Chapter 22 â A Heated Argument
I blinked in surprise. I didnât expect her to be so honest with me over the fact that she was jealous, or that she thought that I was similar to Dorothea. However, I did not feel bad. It was good to solve misunderstandings.
âIâm grateful that you were honest with me. In fact, whether His Highness likes you or you like His Highness, itâs not a matter I can interfere with. In any case, itâs not like emotions can be controlled at will,â I said.
âThings may change later, but for nowâ¦thank you for saying that,â she said softly.
âThereâs no way His Highness wouldnât like someone as good as you.â Honestly, it wouldnât make sense for him to not like Odeletta. If I were a man instead of a woman like Maristella, I would pursue Odeletta. Who wouldnât be infatuated with such a wonderful woman? âIâm certain that His Highness will fall in love with the beauty of eternity. Iâm confident.â
âAhaha, those are pleasant words to hear.â Odeletta gave me a smile. âI think love and friendship are important, but I donât want my friendship with you to get twisted.â
âMe too! Both are important!â I agreed. After a moment, I continued. âSo thenâ¦letâs not be awkward with each other anymore. Alright?â
âOf course, Lady Maristella. When would we ever do that?â Odeletta smiled brightly and made eye contact with me, and I was able to feel at ease.
Phew, Iâm glad I said all this beforehand.
âSo nowâ¦â
Should I meet another person?
âThe culprit behind this.â
Dorothea, where are you now?
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âMarie!â
A high, sharp voice called out to me, and a smile spread across my face. Perfect timingâI already parted from Odeletta and was searching for Dorothea alone. I put on a neutral expression and then turned around.
Dorothea was running in my direction with a bright look on her face. This was not a scene in the original story, but the author would have described it as âwith a lively look as always.â The thought made my mood sour. What on earth was the author thinking?
âMarie, where were you? You suddenly disappeared,â Dorothea said fussily.
ââ¦I was with Lady Odeletta,â I replied, and Dorotheaâs lips turned into a frown.
What, youâre giving me that look? I donât think you can do this under these circumstances.
I wanted to say that to her, but I decided to hold back my words for now. Honestly, I wasnât that eager to talk to her.
âWhy?â Dorothea demanded in a trembling voice. âWhy are you still with Lady Odeletta at todayâs tea party?â
ââ¦Because thatâs my feeling.â It was childish, but really, it was up to me. Why would she interfere with that? I scowled and concluded my speech.
âWhy are you being so nosy?â I asked.
âWhy!â Dorothea shrilled.
Ah, I sensed that she was going to say her usual line again, and my brow crinkled.
âWeâre friends,â she said.
Weâre friends. Friends, friends, friends! Friends my ass. Since when has this genre turned into a teen drama?
I looked at her pitifully. âFriend?â I said with a smile. It was better to mingle with ants on the road than to be friends with her. At least ants wouldnât smack me around. Â âAm I really your friend?â
âI am your best friend, Maristella Janice La Bellafleur. Is there a problem with this proposition?â
For one, it was a completely false proposition.
âYou donât think of me as a friend,â I retorted cynically. âIn fact, Iâve been wondering about that, but after today Iâm certain.â
âFor what reason â¦!â
âYou like it when Iâm in trouble, donât you?â
âWhat?â
âYou like it when Iâm humiliated publicly?â I continued.
âWhat are you talking about, Marie!â Dorothea yelled.
âIf you really thought of me as a friend, then you shouldnât have brought up the story of the Crown Prince earlier.â
âIâ¦â Dorothea raised her voice in indignation, as if she were being falsely accused. âI did it for you, Marie.â
âDonât talk nonsense. You did it for you.â
ââ¦â
âYou didnât do it for me, did you?â I gave a wry smile. âYou think something was going on when I was invited to Thurman Palace by His Highness?â
âI just spoke the truth.â
âSo,â I added with a smirk, âWhy are you being presumptuous with what happened between me and High Highness? This is a matter between the relevant parties, not you, a third person, Dorothea.â
ââ¦â
âWhat you did earlier was very rude, Dorothea. Didnât you learn manners? Spreading stories without the personâs consent is impolite and ridiculous.â
âIâm not just anyone else, Iâm your friend. And you still think itâs rude?â Dorothea countered.
âThereâs a line even between family members, and what are you?â I gave a humorless laugh. âI was disappointed in you today. I didnât know you would be so crude. That is what low people do.â
ââ¦â
âIf we are nobles, then letâs act like nobles, hm?â
âYouâ¦â Dorothea started, biting her lips. âWhat are you so proud of?â
ââ¦What?â This was ridiculous.
âYou went to Thurman Palace without me. Without even telling me!â
âBecause His Highness invited only me,â I said in a strong voice. âOnly me.â
ââ¦â
âNot you, only me,â I repeated.
âYou donât treat me as a friend. I said that I liked the Crown Prince, and I said that clearly at Lady Odelettaâs party,â Dorothea fired back at me with a voice that almost sounded evil. âWhen Odeletta said the same thing, then as a friend you should have chosen me. You know she and I donât get along. You should have brought me too!â
âWithout permission of the invitee? Dorothea, you werenât taught that, were you?â
ââ¦â
âNo. You should have learned countless times that thatâs rude. Yes, even a child knows that. Itâs more ridiculous for an adult to do this. Do you not think before you speak?â
âWeâre friends, so that doesnât matter.â
âEven if it doesnât matter, it matters to His Highness. This isnât just anyone else, itâs the Crown Prince. We are only daughters of nobles. His Highness invited me, so naturally I have to pay careful attention.â
It was difficult to communicate with Dorothea, but I already knew this. It was killing me talking to her rather than Odeletta. I didnât know how to win because I couldnât even understand what she was saying.
âIf this is how youâre behaving, then youâre gradually losing your sense of reality. Thatâs a problem, isnât it?â I said.
ââ¦â
âIâm advising you, Dorothea. Keep it in mind.â
Because itâs going to be the first and last piece of advice Iâm giving you.
âAnd I think you must be mistaken because even if youâre my friend, Lady Odeletta is also my friend.â
ââ¦â
âIf both my friends like the same person, itâs polite not to interfere.â
âSince when did you have such a relationship with Lady Odeletta?â Dorothea demanded.
I actually liked Odeletta from outside the book, but of course Dorothea couldnât know that. âIâm more attached to people who have short-term common sense than long-term irrationality.â
âWhat?â Dorothea blurted with a reddish face. âI donât have common sense? Marie, watch what you say. If you keep talking like this, I canât let this go no matter how much I care about you.â
ââ¦â
I couldnât imagine the expression of incredulity I must have on my face. âAre you saying you think you have common sense?â I asked.
âAre you saying I donât?â she shot back.
âIt is common sense not to do things without permission from others. Just grab anyone passing by and ask.â
ââ¦â
âAm I right?â I smiled and made my final decision. âI truly donât want to be associated with someone who talks about others without their permission. Itâs fortunate that I was here today, but if the next time Iâm not, who knows what kind of story will spread? What if itâs something horrifying?â
That would beâ¦awful. I spoke in a dry tone and left her with cold last words. âIâll leave you alone.â
ââ¦â
âI donât want to see you in the future.â
With all of my heart.
I left the place without hesitation.
You just dirtied me in the mud, Dorothea, so letâs never see each other again.
As I passed by Dorothea, who had a shocked expression on her face, I was captured by an indescribable joy.
Letâs throw away the junk car and ride the Mercedes-Benz, I thought.