Crown Prince’s Ex-Boyfriend

Let’s trace Irelyn’s past, which was mentioned in passing.

She chased Vin around who was not interested in her so she asked the Marquis to make him her fiance or she’d kill herself…

Wait.

Maybe it was just before vacation?

“Who was the one who threatened to jump off the roof if I don’t get engaged with her?”

“Th, that…” 

“You want to show off that even if you can’t get my heart, we’ll still get married anyway, right?” 

“N, no!” 

“Don’t talk nonsense. Because I know it well even if you don’t admit it. Unless I disobey the adults, I’ll eventually marry you.” 

Vin said so and sneered coldly.

There was no emotion other than contempt reflected in the blue eyes that were fluttering with cold air.

Wow, that’s a face that a 13-year-old kid can’t do.

I knew that there were many elements that were lacking because I was not loved by my parents, but when I actually met them, the depth was more clearly felt. 

I know that face full of wounds. 

I’ve seen it countless times. 

My older sister, who has been by my side since I was born.

My sister’s face was just like that.

‘You were stuck in your room every day and I wondered what you were doing! Did you write this kind of thing?’

On the day the Crown Prince’s Lovers was completed, my dad, who discovered my sister’s novel, said this. 

My older sister, who had the same face as Vin, disappeared from the world that day. 

Even now, three years later, no one knew where my sister was. 

This was all I could know. 

When she’s having a hard time, she likes running away and hides.

In our mother’s closet, only a notebook containing the manuscript of <The Prince’s Lover> was placed. 

“Just keep this in mind. Just because you got me, you won’t have my heart. Ever.” 

Would it be like this if you could feel the coldness in your voice? 

Vin rolled his silver eyelashes arrogantly and nobly, turning his gaze away from me.

Then, as if even giving his gaze was a great favor, he casually passed me by and sat in the farthest seat from me.

“Are you okay, Young lady?” 

Callie asked worriedly. 

I smiled softly at her. 

“I’m okay.” 

Actually, it wasn’t okay at all. 

I thought of my sister, and I also thought that this work would not be as easy as I thought. 

‘Vin. I don’t like you! So don’t worry and live happily ever after with the Crown Prince!’

I thought this word would solve the problem. 

I didn’t know he wouldn’t believe me this much. 

Why is it so hard? If I act normal even a little, I’ll be locked up in a mental hospital and Vin won’t believe me even if I say I don’t like him!

“Really, I have a long way to go.” 

I muttered to myself and sighed. 

At the sound, Vin’s gaze, which was sitting far away, stayed and fell for a very short time. 

* * * 

The Marquisate Heather, the family of the villainous Irelyn, has tradition, power, and wealth.

It is a family that lacks nothing.

Isn’t it just a good background to shake off the status of a villain?

However, there is one more background that can be called the “Devil Maker.”

Marquis Heather and the Marquis’ wife, Irelyn’s parents. 

They raised their daughter as the strongest villain by spoiling Irelyn too much and encouraging her heart for Vin. 

Conventionally, they didn’t even know how it will result in her death. 

“What’s wrong, Irelyn? You don’t look good.” 

The marquis’ wife anxiously asked when her expression darkened without realizing it.

I smiled brightly and asked a question that I was originally going to ask as soon as I met my family. 

“Mother. Was it right before the vacation that I got engaged to Vin?” 

“It was. When Vin declared that he wouldn’t see you, you said you wanted to keep Vin by your side somehow and begged him to get engaged. Remember?”

The marquis’ wife looked at my face and asked. 

She seems to doubt whether I have another mental illness.

‘I’m perfectly fine! Please don’t put me in a mental hospital!’

With the will to do so, I shook my head hard. The smile of pretending to be infinitely calm was a bonus. 

“I remember… it’s fine! I was just asking because I couldn’t remember the exact time.”

“Really? That’s a relief.” 

Fortunately, the Marquis’s wife smiled softly as if in doubt, and resumed the meal, which had been interrupted by our conversation.

Naturally, the whole family, including myself, put their hands on the spoon again.

For a moment, while the sound of spoons and dishes clashing filled the dining room— “I ate well.”

Cith, who put down the spoon, stood up from his seat. 

Even though he had been eating together since earlier, he had not mentioned a single word so far. 

It’s not surprising. 

Cith has always been quiet. 

Cith Heather. 

Currently 14, he is Irelyn’s only brother. 

Even though he has the same bright blue hair and eyes as Irelyn, this boy has a gloomy impression for some reason…

He’s gay. 

He is the second male lead (Gong)*(1) in <The Prince’s Lover>.

It is said that the standard of “second male lead” is to fight fiercely with the “male lead” to take over the number, but <The Prince’s Lover> does not follow the standard. 

It is not the second male lead, but the evil woman who is fiercely fighting the male lead. 

