THE VILLAINESS TURNS THE HOURGLASS

Chapter 190. An Irreversible Choice, Part III

Translator: Khan

Editor Group: Liber Reverie

As she suddenly faced the royal castle, her steps of getting out of the carriage were very cautious. It was also because of the quietness of the royal castle, which was too quiet for its huge size. Mielle followed Isis in the back, looking sideways pretending to be a maid, and soon a group of people approached Isis and her party.

"I see Croa Lohan."

Isis, who realized that it was Croa Lohan, the king of Croa, even though it was a distance that she could not confirm, took a courtesy. The knights and servants followed her, and Mielle also bent quickly.

"You've been struggling from coming away, Lady Isis."

A moment later, the king of Croa, who had come closer, welcomed Isis's visit with a kind voice. 'Am I meeting the king of a country so simply?' Then, realizing how great Isis was, Mielle glanced up at and checked the king of Croa.

'He's so young.'

He looked at a similar age of the Crown Prince of the empire. When she had heard Isis was going to marry the king of a country, she had thought he would be a middle-aged man, but he was a young man with a manly face.

'It's true that the great king of Croa died early in an unexpected illness.'

It reminded her of the fact that the prince who just became an adult had followed him, and Lohan, the young king of Croa, was a rare handsome man. He felt insidious to some extent, but because of that, he was more eye-catching.

Lohan, who had been in a conversation with Isis for a moment, glanced at Mielle as if he felt a glimpse at himself. Without knowing herself, the painted freckles had been erased and her neat face was seen.

Mielle, who had the sudden eye contact, was surprised and lowered her head and hid it from his view, and Lohan put her on the topic as if her reaction was funny.

"It's amazing every time I see a blonde as there is very little blonde hair in Croa, and a pale green eye that looks like grass leaves... it reminds me of someone. Isn't she like a fairy?"

"... Not common in the empire, but more than in Croa, and they are often born among the commoners."

When he was interested in Mielle, who had to be quiet, Isis replied with nervousness without having time to rethink as she heard that he was reminded of someone.

Lohan asked her name with an interesting look,

"Well, I'm El..."

"El? It's a name that doesn't fit this beautiful girl."

"Thank, thank you..."

Blushing her face, Mielle glanced at Lohan's face with excessive praise. He stared at Mielle with a smile of interest and goodwill, as if he were appreciating her.

'Perhaps, the king of Croa would take my words seriously!'

Mielle, who had only received the goodwill and kindness of all the people of the world, dared to speak to the king of a country first. She was sure that he would listen to her, as it had been so far, and it was something that she must tell in order to survive.

"Mr... Mr. Croa Lohan...! I have something I must tell you... that you must know."

When a maid dared speak to the king of a country first, everyone in the place was suddenly hard as stone. The most embarrassing of all was Isis, who had just heard Mielle's nonsense, and she stuttered and reprimanded Mielle,