“Prologue”
Hello, Your Highness.
<Viewcater’s business philosophy, when selling, just give and use first. Buying will follow suit.>
<Viewcater’s CEO’s today’s world, there’s nothing money can’t do! If you need a quick cash, go to Wangsung 21st Street……>
<Viewcater’s lady, who has anonymously courted her first love, ‘Your Highness’, consistently, who is the honored ‘Your Highness’?>
The Red Rose of Sekradion, Daphne Viewcater.
A name that constantly appears in the kingdom’s newspapers.
“It’s me.”
<Viewcater’s lady, starting a support program for unmarried mothers and widows… A true bourgeois!>
<Viewcater’s rose of the kingdom, Daphne Viewcater, redevelopment of poor villages and job creation… She is truly the incarnation of Saint Decael!>
Daphne was wealthy.
Her mother was the owner of almost all the civilized properties in the Kingdom of Sekradion, and her father was the manager of Russell Bank, which handles all the money on three continents.
Moreover, she inherited a huge gold mine of thousands of square meters from birth. That’s Daphne Viewcater.
Thanks to that, money overflowed like crazy. Wealth and power were piled up to boredom.
Her father even joked that if she wanted, he would buy this kingdom for her. Even making this joke in front of the king, Daphne’s tongue was never cut off.
“Those who always win are cheerful in everything, and those who always lose accept everything as a documentary.”
On the unpaved road, there were bloodstains left by rebels everywhere, and yellow dust storms blew. Even under Daphne’s green dress, dust stuck.
People were bustling like idol fans crowded at the goods booth. The screams mocking and tearing apart the rebels pierced her ears. Daphne scratched under her ear with her little finger.
On the opposite platform, noble royals were each wearing luxurious white suits. It was a mock condolence for the ‘prince’s’ death.
“Execute!”
When the aide lowered his hand, three seconds later, the executioner pushed the long lever.
Beep, thud.
The crows gathered on the platform flapped their wings and flew up.
Daphne paused for a moment and looked at the lectern made of oak. Then she took out a handkerchief from her handbag and gently tapped her dry eyes.
“I express my condolences.”
And coming up next, the next turn.
“Your Majesty!”
It was a bit hot. It felt like the summer heat was blocking her nose.
“Oh, Daphne!”
The king personally shook hands with Daphne. He climbed the stairs with grace. After taking off his hat and placing it on his chest, he slightly lifted the hem of her dress and bowed his leg in courtesy.
“I greet Your Majesty.”
“Today would have been better to stay in the salon. It’s not a good sight for our niece, is it?”
Covered in fur, he scanned the rebellious individuals and clicked his tongue. Daphne also glanced around where the king was looking.
The executioner tapped the back of the former prince with the long barrel.
He frowned for a moment, then closed his eyes and tilted his head forward through the thick rope.
“It’s fortunate you arrived on time.”
His fingertips tingled with tension. Daphne quickly looked back at her uncle.
“Your Majesty, I, Daphne Viewcater, have an urgent request to make to Your Majesty.”
“What is it?”
The king of Sekradion could command Viewcater at will. Power is something. It’s money.
And especially, he couldn’t resist Daphne’s words. Perhaps it was because she was beginning to resemble her deceased grandmother, the former queen.
“I believe Viewcater Marquis helped with the repayment of the national debt. Oh, and there were some bonds pulled out due to the gambling by Your Majesty. Didn’t you borrow half of my mine?”
The king’s expression hardened instantly. The surrounding knights and the king’s entourage all looked at the red-haired girl with rabbit eyes.
“Your Majesty, isn’t Viewcater’s lady, despite being the niece of the former queen, committing treason?”
Despite the objections of the henchmen, Daphne just smiled faintly. It resembled the smile of her aunt in the large portrait hanging in the king’s bedroom.
“Your Majesty, listen to me. I convinced my father! I’ve come to say that those bonds will be treated as if they never existed!”
The king’s face, which had been pondering Daphne’s words for a while, suddenly relaxed.
His slightly unshaven black beard looked stubbly. If there had been a razor, she would have wanted to shave it off immediately, which secretly disappointed Daphne.
“Without any conditions?”
“Oh my, of course not.”
“How audacious. Dare to speak like that in front of the pinnacle of Sekradion, Your Majesty…!”
As if to tell them to be quiet, the king raised his hand to silence them. Then he looked at Daphne with a compassionate expression, as if willing to grant her anything.
That so-called pleading look.
“Well, what is it, Daphne? Tell me.”
A tone only for Daphne. She sensed that she had taken the initiative.
“That.”
She stretched her arm out behind her and pointed at the gallows.
“Give it to me.”
“Are you talking about the executioner?”
Glancing sideways, Daphne’s fingertip was pointing elsewhere. She almost asked for the bald man with a strange-shaped mustache.
Daphne smiled subtly and slowly moved her finger to point at the right place. He stared straight at her without wrinkling a single impression even under the scorching sun.
“Viewcater, surely not.”
“Give me Celestian Theriosa.”
“The rebel, give him to me.”
As she spoke with strength in her voice, the officials near the king turned pale. Each of them turned their index fingers to their temples, thinking that Daphne had gone mad.
“Is his life so cheap?”
