𖣔 My Sister the Heroine, and I the Villainess 𖣔

10

My Sister the Heroine, and I the Villainess – 10 - Tiger Translations

I could still salvage this. I would turn this around. It was not yet an impossible situation.

As a genius, I was immediately able to think of a way to escape this predicament. From here on my third scheme would be put into action…!

“You know, Charles,”

“What is it, My Lady Christina?”

Well, well.

Why was this boy, the third prince of this kingdom, speaking to me with such reverence?

“Yes. Well, I did have something I wanted to ask you, but it can wait till later. More importantly, why did you put ‘My Lady’ before my name?”

It would only look suspicious if I changed my attitude now. It also had the benefit of fitting within my next plan, so I continued on in my usual way of speaking.

And his reply had been to call me ‘My Lady Christina.’

This completely spoiled it from the onset. I could only be impressed that he could so thoroughly unbalance me from the beginning. I, a genius conversationalist.

Even in the dance hall earlier, I had led the conversation and grasped control of its outcome without letting go. But this prince had casually thrown me off course.

This one, he was capable.

I raised my guard even further, but Charles was looking at me with a puzzled expression.

“But My Lady Christina, I am only doing it because you told me to ‘fear and obey you’?”

“…Ah, yes. I see.”

I did say that.

Apparently, this five-year-old child had not only thoroughly memorized the biggest slip of the tongue in my short, seven-year life, but he had even gone as far as carrying it out.

If he indeed was not trying to mock me with advanced techniques, then Charles was an incredibly naive and good child.

One might even be worried about his future.

I don’t know. With the exception of Mariwya, no one has ever made feel so defeated after a short conversation.

 

“I did say that, yes. That is correct, yes…”

“You diiiid.”

“Gah…!”

I ground my teeth as Charles, who meant no malice, pushed me even further. I had been very disheartened by the defeat at the hands of Mariwya, but it was not like me to give up in a place like this.

This was an unintentional yet punishing blow, however, I had still not been struck in the way I had been by Mariwya. And in spite of appearances, I could take being hit.

Right, I recomposed myself and raised my chin. I returned my thoughts back to the present and focused my gaze on this formidable enemy.