Why Did I Become the Villainess?

I didn't get out of the carriage the whole morning. I just think of another excuse I could use to avoid Prince Fraser after my rashes are healed. However, it's already lunch time now, but I still couldn't think of another excuse to avoid him. 

I suddenly heard a knock outside. "Lady Lauretré, it's Leander. Your lunch was prepared, and I need to check it first before you eat it. Can I come inside?"

I immediately open the carriage door and let Leander and the servant who is carrying the tray of food for my lunch inside. It's the same servant my father ask me to bring. 

Leander immediately helps to serve the meal and check each one of it. When he was sure that there's nothing wrong with the food, that's when he allowed me to eat. 

I've actually been used to it now. Every time I would eat my meal, Leander will check my meal first before I could eat it. He would also stay for thirty minutes to see if I would have an allergic reaction again. 

I want to tell them that it is not needed since I know what's the cause of my allergies, and they don't need to do these things. But I couldn't do that because it will affect the plot. 

In the future, I will also have an allergic reaction, and something big will happen because of it. That's why I couldn't let them know the root of my origin.

I sigh and take the shawl covering my face. I looked up when I heard a gasp coming from Leander and the servant.

"Miss," the servant call me with a shaky voice. She looks like she just saw something unbelievable, and she is happy about it.

I look at Leander to ask him what is happening, but he just stares dumbfoundedly. 

What? What did they see? Why are they looking at me like that? Does my face look uglier? Did my rashes worsen?

I wave my hand at both of them to pull them out of the trance, but no matter what I did they just stare at me. 

I look for my bag and search for the compact mirror I always have. I immediately open it to see my reflection. However, I immediately froze when I saw the reflection in the mirror.

What happened? Where did my rashes go? I look at my arms that are still covered with long sleeves. I pull the sleeves up, and I gasp when I couldn't see any rashes in my arms. It's like I never had any rashes at all. 

I look at Leander. "What happened? Why are my rashes gone now? You said it would last for one week? It's not even half a week but look at my arms. You couldn't even see traces of rashes." I tried my best not to sound panicky, but my voice wouldn't cooperate. The words still sound like I am anxious instead of happy. 

Leander takes a deep breath and looks at me. It seems like he just came out from his trance. "I-I don... I actually don't know Csille. Last night I could still see rashes all over your arms and face. Some even look like it would last more than one week. I don't understand why does it suddenly disappear. It's as if you never had an allergic reaction before."

He instantly gets off the carriage and looks at me. "I will ask the doctors about this. You can continue your meal Lady Lauretré," he then sprints like there's someone chasing after him.

What is happening? What Leander said is true. Last night I could still feel some bumps on my skin, but when I woke up, it was all gone. My skin return to its original appearance. How could it happen?

I know that some rashes disappeared after one to two days. But is it possible that you couldn't see any traces of the rashes?

"Miss," I look at the servant, who is now crying. "You're finally okay now. I'm sure the Count will be happy to hear this news. I would inform our head so she could send a letter to the Count."

Before I could even reply to her, she gets off the carriage and runs happily.

I sigh and stare at my arms that are now exposed to the sunlight. I poke it to check if what I am seeing is real and I'm not sleeping. 

It's really true. The rashes are really gone. But how? I tried to remember the things I did last night. But the whole evening, I was just inside the carriage reading a book. And then, at midnight, I went outside to get some breather. Is it because of that? But as far as I remember, I didn't touch anything, only the rock that I sit on. But that rock is just an ordinary rock. I don't think that's the reason.

But if it's not the reason, then was, is it? Don't tell me it's because of my conversation with Pearce in my dreams? That would be impossible. How can a dream heal my rashes?

Wait, have I forgotten that Pearce is part of the Virtouse and the Virtouse are the guide of the spirit. Maybe they help me with my rashes? But why would they do that? They know that I've done it just to avoid Prince Fraser. It's doesn't make sense. So, how come my rashes are gone? Should I be worried? 

I was startled when I heard footsteps coming towards me.

"Lady Lauretré, I am Doctor Beckett, one of the Doctors in the Vrawyth Kingdom. I heard from Leander that all your rashes were gone. I am here to check on your current condition. Can you give me permission to check on you, Lady Lauretré?" 

I look at my arms and slowly open the door of the carriage. A group of people wearing white robes is standing in front. They are all bowing their heads. They probably still think that I won't like it if they see my condition.

I look for Leander, and he nods his head at me. "Lady Lauretré, he is one of the best Doctors in the Vrawyth Kingdom. He is also one of my mentors. So, I could assure you that he could give you a proper explanation why all your rashes were gone."

I sigh and let Doctor Beckett inside. However, even if he is already inside, his head is still down, and he wouldn't look at me.

"Lady Lauretré, will you let me see your arms and your face?"

