《What would you do if you suddenly fell in love?》Back to the inn, again
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Hearing Sian's question, the young woman answered apathetically. "Why should I hold a grudge? In fact, I even think you did a good deed, I always hated him."
"That's good since I don't intend to apologize." Sian said.
"It doesn't matter, I don't intend to thank you either. But I must say you were very extravagant." She said with a hint of respect. "Breaking into the mansion in the middle of a party and killing the Duke along with all the elite guards is not something anyone could do."
"Well, it turns out that when I discovered the culprit for making my life go into chaos, I couldn't resist the temptation to strangle him with my own hands." Sian clenched his fist, expressing a clearly noticeable anger that caused passersby to move away.
"After you killed him, the kingdom never revealed what he did, just said it was something unforgivable, but by your expression, it seems that he did something terrible." She looked into his eyes with a hint of curiosity, as if she wanted to discover something.
“That scum took the children out of orphanages under the camouflage of adoption, abused them and used them in experiments... Because of him, I lost important people to me...” Sian took a long breath. “But enough talking about it, I think we better change the subject again. How did you get here?”
“I was trying to run away from home. As I said before, my brothers covet me very much, for several times they touched my breasts ‘unintentionally’. They even rubbed against my thighs and ass when they had the chance. That was disgusting. If I could, I would have thrown them in a pot of boiling oil.”
She said with a disgusted expression.
"The only one of my brothers who wasn't so lascivious as to touch me blatantly was the oldest. But strangely enough, he always helped me cancel the marriages that our father arranged. Even though I was grateful for it, I had a slight impression that he intended to make me his concubine when our father died."
"If that was the case, then why didn't you run away before?" Sian asked.
"Because it wouldn't be that simple. My father would surely find out the moment I set foot out of the mansion, so I needed to plan carefully." She said.
"As this situation was bearable to some extent, I was in no hurry to act. All I had to do was wait for the right moment. But then you killed our father, and I was right. Shortly after that, my older brother confessed to me. From there, things started to get worse, but I needed to endure until I found a safe way out of there. But the last drop was when I heard my sisters talking to their mothers, they were sneaking around planning to use me as an offering to you."
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"So you mean you were going to become a gift for me?" Sian asked in surprise.
"Yes, that's why I ran away and ended up being caught by bandits, then I was sold to that old man, and now I'm in your hands... Fate is very cruel to me." She took a long breath. "It's hard to be perfect, even the heavens are jealous of me..."
"Somehow I felt offended by that, I'm not that bad..." Sian said unconformed.
"I've always heard rumors of how lascivious you were, and they say that even uncle Frank's royal harem didn't escape your hands. I didn't want to become another toy like those poor women. ”
“Kulhum” Sian looked away. "You shouldn't believe rumors."
"Your face says otherwise." She looked at him with narrowed eyes.
"Bullshit, you have your eyes almost closed, so you haven't seen it right."
“But-”
Before she said anything more, Sian said. "It's getting late, so let's buy the things you need."
***
After quickly buying what they needed, they went back to the inn.
Stopping in front of the door, the young woman looked around with an appraising look. "Is this the inn that I will be in charge of? Although it seems a bit worn out, with my skills it will become the best inn in the world in a short time."
"No, I haven't built it yet, I need to find someone for that. Tomorrow I'm going to take a quick trip to the duchy to hire builders."
Sian's words immediately excited the young woman. "In that case, you can leave it to me."
"You?" Sian shot her a dubious look.
"Yes, but I'm not talking about the construction itself, but about the blueprint of the inn."
"I think I'd better not, I'm going to find someone who really understands." Sian said.
"I understand and I can prove it." She said. "From today to tomorrow, I will prepare a blueprint and you can evaluate it. After that, it's up to you whether you're going to use it or not."
"Very well, then I will wait until the day after tomorrow."
'With how confident she looks, I think I can give her a chance.'
After passing the receptionist's desk, Sian said. "I don't know if it's my impression, but I feel that people are looking at us strangely since we left that old man's tent, even the receptionist had the same look..."
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"They must be impressed by my beauty, it's not always that they can see someone like me walking around." The young woman said proudly.
"Well, I guess this time I have to agree with you..."
As they were going up the stairs, Sian noticed something.
'Was her understanding of architecture another coincidence? After all, if she is as capable as she says, then this is very convenient for me.’
'But so many coincidences happening at almost the same time... This is starting to get suspicious…’
The moment he entered the room, Sian was greeted by the bouncy Emily. But for some unknown reason, she suddenly ran away like a frightened puppy with her tail between the legs and hid behind Ophilia. Who in turn was looking up and down at the young woman next to him.
'Shit!'
'We bought the clothes, but I forgot to tell her to change!'
"It's not what you are thinking!" Sian said nervously.
“I don't care if you have more women. Besides, she is so beautiful.” Ophilia said, admiring the young woman.
"Really?" Sian asked, surprised and happy, but quickly suppressed the expression. "Kulhum, I mean, she is not my woman."
"You don't have to hide it, I may not be from the nobility, but I know that it is common for men to have several women." Ophilia said calmly.
Still hiding behind Ophilia, Emily asked timidly. "Did Daddy used violence to bring this woman to home?"
"Violence?" Sian looked at her, confused. "Why do you think Daddy would use violence to bring her?"
"The teacher said that Daddy use violence to get women and then played with them."
‘Wait!’
Sian turned to the young woman and immediately understood why Emily asked that. She had some bruises on her arms and abdomen.
'Shit, I forgot that too, what beauty that nothing. Now I understand why we were getting those looks.'
'Damn old man, why didn't you try to convince her in the dialogue?'
While Sian was mentally cursing the old man, Ophilia said worriedly. "I don't think it's good to use violence to get women, you know?"
“No-no, it's not like that. She is an old friend of mine that I met when I was coming back. She was robbed and lost everything, when I saw her, she was being beaten by some guys who wanted to take advantage of her, so I helped her and brought her here.” Sian said hastily as he tried to maintain a calm expression so as not to let his lie get exposed.
'Agree with me and I owe you a favor.'
To reinforce his lie, he sent a telepathic message to the young woman, who seemed slightly surprised.
"He tells the truth, he saved me from the bullies who wanted to take advantage of my beauty." The young woman said sadly as her eyes filled with tears. "*sniff* They wanted me to use my divine and perfect body to make money for them, *sniff* it was so scary.
If Sian didn't show up at that moment, *sniff* I don't know what would have happened to me, *sniff* just remembering it makes me want to cry *sniff*."
At that point, the young woman really started to cry softly and put both hands on her face.
With a kind and welcoming expression, Ophilia hugged the young woman. "Don't worry, you'll be fine now, we're here with you."
While her back was stroked by Ophilia, the young woman seemed to cry even more sadly.
‘She is very good, if it wasn’t combined I would have believed it too.’
Sian approached Emily, crouched down and patted her head. “See? Daddy is not as bad as your teacher says.”
"Really?" She asked with her little eyes still full of uncertainty.
"Really really, Daddy would never lie to you." Sian took a cookie to her mouth, which snapped it up without a second thought.
"Yay, I knew Daddy was not a bad person." She jumped, hugging him around the neck.
Seeing how her tail wagged at full speed, Sian thought.
'Children are so honest and easy to deceive... But now I feel a little guilty about that... It seems that I need to talk to her teacher.'
While Sian spent time playing with Emily, the young woman finally stopped crying, but was still in Ophilia's arms, hugging her back.
Stroking the young woman's long blond hair, Ophilia asked Sian. “What's her name?”
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