Shattered Glass Slipper Shards Episode 27
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Of course, the man was pitiable and deserved sympathy. He was simply endlessly unlucky before the goddess of fate. Therefore, if I showed mercy and forgave him, he could have a drink tonight and say, "Today was really unlucky. But thanks to the merciful lady, I was able to survive. I'm so glad."
This was also an opportunity to prove to everyone how generous I am and how much compassion I have to forgive others.
But I didn't want to forgive him, this poor man. Considering Sir Halberd's possible injuries, no punishment would be enough.
So, what does generosity or mercy matter!
The problem was that, despite the boiling anger, I had to act as rationally as possible because the other young ladies were watching.
Unfortunately, I had a duty to gently express the noble and generous disposition of a Bishvarts Family member, and to prove the educational product that Madame de Lavalier had longed for.
In other words, it was necessary to kick away the expectations of the hyenas who were eagerly waiting to see me flustered, unable to escape my innate limitations.
But I dare say, the dignity and respect, honor and admiration that status provides are as fleeting as sand scattered in the wind before sorrow and anger.
Therefore, the small amount of compassion and aristocratic dignity I possessed would also completely disappear amidst the ridicule of the hyenas surrounding this place.
Perhaps, in the distant future, I might have a time of great self-reproach, saying that today was the most foolish moment of my life. But at this moment, I was not afraid or sad of the criticism that would pour out of others' mouths. Rather, I was in such a surprisingly calm state that I even felt eerie.
My lingering feelings for Sir Halberd are not small fragments, but wounds deeply engraved in my heart that cannot be taken out.
I shook off Marie's hand, who was supporting me, and bravely took a step forward. It was to inflict the emotion of despair on this poor man who was bowing deeply, waiting for a lenient disposition.
But there was someone who approached the man before me. She approached the man and spoke kindly, showing off her vivid sympathy and desirable favor to everyone.
"Of course. Sissae, well, she doesn't seem to know what to do because she's not used to this situation yet. But she will definitely forgive you."
At Roena's words, all the young ladies look at me. Their faces were full of ridicule.
"Was there no subject on 'How to Forgive' in the education that the Bishvarts Family's daughter receives?"
Laughter erupts at someone's mockery. Roena said with a flushed face as if making excuses.
"Don't insult Sis. She's just having a hard time. That's why I'm helping her. Is that something to laugh about? No one can laugh at Sissae's courage and mercy."
I was disgusted by her attitude of revealing my aristocratic flaws and shortcomings as a young lady under the guise of helping me.
What Roena said was what Sir Halberd should have said. But what is she to dare to talk about forgiveness!
Of course, if I had stepped forward, I might have received even more ridicule. The action I had just decided to take was nothing more than a very vulgar and petty revenge that was not at all aristocratic and could not hide my origins.
But it was my will. I had decided to act by taking it upon myself. Enough to gladly accept any disadvantages that may come. In other words, it's a completely different situation from Roena, who arbitrarily intervened.
Ah, I have never seen anyone as talented at killing the opponent through consideration that is not consideration as Roena, both in the past and now. So it would be better to call it a hateful favor mixed with pretense.
"Does the Bishvarts Family's daughter think so too?"
Princess Irene asks me. She was the most rational and wise among the group and knew how to control the situation. That was really fortunate for me.
I expressed my gratitude for her consideration and opened my mouth.
"Thank you, Princess Dibenzel. Thank you for asking my opinion. First of all, I want to thank Roena. Because the favor she showed is genuine. So thank you for helping me, Roena. But it was something I could have done alone. Of course, it's true that I couldn't do anything because of panic and fear, as Roena said. In fact, who can overcome the fear of standing in front of a charging horse? But if you think about the dazzling courage and true chivalry that Sir Halberd showed, you can't just be trembling with fear. That's why I can politely request it. The punishment for the perpetrator should be left to the lady who is the owner. If the lady respects me, the Bishvarts Family, everything will flow smoothly."
Princess Irene says.
"It will be done according to your will."
I quietly bowed my head in response to her kindness. Roena looked at the servant with a very pale face at my answer, but she did not bother to argue or fight to the end for him.
Her mercy is shallower than a stream, only slightly wetting the tips of her toes. So how futile it is. That's why I was finally able to have deep sympathy for the servant who was tortured by hope because of Roena.
Sir Lustewin Halberd was treated by a doctor called by another servant. He took various actions according to the doctor's instructions, such as moving his arm or turning his head.
But his gaze was directed at me, so I had no choice but to make eye contact continuously, which was very burdensome, so I excused myself by saying that I was dizzy and left the seat.
Marie was worried about me, but on the other hand, she was busy packing. This is because Princess Irene said that it would be better to return to her home and rest.
When the horse we were going to ride was ready, everything was completed to return to the mansion.
I had Marie check if Roena was ready. Princess Irene came to me not long after Marie left. Strangely, she was a little kinder than when I first saw her.
"I'm sorry that you had such an unpleasant experience at the first hunting ground you came to. I would like to offer my condolences."
"Thank you."
I didn't know why she was suddenly sending such favor, but I was soon able to realize it as the words continued.
"In fact, I was impressed by the lady's courage to overcome her fear, her wisdom to accurately grasp the situation, and her more aristocratic attitude than anyone else. This is sincere. I learned from a young age how beautiful and noble the elegance and responsibility that come with social status are. But my surroundings were full of people who were not aristocratic, and I had no choice but to be quite disappointed and angry about it. But the lady is different. I couldn't find any flaws in you. Rather, you showed me the image I wanted. The lady is a very kind and sincere person. May I call you Sis?"
"It's an honor, Princess Irene."
Whether my answer was satisfactory, Princess Irene speaks in an even softer voice as if whispering.
"As I said before, I hope that you, Sis, will not be shaken in truth. So don't lose the elegance you showed just now. Then I will not change either. I will write a letter when I get back. I would be very happy if you, Sis, would send me a reply."
