No More Regrets, Just K*ll Me

Ariadeline quietly observed Rosana for a moment.

Then, she smiled.

It was a smile like that of someone who knows nothing of the ways of the world.

Rosana stared at her in bewilderment. Ariadeline quickly approached and took Rosana’s hand.

 

“You’re the one who will make my dress, right?”

“Y-yes?”

 

What, using honorifics? That Ariadeline is using honorifics towards a dress shop madame. Rosana couldn’t hide her surprise.

But seemingly unaware of Rosana’s inner turmoil, Ariadeline smiled radiantly as she made her request.

 

“I’d really appreciate it if you could make my dress.”

 

Otherwise, she has nothing else to wear. Though this was left unsaid, Rosana found herself nodding instinctively.

The villainess Ariadeline seemed like a broken clock, missing a gear. That was all Rosana could comprehend.

 

“P-please sit down for now, and we’ll prepare some dresses for you to try on.”

“Thank you.”

 

Ariadeline thanked her and sat down a bit away from Carlothian on the right.

Rosana whispered cautiously as she instructed the staff to bring out the dresses.

 

“How do they seem together?”

“Well, they don’t look particularly close…”

“But even during their marriage, they never came together to get a dress made.”

“What on earth is going on?”

“I have no idea… Just bring out the dresses for now.”

“Yes.”

 

The staff began organizing the dresses in the fitting room, and once they were ready, they called Ariadeline back.

 

“I’ll go try it on, then.”

 

Carlothian nodded. He seemed completely uninterested in the matter, which only added to Rosana’s confusion.

 

‘What exactly is the relationship between these two?’

 

But there was no one here who could answer her question.

As Ariadeline spent time trying on the dress, the silence between Rosana and Duke Deneves filled the dress shop.

All the other customers had fled, leaving the place so quiet that Rosana could almost hear a pin drop. She swallowed nervously without realizing it.

Oops, that was too loud. Rosana cleared her throat and cautiously spoke to Duke Deneves.

 

“If you’re coming together to get a dress made, it seems like your relationship has improved a lot…”

“No.”

 

Rosana closed her mouth at his curt reply. ‘Oh, I see. So, why did you come to get her dress made? Ha ha ha. Even resorting to threats.’

Rosana didn’t understand at all, but since the Duke had said no, she couldn’t insist otherwise. So, she looked away and pretended to be distracted.

Creak.

Just as Rosana was nervously fidgeting, the curtain beside the fitting room opened, and Ariadeline emerged in the dress.

 

“Ah, you’ve come out…”

 

Rosana’s eyes widened.

Though a bit frail, her slightly disheveled golden hair and bright blue eyes still radiated light.

The thin, pale blue fabric enveloping her slender frame made her even more mysterious.

The fading blue from bottom to top and Ariadeline’s timid gaze meeting hers.

She looked like a mystical mermaid from the sea.

 

‘Oh my goodness.’

 

Rosana unknowingly covered her mouth with both hands. This vibrant blue dress had been made, but due to its vivid color, it had not yet found its proper owner.

It seems the employees hastily brought out whatever they could in response to the urgent request.

The dress fit her perfectly, as if it had been made for her.

 

“Ah, beauti…”

 

The word “beautiful” almost escaped her lips, but Rosana managed to hold it back and maintain her composure.

Despite her notorious reputation, it was evident that the dress would become the topic of conversation in the community.

 

“The dress is blue.”

 

A nonchalant remark came from the side.

Rosana’s eyes widened as she looked at Carlothian. How could that be all he had to say after seeing such beauty? She looked stunning!

 

‘Well, what can you expect from a man who only has eyes for Crown Princess Dorothea?’

 

It was well known that Carlothian loved Dorothea. Perhaps Dorothea herself was the only one unaware of it.

 

“Are there no other dresses?”

“Y-yes, there are.”

 

At least he was asking about other dresses. Sometimes, indifferent husbands would simply say “That’s nice” after seeing the first dress and buy it right away.

 

‘Well, he’s not her husband anymore. Actually, considering he’s her ex-husband, that’s a problem in itself.’

 

The social world was indeed confusing.

Rosana watched Ariadeline twirl in front of the mirror, making the blue dress flare and settle lightly, like an angel.

 

‘Living with a woman like her, yet still loving Crown Princess Dorothea… that man is truly something.’

 

Ariadeline seemed to like the dress as she admired it from various angles, then she smiled brightly at Rosana. Rosana found herself smiling back.

 

‘She seems a bit like a child now.’

 

Rosana was well aware of what had happened to Ariadeline. She had lost her noble title and had been exiled from the capital. Rosana scratched her cheek as she noticed the bruises still visible on Ariadeline’s neck.

 

‘She must have gone through a lot of hardships outside…’

 

Rosana didn’t know exactly what had happened to her, but for a noblewoman who had lived a pampered life to be exiled like that, it was unlikely she could have stayed sane.

 

‘Maybe that’s why she’s acting like this…’

 

It was possible she wasn’t in her right mind anymore.

If that were the case, it would explain her current behavior—happily wearing a dress she wouldn’t have even looked at before and smiling so brightly.

 

“Shall we try on another dress?”

 

Rosana decided to indulge her, since things had come to this.

To be honest, there was no model as perfect as Ariadeline. She had a balanced figure, a beautiful face, and blonde hair that was fashionable in social circles. She was like a dream.

Ariadeline was escorted away by a staff member. While she changed, another period of silence ensued.

Rosana, mustering up her courage, spoke to Carlothian again.

 

“Miss Ariadeline is very beautiful.”

“Is she?”

‘Are you blind?’

 

Rosana suppressed the words that arose from deep within her.

Ah, with this personality of his, it’s no wonder he could love another woman so openly while treating his own wife so coldly.

Thinking about it that way, it makes sense why Ariadeline turned out the way she did.

Recalling Ariadeline, who was the daughter of a noble house before her marriage. Her misdeeds and cruelty became public knowledge after her marriage.

 

‘For some reason, I’m starting to feel sorry for her.’

 

Swish.

Ariadeline appeared again in a different dress.

Rosana couldn’t help but blush again.

This time, the red dress smoothly wrapped around her slender body. Made of shimmering satin, it made her look like a fire fairy.

The red dress complemented her bright blonde hair, and her blue eyes became a striking focal point, like jewels.

 

‘This, this…’

 

Rosana was stunned. Has she ever seen such a perfect model in her life? She began motioning to her staff with great urgency.

 

“Bring out all the dresses we have.”

“Excuse me?”

“Hurry!”

 

Madame’s eyes shone brighter than ever, having found her muse.