"Oh, okay," I pull my sleeves up and show it to him. 

Doctor Beckett immediately checks my arms, and he gasps. He looks at my face, and his face shows utterly shocked. He just stares at me for a couple of minutes before he opens the door and invites Leander inside.

"Leander, are you sure your diagnosis of Lady Lauretré's condition is right? She doesn't look like she just had an allergy. She should at least have a few rashes and redness if she really did have an allergy."

Leander looks at me and shakes his head. "Doctor Beckett, I'm sure my diagnosis is right. I may not be a Doctor yet, but I'm sure that I diagnosed it right. You could ask Lady Lauretré to confirm it."

Doctor Beckett looks at me. "Lady Lauretré, can you tell me what happened to you? And can you describe the changes in your body?"

"When I woke up, I felt itchy. I thought it was nothing, so I let it off, but when I wash my face, I feel some bumps on it, and when I look at the mirror, I saw my face filled with rashes. They look so red, and some have bumps. It's so itchy that all I want to do is scratch it. Even my arms and my neck have rashes and bumps. Also, after a few hours, I feel my face and some part of my arms swollen."

I told Doctor Beckett what I have said to Leander before. Although most of them are lies but all the symptoms I said truly happened to me. 

Doctor Beckett writes down what I have said and nods his head. "What you said is the same thing Leander observe. So, it really means that you did have an allergic reaction. However, I just don't understand one thing. How come it disappears in just one night? Although there's been a record of rashes disappearing immediately, your rashes are in the worst condition. For it to totally disappeared, it will need days. But it was gone in just one night?" 

I look at my arms. That's what I'm also thinking. What could have happened that my rashes and bumps immediately disappeared? Maybe I should ask the Virtouse about it. But how can I contact them, though? I sigh.

"Is there something wrong with me? Should I be worried?" I ask nervously. However, I doubt that something will happen to Csille, but I'm still not complacent with what is happening.

Doctor Beckett shakes his head. "I'm sure there's nothing wrong with you, Lady Lauretré. But what we need to know how your rashes disappear. We need to run a check up for you to know why. So, we could also make sure that there's nothing wrong with you."

I just agreed with what Doctor Beckett said. After all the necessary preparation for the checkup, he gets off the carriage with all the white robe doctors following him.

Leander stays beside me and just stares at me. 

I stare back at him. "Do you have anything to say, Leander?"

Leander sigh and looks outside the carriage. It seems like he is looking if anyone is around. He then closes the carriage door. "I'm just thinking Lady Lauretré. Why are you avoiding Prince Fraser?"

What? Even Leander knows it? Am I that oblivious? Are my excuses unreasonable? Why does everyone think I am avoiding the Crown Prince? Also, why do they all sound so concerned? I thought Leander had a crush on Csille? But why does he sound so concerned about Csille's relationship with Prince Fraser?

I laugh at him. "What made you think I am avoiding him? Does it look like that?"

"After your return, you never had a conversation with Prince Fraser. It seems like you set a boundary between the two of you.

I sigh. "I'm not avoiding him, okay. I thought I already explained this to you and Rufus. I chose to talk to the Great Ruler first instead of Prince Fraser because I was afraid it would make Great Ruler angry at us. Does it sound like I am making an excuse to you?" I raised my eyebrow at him. Although what he said is true but I really don't like it when people see through my action. 

Leander nods his head. "I know that, and I understand your reason too. However, I just don't understand why you didn't let Prince Fraser see you when you got an allergic reaction? Aren't you supposed to rant on him about your condition?"

I rolled my eyes at Leander. So he thinks I need a guy to make myself feel better? Excuse me. Although I love him, which I still haven't accepted though, I wouldn't depend on anyone. I don't need saving.

"You don't understand the woman's perspective then. I didn't want him to see me in my worst condition not because I'm worried that he wouldn't like what he would see. But rather, I don't want to look like a mess in front of him. That's the Crown Prince of the Vrawyth Kingdom. Wouldn't it be rude of me to talk to him looking like a mess? Also, as his fiancée, I always want to look beautiful in front of him. I didn't let him inside not because I am ignoring him, but because of the reasons I said."

Leander nods his head. "So, you like him?"

I looked at Leander and raised my eyebrow at him. Why does this guy ask it? "And so what if I?"

Leander shakes his head. "I just thought I would now have a chance, but I guess, I was wrong," he whispered.

I pretended that I didn't hear it. You didn't hear anything, Ysa. "What is it? Are you saying something?"

Leander sits up straight. "I said I would be going now. I still need to talk to Doctor Beckett about your condition. If you'll excuse me, Lady Lauretré." He then gets off the carriage and walks with a slumped shoulder.

I shake my head while looking at his back. Poor guy. I already told you to stay away from Csille, but you didn't listen. Look what happened to you.