The Marquis’ Daughter Acts As A Pawn

"Ha..."

I sigh unexpectedly as I walk through the corridor.

I remember seeing the Second Prince, and I was disturbed and worried about the chief samurai and Vincent.

I told the two of them everything that happened today after I got my calm back.

The two of them were surprised, but they immediately moved to hide the evidence.

I decided to ask you to throw away what I wrote from one end.

Vincent hated to throw away the letter I wrote, but he persuaded me to throw it away, and finally he accepted it. I'm sorry, Vee. Forgive me, I'll write all over again.

And I was currently on my way to your father's office to collect the birthday card I gave your father today.

No matter how much your father found out he loved us, I'm still scared.

I came in front of your father's office while I was so stuffy and worried.

There was a family order Stewart in front of the door.

"What is it, Miss Julianna?"

"Stewart, I'd like to see your father, please."

Please wait a moment.

Stewart entering the office. Then he came out without waiting a minute.

"Your husband's permission has been granted. Please, Miss Julianna, come in."

The thrill and heart waves at Stewart's words.

I know I'm scared... but I have to face it. To your father's true thoughts.

When I take a deep breath and calm my mind to the degree of comfort, I proceed to the back of the door that Stewart opened.

Excuse me, Father.

When I went inside, there was your father and his side, Jacob.

Jacob is always a man who keeps smiling, and I can be a little bad at it.

What can I do for you?

Father who does not look to me and stands in front of the bookshelf. That's the same as always.

"I came to ask your father for a favor. This is the birthday card I gave you today, but apparently I misspelled it...... could you give it back? If that's not possible... you can throw it away."

I grabbed the dress and acted to tell my frightened father, shivering as I sifted.

And observe your father as he acts.

"I guess you're ten years old now...... yet you're so stupid that you misspell it. He says the Lewis don't want the incompetent."

You know me well at my age.

Besides, your father always said he didn't want the incompetent, but he never said I was incompetent, did he?

"I'm sorry"

"Don't let me down. If you wrote the birthday card, I threw it away. So don't think too much about it, and do your job as a Lewis maid."

Disappointment... is a word you have to expect.

And you treat me like a Lewis house maid while I say I'm disappointed... what, on second thought, that was easy.

My feet are pointing toward me even though they do not match my eyes... I say that my feet represent the heart of the man. I instinctively try to avoid turning my legs in front of people I hate. Perhaps if I say it's my fault.

But I believe in your father the way I want to.

Second, I look at Jacob next to your father.

I was satisfied with how I was without heart or trembling.

Funny...... I know he's always smiling. But why are you always smiling? Are you hiding something under your smile?

In the meantime, observing, your father was sending his eyes to Jacob individually and occasionally.

Speaking of which... When Jacob was here, your father never called my name.

In retrospect, there was Jacob there when I gave him my birthday card today.

I mean, your father is especially trying to push me away in front of Jacob...?

There is no certainty or basis.

But I am about to put aside a samurai, who would also be one of the McMillans.

Even your father might try to do the same thing as me... because he's my father.

You should be vigilant and see how it goes.

"... not anymore. I won't do anything like this in the future... now if you'll excuse me"

I say in tears, with a glimmer of tears.

If you are a young lady, put your emotions on the table and so on.

But I can do it if my father refuses to love me and my grieving daughter acts well... and eventually, as far as my father who doesn't love me, I turn my thoughts to another man. Seeking a man away from his age from the recoil that my father didn't love... you might imagine a development like a three-sentence novel that doesn't pack.

And I thank the lady without seeing her father react, leaning out of the room.

"Lady Julianna......"

I lean down, and Stewart, who was in the hallway to me in tears, sounds worried.

I immediately raised my face and said to Stewart with a smile.

"Thanks for everything, Stewart. Keep sending my regards to your father."

"- Yes, because I'm part of the Lewis family"

Stewart answered with a little surprise.

If you have an ally named Stewart, your father will be fine.

So I'll do my best, too.

I headed to Vincent's waiting room in my crisp footsteps.

♢

"Mmm..."

I woke up in the middle of the night when the moon was still high and shining.

I wonder if I can't sleep deeply because of nervousness.

Weaving my gown, I go to the terrace.

"That was a nostalgic dream..."

That was seven years ago, I met the Second Prince with patience. Then I found out that I, who thought I had been born as a tool, loved my mothers by looking in their diaries. And... determined to be part of the Lewis family. Yes, the fateful day I changed my way of life.

From the day of my destiny, things have changed dramatically around me.

Desperately trying to be a fine lady, I endured a tough lady education.

To protect himself, he infiltrated the Knights of the Orcot family with Linus's permission and acquired the skills to fight.

I played a lot of different people to improve my acting skills.

And he unearthed the brilliant talent that had been buried in the process, and set up the Iris Chamber of Commerce and Mailers to sharpen the power of the Duke McMillan family's main industry.

He used a samurai, a spy of the McMillan family, to circulate false information.

He sold his grace by crushing an assassination guild that tried to execute an assassination request from the Empire in order to get His Majesty the King to fulfill his promise.

In the debutante, he was able to build the Hua position of the social community overnight and meet the ladies who can also be regarded as comrades of the social world.

I've done so many things to crush the McMillan family... because the deadline is set.

On his twelfth birthday, your father told me that he would not make a fiancée until I was eighteen. That means that when I turn eighteen, I will be married and not part of the Lewis family.

I mean, the deadline is until I'm 18... and yes, your father interprets it at will.

I don't know what your father thinks.

Because your father and I talk very little.

Even if I did, I would only try to have a family conversation unilaterally… I was just playing a healthy daughter in particular, but I wish my father had a little of my thoughts.

In the social world, the Lewis family is famous for their misbefriendship between parents and children.

I set it up so that it would happen, and your father let go of the rumors.

That means that your father wants it and that it can be used for revenge.

It's all my own speculation.

Two weeks ago, things moved.

I have been told to be the pawn of the second prince, Edward.

And that's when they offered me the birthday card from that time.

I told you to throw it away, but your father kept it.

I'm surprised there wasn't one birthday card that I wrote seven years ago.

Because it means it was kept important.

Your father gave Edward the birthday card he kept in his possession.

I don't know what your father intended.

"Is there something in King's Metropolitan Church where the McMillan family breathed... or is there another thought... you have no idea, do you? But... because I can only do it, your father decided to send me as a second prince's pawn"

I, the handkerchief of the Lewis family, will infiltrate King's Capital Church tomorrow and also play the handkerchief of the Second Prince.

"Julianna Lewis plays two hand pawn roles at the risk of her life. What do you see when the stage comes down? But yeah..."

At the end of the day, I'm sure they'll be right there.