It was a sorrowful voice. Daphne smiled back. Then she bowed slightly, pretending to be courteous.
“Don’t change your mind, Uncle. You owe me a lot already, don’t you?”
The king laughed cheerfully and waved his hand to call for his aide. Daphne took a step back into the crowd, and dust scattered among the bustling people.
‘How much tax does our family pay,
Covered in fur, he scanned the rebellious individuals and clicked his tongue. Daphne also glanced around where the king was looking.
The executioner tapped the back of the former prince with the long barrel.
He frowned for a moment, then closed his eyes and tilted his head forward through the thick rope.
“It’s fortunate you arrived on time.”
His fingertips tingled with tension. Daphne quickly looked back at her uncle.
“Your Majesty, I, Daphne Viewcater, have an urgent request to make to Your Majesty.”
“What is it?”
The king of Sekradion could command Viewcater at will. Power is something. It’s money.
And especially, he couldn’t resist Daphne’s words. Perhaps it was because she was beginning to resemble her deceased grandmother, the former queen.
“I believe Viewcater Marquis helped with the repayment of the national debt. Oh, and there were some bonds pulled out due to the gambling by Your Majesty. Didn’t you borrow half of my mine?”
The king’s expression hardened instantly. The surrounding knights and the king’s entourage all looked at the red-haired girl with rabbit eyes.
“Your Majesty, isn’t Viewcater’s lady, despite being the niece of the former queen, committing treason?”
Despite the objections of the henchmen, Daphne just smiled faintly. It resembled the smile of her aunt in the large portrait hanging in the king’s bedroom.
“Your Majesty, listen to me. I convinced my father! I’ve come to say that those bonds will be treated as if they never existed!”
The king’s face, which had been pondering Daphne’s words for a while, suddenly relaxed.
His slightly unshaven black beard looked stubbly. If there had been a razor, she would have wanted to shave it off immediately, which secretly disappointed Daphne.
“Without any conditions?”
“Oh my, of course not.”
“How audacious. Dare to speak like that in front of the pinnacle of Sekradion, Your Majesty…!”
As if to tell them to be quiet, the king raised his hand to silence them. Then he looked at Daphne with a compassionate expression, as if willing to grant her anything.
That so-called pleading look.
“Well, what is it, Daphne? Tell me.”
A tone only for Daphne. She sensed that she had taken the initiative.
“That.”
She stretched her arm out behind her and pointed at the gallows.
“Give it to me.”
“Are you talking about the executioner?”
Glancing sideways, Daphne’s fingertip was pointing elsewhere. She almost asked for the bald man with a strange-shaped mustache.
Daphne smiled subtly and slowly moved her finger to point at the right place. He stared straight at her without wrinkling a single impression even under the scorching sun.
“Viewcater, surely not.”
“Give me Celestian Theriosa.”
“The rebel, give him to me.”
As she spoke with strength in her voice, the officials near the king turned pale. Each of them turned their index fingers to their temples, thinking that Daphne had gone mad.
“Is his life so cheap?”
It was a sorrowful voice. Daphne smiled back. Then she bowed slightly, pretending to be courteous.
“Don’t change your mind, Uncle. You owe me a lot already, don’t you?”
The king laughed cheerfully and waved his hand to call for his aide. Daphne took a step back into the crowd, and dust scattered among the bustling people.
‘How much tax does our family pay,
He pondered the nickname that only Daphne had called him.
“Is that the nickname you call me?”
Grateful, but Daphne restrained herself.
“Just wait quietly.”
“And what will you do then?”
“You saved me!”
That was enough defiance. Daphne fanned herself, pretending not to notice. Her late-arriving bodyguards finally cornered Celestian and severed his head with a sword.
“Well, I’ll at least give you an indirect kiss from Psyche. If you wait patiently, Cele.”
“It’s the first time you’ve called me that…”
“Well, then, what should I call you? A failure?”
As Daphne teased, Celestian raised his eyebrows in surprise. Then he chuckled and stepped closer to Daphne.
Satisfied with the considerable height difference, which was enough to say “hello” to her chest, as long as she didn’t look up, Daphne felt a smug satisfaction. Yet, the subtle intimidation arising from that difference made the end of a noble lady’s nose itch.
Daphne took a step back first. The red welts on his neck looked rather severe.
“Get proper treatment and stay quiet.”
Pretending to be nonchalant, she waved a hand as if to blow a kiss and walked away. She could hear his laughter piercing her back.
Without looking back, Daphne quickly climbed into the waiting car. She removed her silk gloves with a swift tug. Leaning back comfortably against the seat, she sighed softly.
“Wow, that crazy bastard.”
This wasn’t just an insult for being insane.
“He’s so handsome. I must be crazy. Is he insane? Damn, I must be crazy.”
It was still a hundred percent pure admiration for his dazzling face.
A stunningly handsome man who, even when faced with death, couldn’t distinguish between heaven and earth, and even split hairs, sending shivers down one’s spine.
Finally, he landed in Daphne’s palm.
And all in plain sight of everyone!
Something wrong with this chapter. Must unlock, price 0 moondust but nothing happends?
Now i can see it.
Some douple text.
If he’s a prince and her uncles the emperor doesn’t that mean they’re cousins or is he from another kingdom😭😭😭😭