The villainess that got pregnant with the crown prince’s child decided to run away

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“If I were to make preparations to stand against Lord Naaotto, you wouldn’t assassinate me, would you?”

He asks as if to rest his doubts.

I nod in response.

“Correct. I’m done with the assassination business.”

“I see. Fine. If that’s the case, can I consider you an ally of mine, then?”

“Yes, Lord Edward.”

I faced him and kneeled down on the spot towards him.

Inside of me rests Rachel’s soul. The warmth of her soul and the sincerity from the orphans in the church led me to this path. I have decided that I no longer wanted to do anything with assassinations anymore.

And so I pledged my allegiance to Lord Edward.

I wished to protect not only Rachel but Lord Edward as hell.

For he was Rachel’s beloved, after all.

And perhaps it’s because I shared my consciousness with her, but I grew fond of her as if she was my other half.

“I will no longer deal in any more shady businesses. I have committed many sins, and perhaps I will never truly be able to wash away my sins. But from this day forth, I will dedicate myself wholly to you.”

I said from the bottom of my heart. I looked up and saw Lord Edward with a satisfied smile.

It seems like he accepted me.

“That’s reassuring. Then I will leave Rachel to you. Please, bring her back.”

“Understood.”

I deeply bowed and left the room along with Makoto.

And so, we rushed back home without even saying a single word to each other.

As I passed by the front gate, I slipped and fell.

“Oh, I got you. Are you all right?”

“Y-Yeah.”

Apparently, I was more nervous than I thought.

As soon as I entered my own place, my own territory, I felt completely relieved and just loosened up in that very spot.

Makoto had rushed over and prevented me from falling. I thanked him, and we headed towards the dining room together.

I could no longer walk properly, so Makoto held my waist and slowly sat me in a chair in the dining room.

His eyes were full of affection. Sensing that, I was overcome with a sense of embarrassment, and I inadvertently looked away from him.

“You did great.”

He said as he gently patted my head.

“…I’m not a kid, you know.”

“I know. If you were a child, I would be a rather sinful adult for thinking that you’re special to me.”

“…”

He said it so plainly that it felt very awkward.

Has Makoto always been like this?

Makoto was smiling as usual, but I couldn’t look at him in the eyes. He suddenly stood up and let go of my hand.

“Ah…”

Instinctively, my eyes just followed his hands with a bit of regret.

In response, Makoto just snickered a little.

“I’ll be back. I’m just going to make some tea.”

He left humming to himself as he walked towards the kitchen.