The Bad Ending of a Otome Game

(3) What Will Happen to Lady Emilia?

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"......did the Marquis tell you to leave?"

Cassio asked abruptly.

"If you can afford to pay attention to me in the garden after the funeral. I'll just have to deal with it myself.

The Marquis' wife keeps fainting and waking up, so what time is there to pay attention to the accessories she has attached to her dead daughter?

Now that the Marquis' only daughter is dead, there will be pressure from inside and outside the manor, so they will now be paying attention However, I don't expect any more attention than before.

So I was going to go out on my own while others didn't care about me.

"Ha......what the hell..."

Gloucester sighed in an amazing tone.

Perhaps because I was a girl who he had thought of me as a witch who watched over Ophelia and was aiming for her position, His reaction was somewhat shaky.

Isn't that something to be happy about?

They say they don't seek the vacancy of Ophelia, whom they loved so much, or think about taking the Marquis' legacy away.

I was a little bit curious, but I decided not to think about it.

"Lady Emilia, weren't you going to be the adopted daughter of the Marquis?"

Cassio asked again. Why do smart people pretend they don't know? I shrugged my shoulders.

"That's one of the excuses the Marquis made to soothe Ophelia when she was alive."

It's true. Ophelia and I from childhood fought, reconciled, and played again.

It was natural that Ophelia, who lies down for more than half of the day, did not receive a normal education, but I, who lived next to her, also lived a life far from ordinary aristocratic lifestyle.

Ophelia seemed to think it was unfair for me to suffer.

Of course the Marquis didn't think much about it, because they were paying for a girl who would have had a hard life like a commoner.

Ophelia, who cared and loved me, argued with her parents, and the embarrassed Marquis described me as a caretaker under the guardianship of the Marquis.

If I were really a commoner, I would have ended up as a caretaker who was provided money and tuition to live on, but usually a caretaker attached to a minor aristocrat is usually a firm supporter who will pour out loan and godmother-level support.

Ophelia and I were like sisters, so we talked about it in that way and comforted her. So it was only then did Ophelia vent her anger.

But all those words were just excuses to appease Ophelia.

I was well aware of the arrogance, cruelty, and solid closeness of the nobility.

Originally, I am a lower class who cannot reach their feet. (T/N: Minor idiom I'm sure you understand it's meaning.)