The Eldest Princess Walked the Way of Flowers

The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 21

The Eldest Princess Walking Down the Way of Flowers - Chapter 21

Translator: Yonnee

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Chapter 21's

“... His Highness?”

But it seems like Yves Russell is too busy right now to accommodate his visit.

He gently stepped forward and blocked the door, a slightly uncomfortable expression on his face.

“I left a message through Allen. I said I'd call you.”

“He delivered it to me, but there's something I need to tell you..”.

“Um, now a little..”.

Then, a clear and high-pitched voice came through the door.

“Yves Russell, you are still disrespectful to women. If there are guests, it is only natural that they greet me and introduce themselves to me!”

He bit his lips, chewed them, then opened them once more.

With a forced smile, he opened the door.

“Come, Radis. Let me introduce you to my grandmother, the Marchioness of Russell two generations ago, Madam Mariel Russell. You can call her godmother. ”

Inside Yves Russell's living room was a graceful old woman, standing there as if she had just come out of a painting.

Mariel Russell was wearing a large, gold-colored wig on her head, and she was dignified like a queen.

The corner of Yves Russell's lips twitched nonstop as he spoke.

"This is Miss Radis Tilrod."

"Hindu?"

Mariel shook her head towards Yves as if she was saying nonsense.

"Yves Russell, you must have learned how to joke too."

“……”

“……”

While wearing David's trousers, Radis stood upright with his legs fused together.

Seeing their expressions, Mariel realized that Yves was not joking.

Confused, Mariel spoke.

"Geez, why is a woman dressed like this?"

Radis replied politely.

"I'm sorry. I don't have much clothes on my hands. ”

shaaaaa.

It was like the midwinter wind from the north had passed between them.

Radis was already used to this kind of situation, so he was fine. The awkwardness in the room belonged only to Yves and Mariel.

While Radis looked down, Yves was busy sending Mariel a reproachful look. Meanwhile, Mariel was also busy staring at Yves as if she was blaming him.

"That-That!"

Mariel's voice rose an octave higher in embarrassment.

“It would be a problem if Miss went around in such clothes at a time like this! Yeah Russell! Don't you know manners! ”

Yves' eyes only told Mariel, 'Please, please just stop.'

“She's my guest. Godmother, I will explain the situation to you later, so—”

"What's? A guest? You…!"

Mariel's eyes widened in shock.

In recent years, Mariel Russell's attention has focused on only one thing.

Wedding Marquis of Russell current—grandsons—!

Even today, she visited him just so he could nag him about it.

Now that he found a woman here in the estate, his mind naturally headed in that direction.

'I can't believe Yves is hiding a woman!'

Mariel's eyes instantly swept over Radis' appearance.

He doesn't believe this.

Yves Russell was not very popular in high society, but he was still a Marquis.

His nobility as a Marquis, his vast territory, his abundant wealth, his youth.

There are many women who like Yves Russell. He has everything.

Most of them were willing to marry Yves, and they were all women from acceptable families.

But this kid…

“Tilrod?”

Marial tries to remember the Tilrod household, which is buried deep in her memory.

He could remember the name Tilrod because of a man named Alexis Tilrod, 'Fire Sword', who was a contributor to the founding of the Empire.

If there was only an ancestor from 500 years ago to remember a family, then it must have been a bad household.

'But why? Why is he here?'

Radis looked towards Yves with an awkward expression, and in return, Yves Russell smiled at him.

It was even more suspicious to see them exchange looks like this.

Mariel shouted in heart.

'No no no no! I can't allow this!'

If it had been like this, then he would have had to stop it from the beginning.

He would even do as much as never stepping into the Marquisate of Russell again!

"Did you say your name is Radis?"

As he was called, Radis looked towards Mariel with wide eyes.

"Good mistress."

Mariel spoke in a very cold tone.

"Did you get permission from your parents?"

Permission, said.

His parents practically sold Radis in exchange for money from Marquis Russell.

Radis' lips began to tremble slowly.

Seeing his expression, Yves Russell replied instead of Radis.