Of course, while fiercely fighting the second male lead. 

Because our villain, Lady Irelyn Heather, has done a lot to everyone except Vin.

To the point where he despises Irelyn much more than the main male lead when Cith occupied the void in Vin.*(2)

‘The sinner, Irelyn Heather, is sentenced to death!’ 

When the Crown Prince gave such an order, it was almost canceled because there was no just reason.

There’s no way I’ll stay still in the Heather territory. 

At that time, it was Cith that made the reason. 

Poisoning of the Crown Prince. 

The culprit in this case, which was thoroughly consulted with the victim, was manipulated to appear as Irelyn.

Enemies everywhere! The Crown Prince who is going to put me to death someday, Cith who will contribute to that, and the fabricated cause itself.

Everyone around me is a dangerous person. 

Among them, the most dangerous one is probably Cith. 

If I make them believe that I have no intention to interfere with them anymore, the prince will not want to kill me, but Cith may be different.

Cith ‘just’ despises Irelyn. 

This is because the trauma he accumulated since childhood has formed him. 

No matter how good Irelyn now is, the trauma will never go away. 

Above all, if I suddenly treat him well, he will think that it is a new type of harassment or a mental illness. 

“Yo, you’re done already? Why don’t you eat more to make the matchstick-like body more human-like?” 

“……”

So I expressed my concerns in a very Irelyn-like tone of voice, but Cith left the place without even throwing a glance at me.

Arghh.

That’s understandable. 

Because what I just said was nothing more than an argument disguised as tsundere*(3).

There is no way to apologize even if I feel sorry for the innocent Cith. 

As soon as I apologize, I’ll be taken back to the mental hospital. 

However, I can’t talk “normal” in the first place, and if I don’t talk to him at all, I may be killed someday. 

What should I do to survive? 

While contemplating, Cith had already completely disappeared from the dining room. 

Only then did I come back to my senses and get up from my seat after putting down my spoon. 

“I’m sorry. I’ll get up first.” 

“What? What do you mean sorry?” 

Argh! Without realizing it, another “normal” word came out. 

How can I say “sorry” in the mouth of Irelyn Heather? 

“Hey, I’m about to go smack the head of Cith, who got up first just now…! I apologize in advance. I don’t have a conscience either! Hahaha.”

“Oh my, what am I saying? Hurry up and go. Don’t hit him too hard.” 

This crazy family! They won’t even stop their daughter from hitting her older brother’s head.

This discrimination must also be one of the reasons Cith despises Irelyn. 

Even if I succeed in gaining favor with Cith, his resentment is likely not to be completely resolved if the discrimination by their parents remain. 

It will soon lead to my death. 

It can’t be like that! I have a lot to do. I will definitely survive and return to the original world.

As I walked with such determination, I had already arrived in front of Cith’s room.

The reaction against me was so severe that it seemed like I had to go to a place I had never been to, even today, I’m possibly at risk.

It was because I stopped arguing with him, but after actually meeting Vin and the Crown Prince, my will to not want to die arose again.

“Cith.” 

I knocked on the door and called his name, but there was no answer. 

Hasn’t he come in yet? Nope.

He’s a guy who just likes to be locked up in his room.

You can never be out at this time. Then, the answer is one. 

He’s going to pretend that he’s not here! 

“Cith. I know you’re inside. If you don’t answer, I’ll go in. 10- 9-” 

Finally, after counting to 0 seconds, he opened the door.

I thought he locked the door because he didn’t answer until the end, but he didn’t. 

But when I went inside, surprisingly, Cith wasn’t really in the room. 

“What? You’re really not in here.” 

Why did you go out? He’s a homebody who never leaves his room unless it’s 

“It was stuck outside the room, so I thought it was covered with honey.” 

Sis’s room was extremely normal.

Less colorful furniture for a nobleman’s room, windows that are thoroughly covered with blackout curtains to prevent light from entering, and books in a bookcase that seem somewhat difficult for a 14-year-old to read. 

Everything was as expected. 

One thing that deviated from the only expectation is that the desk he used to sit on is chaotic. 

“Cith was definitely set up to risk his life to clean up because he had mysophobia.”

What on earth am I looking at right now? 

Is this desk, where various writing utensils and papers are spread out randomly, really Cith Heather’s?

In addition, why the hell…

“Why is Vin’s painting here?” 

The papers spread out on the desk were all failed drawings of Vin. 

Was Cith Heather’s hobby painting? No, in the first place.

Cith feels love for Vin Ortega after he becomes an adult. 

Why is the boy, who’s still 14, is drawing Bin’s picture? 

“What? You.” 

“Hyuk!” 

Cith was standing behind me when I came in. 

His blue eyes were exactly in my hand holding the painting. 

“You saw it.”