Who Made Me a Princess

Chapter 90.1

Translator: HH Editor: HH

Felix looked at the guards and Claude like they were being too much, and his face fell.

“Felix Robane.”

But a cold voice that brought upon shivers blocked Felix’s words.

“Do you really want to die from treason?”

It was the first time I saw Claude speak to Felix so coldly.

“Everyone’s calling that girl a princess, so that girl is also being foolish.”

It was also the first time I saw Claude look at me with such warmth less eyes.

This ball was to celebrate his birthday, but Claude looked more violent than ever. It was clear to see I was the reason.

“Count Padma.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“What do you think of that girl kneeling in front of me/”

Claude asked in a cold low voice to the guy on his left. But he couldn’t answer easily, and once again, a cold voice split the ballroom.

“Why can’t you speak? Repeat what you just said, didn’t I just command you? Have you gone deaf?”

Count Padma let out a sweat and spoke.

“Isn’t that the Princess Athanasia de Obelia that you yourself acknowledged, sir.”

“Incorrect.”

Count Padma’s answer was actually correct, based on Claude and my relationship to the public so far. But the response to his answer was negative.

“That girl isn’t my child.”

Claude denied my existence in front of everyone gathered to celebrate his birthday. And when he announced that, the entire ballroom started to quietly murmur in waves.

Some widened their eyes to look at me, some covered their mouths in surprise, and some quietly whispered to their neighbors.

“Not for a single moment.”

And in the midst of everyone, I could feel myself turning colder and colder like someone had dunked me in ice.

“That thing has never been my daughter.”

At that moment, I was Athanasia de Algier Obelia. That is, the Athanasia from <Lovable Princess>.

“The thing kneeling in front of me is nothing more than a criminal.”

My existence was shattered into pieces and flew away in the air.

“So if someone ever calls that thing a princess, one more time, I’ll lock you up for treason.”

When Claude said I wasn’t his daughter. And when he said I had never been his daughter.

“Ha. Athanasia. Are you really deserving of that name?”

Claude’s cold smile pierced my heart. Like I was to him, in this moment, he was also a stranger to me.

“Last time, there was something I decided.”

His cold eyes slid on me. I grabbed onto the cold marble of the floor like it was the only thing keeping me from blowing away.

“When I saw you again, I would definitely kill you.”

Under the chandelier, Claude looked like a bloodless marble statue. The Emperor from the book who had never expressed any warmth or love, and never accepted Athanasia as his daughter.

“But I don’t want to see blood today, so it’s a shame.”

The Claude in front of me was that Claude.

“I’m bored. Let’s wrap the ball up now.”

He raised himself from his stone with a bored expression in his eyes that was still cold.

“Take that girl away from my sight right this instant.”

At his orders, the guards started to approach me again. But Felix stopped them.

“You can’t do this, Your Majesty!”

“Felix, are my words nothing do you? What are the rest of you doing? Not cleaning this ballroom of that girl.”

“Your Majesty! Punish me instead!”

It was obvious, but Felix’s words wouldn’t be prioritized over Claude’s. Once again, I was forced up by the guards.

I released my lip that I had been biting from Claude’s hurtful words and spoke to the guards.

“Take your hands off me and step back.”

“It’s the Emperor’s orders.”

But they held on to me even tighter. I clenched my teeth and shouted at the guards, pushing them away with all my power.

“I said to step back!”

Crash!

At that moment, the same power that had flicked away Jannette and other people forced the guards back.

But this time, it wasn’t as powerful and only made them take a single step back. However, they still looked at me in shock.

I looked at them icily and spoke in a cold voice.

“I never gave you permission to touch me as you please.”

The same silence filled my surroundings like before. With pale faces, people were looking at me at Claude. Claude was looking at me with his eyebrows raised.

Looking into his eyes, I spoke.

“Even if you don’t force me, I will leave on my own accord.”

The clothes, chandelier, and even the steps to the throne, and the marble floor. There wasn’t a single thing that wasn’t fancy in the ballroom, except for me.

So when I left, that wasn’t going to be the case.

Like the way I had practiced hundreds of times when I was little, I lifted my dress skirts and did a perfect curtsy. And I said my goodbyes to Claude not as his daughter, but as a princess of Obelia.

“Please forgive me for not being able to prepare a present on this celebratory day. I expect you don’t expect words of congratulations from me, so I will take my leave.”

Amidst the silence, I lifted my head to look at Claude.

“Honor and blessings to Obelia’s Sun. I sincerely congratulate you, Your Majesty.”

And until the very last moment, I kept my calm and turned away.

I thought Claude was going to say orders to pull me any moment now, but strangely, it was quiet. But my back was blazing from his gaze I felt.

The echoes of my steps rang throughout the large ballroom.

Creak.

Until the end, I didn’t drop my head or flinch while leaving from the hell Claude had put me into.

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