"There's permission, of course."

"Ada?"

Even more shocked, Mariel looked alternately between Radis' trembling lips and Yves' stiff face.

When Radis was seen biting her lower lip, Mariel's determination almost weakened, but she hardened her determination back then.

He has to make her go now.

“That can't be true! Who in this world would send their daughter to a man she did not marry ?! ”

Mariel glared at Radis ferociously as she said this.

“I can't even imagine how worried your parents are! Hurry up and get back home. It is clear that your parents are heartbroken over your actions at this time. Putting nails into the hearts of his parents like this is not the duty of a child, nor is it the duty of man!”

Instead, every word Mariel spoke thrust a nail into Radis' chest.

Radis looked at the older woman with reddened eyes, then she opened her lips.

"You talk too much, madam."

"What?"

"The lady may not understand, but there are people in this world who do not deserve to be parents."

Hearing Radis words, the living room became silent as if it was flooded with Arctic water.

Now, Mariel's lips are starting to shake.

“What an arrogant...Miss Radis, even if something goes wrong, it is very wrong for you to think like this. What do you mean, 'Unfit to be a parent'? Their parents and children are connected by heaven. What other qualifications do they need? After carrying you in her stomach, your mother gave birth to you, Miss Radis. And your father raised you to this old age!”

Mariel spoke sternly as she looked at the alternation between Radis and Yves with anger behind her eyes.

“You have no gratitude. Even if your parents make a mistake, even if they commit treason, if you are their child, you must forgive your parents' mistakes!”

With his head bowed, Radis' expression hardened.

He muttered.

“...I'd rather they commit treason.”

He meant.

If Margaret and Jade had only committed a grave offense of treason, it would have been easier to forgive them.

Radis raised his head.

“They are right. That's what I believe too. I tried that too. But Madam couldn't even imagine how much..!”.

A heartless smile was seen on Radis' lips.

“But Mom, sometimes there are parents who stick nails in the hearts of their own children. Surprisingly, people did not ask the old man what was the reason they did this. Is that acceptable? Is it only a child who has obligations to his parents? Is there no obligation that parents should uphold against their children?”

Something that had hardened in his heart seemed to have exploded.

After saying this, Radis stood still for a moment.

It's not like he said those words.

The huge thorn that pierced his heart seemed to have been unleashed.

His whole body was trembling.

Radis could not bear to see Mariel's face.

Mariel, who does not know the situation of Radis, only talks about the common assumptions people believe about their parents and children.

But those words provoked Radis' anger.

"…I'm sorry. I'm too rough.”

He can't take it anymore. Radis apologized while continuing to tremble. Then, he turned around.

“Hei... Hey!”

Mariel's startled cry quickly faded in the distance.

Radis ran down the stairs in a hurry.

As he passed through the hall, it felt like the servants were watching him with their necks stretched out.

Radis was also frightened by the gazes of the servants.

“Nona Radis?”

Allen, who was standing near the front door, called out to him, but Radis also ignored him.

He pushed open the front door of the estate and ran towards the garden.

Just in time, the palace guard happened to be releasing the horses from the carriage.

Radis snatched the control of a horse and climbed it carelessly.

“Ha-ya!”

And like that, he disappeared like the wind.

...* * *...

'Sticking a nail into his parents' heart like this was not the duty of a child, nor was it the duty of a human!'

'I just made a decision that will benefit David's future with the Tilrod family!'

The words of Mariel and Margaret echoed in his mind like auditory hallucinations.

For the future of the family. For the future of his sister, who became the crutch of the household. Just for their sake, was it right to destroy the life of the eldest daughter that no one wanted?

Is that the job of a child? The duty of all men?

'If this is true, then just one time. Why was I given two lives? If there was a god out there, if there was a reason why I was born the eldest daughter of the Tilrod family, that god should have let me die like that. Why should I live again? Does that mean I have to live like that twice? Everything is too cruel!'

How long has he been running?

Radis pulled the horse to a stop when she felt her neck wet with sweat.

His face froze cold from the strong night wind, but his body was sweating like a horse.