Daddy, I Don't Want to Marry! Vol. 1 by Hong Heesu

Author:Hong Heesu [Heesu, Hong]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781954707191
Amazon: 1954707193
Publisher: WordExcerpt
Published: 2021-11-02T00:00:00+00:00

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The day before the banquet, Beatrice was busily flitting about the palace hall, making sure that everything was flawless. Decorated with red velvet curtains and tablecloths adorned with gold, the hall was a picturesque vision to behold. Red roses filled the atrium as well, enhancing the view with a fragrant scent.

Satisfied, Beatrice rejoiced silently. It was perfect!

“Red and gold. What terrible taste,” came a voice.

Beatrice frowned. The speaker had been her stepbrother, and he had been following her around the whole day, meddling in every little thing she was doing. He wore his black armor, looking every bit the devil he was. She couldn’t understand why he was trailing after her everywhere since he usually kept to himself, locked up in his room.

Frightened, the princess’ maids took wary glimpses at him. Noticing this, Beatrice spoke on their behalf. “Dear Brother, if you have no intention of helping, please leave.”

Max side-eyes her for a moment before opening his mouth. “Why don’t we have a little chat?” he suggested.

“I have nothing to discuss with you,” she said flatly.

He grinned. “Well, I do. Follow me.”

Beatrice couldn’t gauge what had gotten into him. Normally, he didn’t even care enough to greet her. It was peculiar that he was suddenly sticking his nose in her business. Still, she quickly realized that he would continue to bother her if she didn’t oblige.

Ah, that wretched man. Irritated, she noted that she would have to kick him out of here sooner or later. However, since others were around at the moment, she had no choice but to answer as elegantly as she could manage.

“Sure,” she said.

The two walked down a corridor for a while. Then, Max turned to her. “You,” he called.

Beatrice couldn’t believe it. How impudent could he be? Standing with her hands on her hips, she glared at him. “What do you want?” she asked. She emphasized her vexation on purpose, but her stepbrother didn’t seem to care.

Why did he bring her here? After all, she didn’t speak to him much, and the very few times they had didn’t make for very fond memories.

“You better keep your distance from your mother if you don’t want to die,” he occasionally threatened. Before, she hadn’t been able to say anything since she had been afraid of the menacing atmosphere he exuded, but now, she was confident that she could argue with him head-on. She wouldn’t back down this time.

“Don’t leave the palace tomorrow if possible, and don’t even think about drinking,” he said.

Thoroughly aggravated, Beatrice scoffed. So, he had brought her here to quarrel with her after all. “Why? I guess you’ve poisoned the wine or something?”

Her eyes shone with hostility. Although they were siblings, they had been enemies since birth. They were far from cordial; in fact, it was fortunate that they hadn’t sent each other any assassins yet.

As he looked into her fiery eyes—so similar to his own—Max sighed. “Later on, don’t blame me for not warning you,” he said dismissively.

Watching him turn away, she began to mutter under her breath.

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