prepared? And what would even be prepared? I was just trying to tell him I was breaking my engagement. After all, I had decided that an assassination would be the last stand.

'I suppose one needs to prepare their heart to have a conversation with a daughter they don't even like to look at...Will he be preparing a cup of water to splash at me just in case?'

I tilted my head and started to head towards the sitting room, but the Duke soon arrived. He was breathing roughly and as he peeked over the wall and he shouted, "Come back in 5 minutes, no 10 minutes!" and disappeared.

What was happening? I sincerely considered whether I should tell father that I will be assassinating the Crown Prince first.

In any case, the previous incident with the Crown Prince and the sitting room just didn't make any sense.