Chapter 2 : A girl with a rabbit eye

This morning, I took a stroll in the garden. But the atmosphere was a bit tense since the mansion was in a commotion and everyone was busy looking for the whereabouts of the Marchioness. Everyone whispering about last night said the Marchioness was seen with a conspicuous red-haired man; they were dancing in the Annex, in the piano room, to be exact.

Ah, this is a story about last night. I wonder why the commotion suddenly appeared on such a calm morning. I smiled as I thanked my aide for the disguise; my hair isn't red, so they don't suspect me of murder. Further, they don't have any reason to suspect a Paladin.

I look at my surroundings, and, without being a mind reader, I can read what's on people's minds. They will simply believe that Marchioness fled with her lover because it is common for Marchioness to have a lover; they will most likely believe she fled with her lover, who is said to be younger than her husband and very handsome, as well as this part, for which I really hold my laughter.

I was daydreaming as I walked around the garden when the young Earl Leroy approached me.

"Good morning, his highness," the young Earl Leroy said with a smile.

"Good morning, young Earl Leroy." "Such a festive morning, right?" I replied calmly. I walked around the garden, which is very appealing, white lily flowers blooming along the road make it look beautiful.

"My Lord, have you heard about the Marchioness issue?" he asked tentatively. Now I've stopped my stroll.

"Marchioness, hmm, ah, you're talking about the wedding anniversary party; is there any problem with a ball?" I asked him politely.

"Of course not, young Lord, but what I heard was the Marchioness fleeing." He seems surprised, but there is also clearly a feeling of interest in his voice.

"Did the Marchioness flee with her lovers?" I inquired again as I made a confused face.

"Ah, yes, right, she fled with her lover." "Not only that, my lord, I heard this morning that the Marchioness is missing from last night; even her lady in waiting hasn't seen her since last night; isn't it obvious that she is fleeing with his young, handsome, red-haired lover?" He asked me, his voice clearly indicating his curiosity and skepticism. His expression has changed to one of intense interest, and at this rate, I am convinced that young Earl is indeed interested in hot potato.

"Ah, there's something like that, huh?" I exclaimed, surprised.

"And allegedly she danced in the Annex last night with a handsome young man, leaving her husband all alone in his room," he now stated openly.

"Hmm, dancing with a young man." I repeated some of the information I got from him. Actually, it is not surprising that even though they are married—both women and men—one or both of them will have other lovers besides their legal partners. It's a common situation.

"Yes, my lord, that's what I heard." He looked so sure, it made me think he tried to make me believe what he said.

"Hmm, interesting," I replied, frowning at my eyebrows.

Suddenly, the corner of my eye caught my stepmother, who was busy chatting with her friends, "Flower Bloom." Everyone praised her because my stepmother and her friends were famous for their beauty, and it seemed they were talking about the missing Marchioness.

As I saw them, a flash of memory followed me; I remembered being terrified in the presence of beautiful women, all older than me; they are nine. Even thinking about the scene causes me great pain. I recall every touch and lustful word they exchanged; they are etched in his bones as if they were scripture from the religion he professes.

I remembered their names and what they did to me; the lust, pleasure, and passion on display made him sick. He had goosebumps and was shaking violently; he had entered a pit known as unforgivable sin, so he tried to redeem it by killing the source of sin itself, with which he would feel a little satisfied.

"Young Duke Elijah" The young earl looked at me, perplexed, as I fell silent while looking at the madams.

"Ah, you're mesmerized by the madams," he teased me. "They're very beautiful, huh?" He smiled, but he seemed to recognize his friend who was waving at him because now his face brightened up quickly.

"Forgive me, my lord. Please excuse me for wasting your time. The young earl moved closer to the other nobles, as if he were discussing the Marchioness.

I continued walking, but this time I headed straight to my room, and I clenched my fists. I don't have a short fuse. Not only that, but I'm not losing my temper easily for things that don't even provoke me to high levels of bursting or showing my angry emotion, but if I only look at the madam, I easily lose my composure, and I need to calm myself.

My heart was pounding, my hands and body were sweaty, my stomach hurt, and I was unsteady. I'm trembling so much. At that time, a little girl who was about twelve and looked very small and young came to me when I was falling limp. I immediately remembered her, she was a sweet girl, last night. I smiled at her, but my sweat was drenched, and soon I was going to lose my consciousness.

She looked into my eyes; she looked like she was searching for something, and I heard her voice clearly. She is a girl with rabbit eyes whom I saw yesterday.

"Are you okay?" Her voice was so warm and sweet. Her every word was like an incantation, with her sweet words making me feel loved.

As she spoke, her voice was so soothing, she had an angelic voice that made me smile.

I completely lost my consciousness as soon as I heard his voice. A girl with rabbit eyes made me curious and question myself, wondering if she remembered me as soon as she looked at my eyes. Oh, I'm really curious.

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