Evelyne was lounging like the queen of icy disdain when a royal messenger barged in, nearly knocking over a priceless vase.
“Your Grace! The Crown Prince is here and demands to see you at once! There’s a rumor going around that you’ve been bullying Lady Elira!”
Evelyne snorted. “Bullying? Me? The villainess? Please. Elira’s the one with the teardrop acting skills.”
Enter The Crown Prince — Defender of the ‘Innocent’ Elira
The Crown Prince entered looking calm, regal, and way too serious for court drama.
“So,” he said, folding his arms, “Lady Elira tells me you’ve been tormenting her. She’s quite shaken. Care to explain?”
Evelyne raised an eyebrow, trying to keep her smirk in check. “Your Highness, Elira’s tears are just a clever disguise. She plays the victim perfectly, but behind the scenes? She’s no saint.”
The Prince shook his head. “I don’t buy it. Elira’s kind, gentle, and everyone adores her. You, on the other hand, have a reputation for cruelty. Why the bullying, Evelyne?”
The Roast Battle — Prince vs. Evelyne
Prince (dead serious): “You throw your weight around and call it power. But everyone sees through your ice queen act.”
Evelyne (mock surprise): “Oh? Is the Crown Prince lecturing me on how to rule a court?”
Prince (smiling): “No, just reminding you that kindness wins battles you can’t brute force.”
Evelyne (snapping back): “Kindness doesn’t get you anywhere with your perfect little smiles and fake tears.”
Prince (smirking): “At least I don’t need to scare everyone into liking me.”
Grand Duke Albrecht’s Urgent Intervention
After the roast battle, the Grand Duke pulled Evelyne aside with a serious look.
“Evelyne, enough of this childish feud. If you want to survive the court, you must be smarter than Elira.”
Evelyne crossed her arms, eyebrow raised. “Oh, don’t worry, Father. I have a plan.”
Scene 2: Plotting the Crush
Back in her room, Evelyne paced, eyes sparkling with mischief.
“Forget fighting fire with fire. I’m going to make Elira like me,” she muttered.
She grinned, “Once she’s too distracted by me, the Crown Prince will have no choice but to back off.”
Margot peeked in. “So... you’re going to play matchmaker with your enemy?”
“Exactly. It’s the ultimate power move. Nothing crushes rumors like rumors.”
Scene 3: Rumor Mill in Action
The next morning, discreet whispers spread like wildfire through the palace.
“She’s seen sneaking glances at Lady Evelyne.”
“Did you hear? Elira blushes every time Evelyne walks by.”
“The Crown Prince has been avoiding Elira like she caught the plague!”
Evelyne, overhearing this, smiled slyly. “Let the games begin.”
Scene 4: A Secret Smile
That night, Evelyne stood at her window, looking out over the castle grounds.
“Who says the villain can’t win the heart?”
Her lips curled into a secretive smile as she whispered, “Elira, you won’t know what hit you.”
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