Chapter 157 - The Drunk Lady

“Yes! You exchanged that with His Majesty! I didn’t show my mine because I couldn’t pester him gracelessly… because His Majesty doesn’t exchange it with anybody anyway… So, I was fine, but…” Lexina added in a tearful voice, “I’ve never seen him exchange his mayflower with someone.”

‘A dance and the mayflower decoration—does this lady have an unrequited love for Charles? Goodness.’

Lexina sobbed. Disconcerted, Azriel comforted her, sitting close to her. When she got closer, she could smell liquor on Lexina’s breath. “Lady, please don’t cry…”

“I’m not crying! I hate you! I will hate you! Eek!” Lexina said, glaring at Azriel. Her eyes were teary. “You know who I am, don’t you?”

“Sure. You are Lady Lexina von Madriol,” Azriel said.

“Yes, I am Lady Madriol, the one with a pretty face, a suitable position, outstanding refinement, and a good reputation because I try hard to put on an innocent air. So, I thought, I’d be the one if His Majesty didn’t choose anyone. I mean, I’d be the queen. Isn’t it right? Everyone says so,” Lexina gushed proudly as she straightened her back. “I really did my best. People tell me that I’m the perfect candidate for queen. I tried so hard like that, but His Majesty doesn’t even glance at me. He just focuses on his work, but now he even… likes… someone… else.”

Her confidence from just a moment ago shriveled in an instant and teardrops fell from her eyes. Azriel hurriedly searched her chest and found a handkerchief that Maylie prepared for her. “Hey, here…”

When she held it out, Lexina snatched it from her hand and sobbed. “Thank you. By the way, where was I?”

“So, well, does it look like His Majesty… likes me?” Azriel asked. She was reluctant to deny it. She fanned her face with her hand as it was getting warm.

Lexina nodded in a large motion, holding on to the handkerchief. “Yes! Of course! Do you think my eyes are just decorations? Where did you get the flower decoration around your ear? You… you are going to marry His Majesty!”

“Does everyone get married because they exchanged their mayflowers? That’s not true,” Azriel said.

“Don’t make an excuse! I know it all!” Lexina yelled.

“No, I—”

“It’s unfair that the wizard who came out of nowhere is loved by His Majesty, and she’s even a pretty and extraordinary wizard… The only thing I can put forward before him is my position, but you have his heart and capability as a wizard. I can’t help but be pushed back by you… I have to give him up…” Lexina whined.

“Lady, that’s not—”

“You’ll become the queen, now. It has been my wish for years, but I have to lose it. I felt bitter, so I drank a little,” Lexina grumbled in a sad tone. Groping around the floor, she grasped one of the bottles. “I usually never let it touch my lips. I never even go close to it because I don’t want to get drunk and make a fool of myself.” She murmured in a serious tone, “It’s fine. I’ll live as I please from now on.”

Azriel vacantly watched as Lady Madriol opened the bottle animatedly. Then, she asked. “Lady, did you start liking His Majesty a long time ago?”

Lexina, who was drinking from the bottle, choked and coughed hard. With a flushed face, she yelled, “I don’t like him!”

“You just said it’s been your wish for years.”

“I didn’t say such words! I don’t like His Majesty! Because I won’t like him from now on!” the lady screamed with her face reddened as if it would burst soon, which looked very cute in Azriel’s eyes.

Azriel sneakily took away the drink from the lady’s hand. “Lady, I won’t become a queen.”

“Excuse me? Why? What does His Majesty lack? He’s perfect! It’s a flaw that he is kind to everyone, but except that, he’s a really fine man,” Lexina cried.

“I don’t hate Charles,” Azriel said.

“Then, what is it?” Lexina asked, staring at Azriel.