(MTL) It seems that the fiancée who is in love will be turned into a villainess

Chapter 13

13. Encounter with Elizabeth

　After talking with Domenick-dono and calling Harold over, I went out to the garden and read 『Otsusei』.
　Surrounded by a topiary of animals in comical poses, the bench receives sunlight and a pleasant breeze, and the mother's pet peacock occasionally passes by. A great place to think. Elizabeth's portrait was on display in the room, and I hesitated to peruse Otsusei in front of it—no, I shouldn't blame Elizabeth.
　To be honest, although I had forgiven Miss Serena, when I read the novel, I was irritated by the cruel treatment of a villainess who looked like Elizabeth, and I wanted to glue the page...
　By the way, for the same reason, I can't read the lovey-dovey novel about me and Elizabeth sent by Miss Serena once a week in my room. Nothing is more embarrassing than to be seen in a portrait of Elizabeth herself fainting in agony holding her head.
　Harold suggested turning the portrait upside down, but did he tell Elizabeth to show him the wall?
　
　So lately I've been reading a lot in this place. If you look up from the book, a bowing chameleon or a rabbit standing on your head will jump into your field of vision, and your excitement will quickly fade away. The green of the plants is easy on the eyes.
　
　But after a while, I came to regret this little idea.
　
　
"Good evening, Your Highness Vincent."
　
　When I first heard that voice, I judged it to be an auditory hallucination and didn't respond.
　Because I thought it was impossible to hear Elizabeth's voice in the royal palace. She felt pity for her own feelings of love, thinking that somewhere in her heart, she must have been thinking about Elizabeth as she read Otsusei. She wants to see her so much that she hears auditory hallucinations, what does Harold say?
　But the exact same voice, this time a little louder, repeated the same lines.
　
“Good evening, Your Highness Vincent!”
“Eeeee Elizabeth!?”
　
　I raised my upper body with a jerk and stood up with the recoil.
　The path extends in all directions from the square with the benches. On one of them, on the cobblestone in front of me, Elizabeth stood with her father, the Duke of La Montrivre.
　
"Your Highness, it's been a while."
“Long time no see, Duke La Montrivre.”
　
　Returning a bow to the Duke who met his gaze. Elizabeth also pinched the hem of her skirt and lowered her head. The moment she managed to manage to greet her father and daughter, Elizabeth's gaze fell on me.
　Startled, I thrust the book I was holding under the cushion.
　
"What's wrong, Elizabeth? It's rare to come to the royal palace."
　
　It's a miracle that the voice didn't turn over.
　I don't know what it is, but it's not like that, but it's awkward as if the cheating scene was suppressed. I want to make excuses, but I can't find the right words. If I say that I want to know how things that are happening at the academy will unfold after this, the Duke-dono will probably think of it as suspicious, and Elizabeth suspects that even I can't distinguish between delusion and reality. It will be broken.
　In front of me, who was panicking inside, Elizabeth put her face down for a little while, but she immediately smiled.
　
“Yes, I was allowed to accompany your father on his official business.
"To me……?"
"I didn't have enough time to send a letter and let you know, and I apologize for the impolite visit."
"No, it's okay. You wanted to see me so soon, didn't you?"
　
　I know that the usual Elizabeth values ​​courtesy. She has such a strong personality that she won't come to the royal palace unless I invite her.
　Elizabeth's smile shines even more at my words.
　
“I wanted to give this to His Highness Vincent.”
　
　Saying this, Elizabeth took out a small leather pouch. It's small enough to fit in her palm.
　I receive a small bag from Elizabeth who wraps it with both hands and holds it out. She remembered Miss Domenique, whom she had met just before, and her delicate fingertips felt like they were made of glass. I'm afraid it might break if I squeeze it too hard.
　The sachet had very little weight.
　
"Can I open it?"
"Of course. Please take a look."
　
　The inside is stuffed with cotton. In the middle of the cotton, there was a slightly purplish glass rabbit. She is doing a handstand with her ears stretched out. ……Is this motif popular?
　
"Don't you think it's cute? A merchant came to the mansion and bought it. For me, this is it."
　
　With a booming voice, Elizabeth held up another leather bag and opened her mouth softly. A flowing sky blue glass rabbit on a cotton bed.
　――Maybe this is.
　
“I think this is His Highness Vincent, and I want to hang it in my room.
　
　Uwaaaaaaaah, you took the first step, my mother! ! ! ! !
　What's more, it's an extraordinarily romantic gift, an accessory that's the color of each other's eyes.
　I scolded my knees, which were about to collapse, and supported my body.
　
"Of course I am. Thank you, and I will think of this lovely rabbit as yours...Elizabeth."
　
　I wanted to call her Liza, but I didn't have the courage in front of my father-in-law.