VIP Chapter 259: Half-Elf Empress Offers You Nightmares (2)
A dazzling white wedding dress.
A wedding dress with a gold trim.
A wedding dress that brought white veils to silver hair.
A light blue skirt embroidered with roses, circle after circle, from the hem upwards.
And…
A wedding dress with all black, feather-like decorations spread across her skirt.
Wearing this, Treya’s appearance was completely different from her previous image as a half-elf princess; she looked more like a grim reaper with black wings.
For some reason.
Will chose this one in the end.
After selecting one out of two, one by one, he chose this dress.
He stared blankly at the calm Treya before him, even finding it unbelievable himself—this was the outcome of a comparative selection, with no special meaning attached.
He once thought a black wedding dress would be very unsuitable for Treya, but after repeated selections, there seemed to be no better option among these dresses.
Her silver hair cascaded like a waterfall; amidst the white and other light colors, it seemed to outshine all the flowers, neither highlighting Treya’s silver hair nor the sanctity of the wedding dress.
On the contrary…
The black one was just right.
This choice felt like a result deeply etched in his heart from the very beginning.
The wedding dress was heavy, but Treya, wearing it, still twirled in the middle of the venue.
She was like the moon shining in the dark night.
“Will. It’s your turn now, pick one and show me.”
Will nodded. He turned around. Behind him was a private room, prepared for them to change.
Since Treya had been the one changing clothes for the first half, he hadn’t had a chance to go inside yet.
Standing before the private room, with his hand on the doorknob, Will felt a trace of fear.
This might be the first time he had been out of Treya’s sight for so long. Since their engagement, Treya would wait outside even when he used the restroom, and he would see her immediately upon exiting.
Why was he feeling fear?
Was it because he would be in a place Treya couldn’t see for a brief ten minutes?
He shouldn’t be afraid of such a thing.
It was just a short time away from Treya; nothing would happen, there would be no problems.
Besides, the people here were all from reliable clothing stores that Treya had brought in, and he was in the safest place, the Royal Family. There definitely wouldn’t be any issues.
Therefore, he took a deep breath and opened the door.
And then…
Just as he stepped into the empty private room, he heard a voice from behind him—
“Finally found an opportunity to get you away from Treya. You’re the only one who can negotiate with her, Will Systom!”
He tried to shout, but someone from behind directly struck him down with a club, knocking him unconscious.
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He…
He was attacked… in the Royal Family… on Treya’s territory?
Who could it be?
On Treya’s territory, who would have such power?
And who would risk being discovered by Treya, risk being kidnapped within her territory and sphere of influence?
Moreover, negotiate with Treya? Why would he be the one to negotiate with Treya?
— With these questions, which he didn’t understand yet, his consciousness slowly returned.
He slowly opened his eyes. His vision was still slightly blurred with the dizziness of having fainted, but he could see clearly.
Standing before him…
Was the smiling, seemingly sunny and gentle Eugenie, Treya’s fourth sister.
No.
Will blinked.
【It was Eugenie, standing in the shadows, looking fierce, her red hair disheveled, filled only with rage, and drenching him with a bucket of water.】
【She looked nothing like her former elegant and proud self as the Fourth Princess.】
【All that remained was the madness of being pushed to the brink.】
“Damn you, who ruined my plans three years ago, who turned Treya into this, who handed the entire Entak Empire over to her…”
“Will Systom.”
“How long are you going to sleep? You’re finally awake.”
【She said these words through gritted teeth.】
“What… what are you talking about?”
Will spoke softly.
He wanted to move his body, especially lift his arm, because his glasses were about to fall off his nose.
But…
He couldn’t.
He discovered that his arms were tied tightly to the chair.
Yes, he had… been kidnapped by Eugenie, Treya’s sister.
“Did I… did I do these things…?”
His head was still heavy and aching, but even so, he searched his brain and found nothing that matched Eugenie’s accusations.
Wasn’t he just Treya’s beloved little young master?
Wasn’t he the good husband who didn’t need to do anything but stay by the Empress’s side?
Wasn’t he…
*Slam*.
He tilted his head and watched his glasses fall to the ground. The left lens dropped vertically, hit the ground, and then shattered into two pieces from the middle.
“…Hmm?”
It was only then that he realized what had just happened—
【Eugenie had slapped him across the face, unlike her former princess demeanor, she was like a shrew who had lost all her bottom line.】
In Will’s eyes, the world suddenly turned a dusty gray.
Eugenie’s red hair, against this blackness, was like fresh blood spreading on the ground in a dark dungeon, carrying a scent that didn’t belong to a “stable and happy royal family.”
She panted, saying angrily:
“Stop acting, Will Systom!”
“I know, I understand, because I witnessed how you schemed against everyone three years ago.”
【She seemed desperate.】
Three years ago, scheming against everyone?
Had he really done such a thing? No, did he really need to do such a thing?
It wasn’t in his “memory.”
“What are you talking about? I didn’t scheme against anyone… Let me go, Treya will be worried when she can’t find me…”
Will didn’t expect that after saying this, it was like throwing a bomb into boiling water; Eugenie’s eyes widened, looking at him in disbelief.
“You… you don’t mean… you’ve really been turned into her little canary kept in the Royal Palace by her?”
“Little canary?”
Will turned his head. Because his glasses had fallen, his vision of Eugenie was extremely blurry, but even in this blurred image, he could see Eugenie scratching her red hair, looking completely disbelieving.
“Impossible, it’s impossible, you don’t remember anything? You really think this now? Or are you just acting as usual with your sweet talk and fake smile?”
“Eugenie… what are… you saying?”
Looking at Will’s overly innocent, even bewildered expression, devoid of any trace of the acting he was once so skilled at, Eugenie’s eyes widened.
“I understand, I understand, you’re not acting, you… you really don’t remember!”
