Actually, I Was The Real One
Chapter 3

That night, his father, Ludwig, called Keira to his office.

Only a few times over the years did his father call him. He was nervous but excited, and headed to his father's room.

Ludwig, Grand Duke, sat at his desk working late into the night. He continued to pay attention to the papers even though he entered the room. Although disappointed, Keira comforted herself by saying that she was only focused on her work.

"You called."

As he spoke, Ludwig looked up.

Coldly, he said, "I heard what happened this afternoon."

"What?"

He remembered the confrontation with Cosette. He smiled innocently as he insulted Keira's dead mother.

“Dad, this–.”

“I know you don't like the kid. Not that I don't understand. But aren't you ashamed to act so low?”

“…”

What should Keyra say? His rough tone was heart-wrenching, but what do you mean by 'the kid?' Sounds very intimate.

The affection hidden in the word is suffocating.

“And you even pointed a sword at him. People still haven't stopped talking about it. From now on, please think before acting.”

“T-but he insulted me first. She said my mother committed adultery and gave birth to me. I can stand being insulted, but my mom–”

"We'll see if it's an insult or a fact."

"...What's?"

Keira did not understand what she had just heard. He was rooted in the place for a long time. When he finally understood the meaning, his entire body began to tremble as if he had been struck by lightning.

She had always been ignored by her father, but she had never felt more sad until this moment.

An ice-cold voice struck him as a statue, "Get out."

“Mother... Mother is..”.

"I said get out."

He said he would not tolerate it anymore.

Keira left the office and a cold hallway was waiting for her. The ceiling was spinning and the floor was bending in a strange direction. She stumbled and finally fell to the floor, feeling a soft carpet on her knees.

Do you doubt my mother and me?

How can you do this?

Not Cosette, but Keira, who served as the next Saintess, your daughter, and Grand Duchy's mistress for twenty years. Did his father say that the people he had met recently were more trustworthy than those who had been with him for a long time?

Just because they look alike?

Her tears flowed without realizing it. If there were no hot tears in her hands, she would not have realized that she was crying.

It was time for him to wipe his wet cheeks with his sleeves.

A familiar voice sounded a few steps away, “Keira? What are you doing there?"

It was a creepy sound. When Keira looked up, Cosette was expected to stand there. She was wearing a white dress that matched her silver hair.

Keira wiped her tears but could do nothing with her red eyes. Cosette knew immediately that Keira was crying.

"Huh."

Immediately after, a cruel smile appeared on his face. Such a cruel smile, yet the servant behind them could not see it.

The voice from the mouth with a cruel smile was so sweet.

“Yes God, are you crying? Why are you crying here?”

Cosette reached out her hand and wiped her teary eyes. Keira felt her face shudder at the contact.

'You're gonna die because of me, aren't you? But what can we do. From now on, I take everything from you.’

It was as if Keira could hear Cosette whispering those words.

Keira brushed Cosette's hand off. It was sad to see Cosette crying, and she did not want to be comforted by him at all.

Tension resounded in the quiet passageway.

“Oh, woman! Are you okay?"

The servant standing behind her approached Cosette and touched her hand.

Keira was trained as a knight. Cosette's hand couldn't have been okay when Keira hit her as hard as she could.

Cosette's hands quickly flushed.

"Yes God! What can I do?"

“I'm fine, so please don't make a fuss. Keyra must be embarrassed. It doesn't hurt too much."

“See that red light! Doesn't hurt?”

“It doesn't hurt.”

A sad expression came from the waiter as if to say, I can't believe you beat up the person who tried to comfort you. This time, you're too evil.’

Keyra stand. "It's none of your business what I do."

“But you can't just pass someone who is crying. I'm not that cold.”

Keyra ignored those words. That's not worth answering. “I heard you live in a separate house. Why did you come to the main house so late at night? ”

Keira's room is located in the main house and Cosette's room is in a separate house. Thanks to that, Keira's only comfort was that she didn't have to see him after sunset.

Cosette replied with her head tilted innocently, “Do you not know? We will meet starting today.”

"...What's?"

“Is that really surprising? Initially, Parvis' direct descendants were supposed to use the main house. Dad gave me permission, so I decided to use the same third floor as you.”

Rather than the fact that Cosette was transferred to the main house, it was the way she used 'father' that was more disappointing. Cosette is very natural in calling Ludwig 'father'.

That word blew away the anger Keira had been experiencing all along. The rope of reason he was holding had been broken.

"Who! Who's father?!"

"Gosh my god."

“I am the daughter of the Parvis family! Not you, the one whose origin is unknown, but me!”

“Calm down for now. We were in front of my dad's office. What if you interrupt her work?”

Once again, the title 'father' appeared.

Wh who? Who's daddy?

There is only one Grand Duchy princess mentioned in the prophecy. And her daughter has to be Keira at all costs.

Keira could not stop shaking. He blew up everything he had built in his heart.

"I don't know what you believe and think that you are the father of––!"

"What the hell is going on?"

Before Keira finished speaking, Ludwig's voice sounded as the door opened. His voice clearly revealed his annoyance, and his cold eyes reached Keira.

Keira thought it was the gaze of someone who saw a huge rock rolling down the street.

Insensitive gaze it–

"Dad!"

–disappeared the moment Cosette said that word.

In the face of overwhelming reality, Keira must do her best not to drown.

"You're the one who can see others with that look."

Even if the sky were to collapse, it would not be as desperate as this.

For a moment, his eyes softened. When he returned to Keira, he became cold as ice.

The slap!

A burning pain began to spread on his cheeks.

It happened in an instant so he had to think for a moment to think about what happened.

Before he could fully understand the situation, a cold voice said, “It has been less than ten minutes since I warned you to be careful with your behavior. Do you have to make a fuss this late to feel better? You're shameless, Keira Parvis.”