The Tragedy of The Villainess

Chapter 75

“Yes, Marchioness. I was thinking of something else for a moment. What did you say?”

“I asked if you wanted to be called Grand Duchess.”

“Yes, you may call me that. I think it’s about time people should start calling me by my title.”

Of course, the Marchioness was a difficult woman to please.

“Yes. If that’s what the Grand Duchess wants, then so be it. While the Grand Duchess is staying here, she must dine only with us two couples. Cassius and Nissos are too low in the hierarchy to dare to sit at the same table as the Grand Duchess and eat with her.”

‘A normal, educated noblewoman would have blushed upon hearing the words of the Marchioness. It is impossible not to know the ridicule in her words. But I….I’m just an ordinary graduate student who possessed Seria, and I’m in a position to say what I want to say, but there’s no reason to hold back.’

“That’s nice.”

The Marchioness’s smile was slightly distorted.

“As the Marchioness suggested, you and I will be eating together from now on. How can I refuse when you have so much respect for me?”

Seria looked back at Nissos and deliberately made a gentle sound.

“Nissos, I’m afraid today will be our last meal together.”

“Seri…!”

“Butler!”

Seria raised her voice again. It had taken some courage to raise her voice in front of Lady Mensla earlier, but it was even less of a burden the second time around. The butler, who was standing behind the Marquis, quickly approached.

“Yes.”

“You heard what the Marchioness said, didn’t you? From now on, make sure you have only three pieces of cutlery ready.”

“…”

At that moment, the butler’s eyes turned to the Marchioness. She didn’t look at him, but nodded slowly. The old butler immediately bowed his head in submission and retreated.

The Marchioness, who immediately changed her expression like a good noblewoman, shifted her gaze to the Marquis sitting next to her.

“Perhaps it was because we hadn’t seen her in a long time, but the Grand Duchess’s personality isn’t the same as before.”

The Marquis listened in silence and opened his mouth.

“You’ve changed a lot, haven’t you? I also heard that you ordered for the central bridge to open.”

When Seria stared at him without replying, the Marquis added.

“I’m telling that you have yet to receive approval from the Imperial family.”

‘You are referring to the imperial family’s authorization is necessary for Grand Duke Berg’s marriage.’

“Until the official imperial approval is granted, you will treat us like your parents. Later, after the imperial authorization has been granted to the Grand Duchy of Berg, I will act as politely as you wish.”

“Yes, father. Do as you wish.”

When Seria replied, the Marquis looked at her strangely. What is it? What’s the matter? The Marquis gave Seria a stern expression, but having spent a year with her former fiancé who could cut off her head at any moment, and having spent time with the Grand Duke whose ruthless eyes never lagged behind wherever he went, she wasn’t afraid at all.