The Cursed Villainess and the Tyrant Duke Episode 9: A Dangerous Invitation

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The grand imperial hall, bathed in golden light. Nobles are gathered, their whispers filling the vast space as Evelina steps forward, her dark blue gown trailing behind her. The Emperor watches from his throne, silver eyes unreadable.

Evelina Everhart

*in mind*This feels like a trap.

She bows with practiced grace.

Evelina Everhart

Your Majesty.

Aldric Everthorn [Emperor]

(studying her) Lady Evelina, you’ve been quite… intriguing tonight.

The words send a chill down her spine, though she keeps her expression composed.

Evelina Everhart

(smoothly) I do hope I have not caused any offense, Your Majesty.

Aldric Everthorn [Emperor]

(amused) Not at all. In fact, I find your boldness rather refreshing.

Nobles exchange glances as the Emperor leans forward slightly.

Aldric Everthorn [Emperor]

There is a matter I would like to discuss with you. One that concerns both your house… and the empire.

Evelina’s pulse quickens. Before she can respond, a familiar voice cuts in.

Valerius Draven

(lazily) How intriguing. I do hope it’s nothing too troublesome for Lady Evelina.

He steps beside her, his presence commanding instant attention. He’s dressed in his usual black and silver, exuding effortless power.

Evelina Everhart

*in mind*Of course, he’d involve himself.

The Emperor’s gaze flicks between them before a slow smirk tugs at his lips.

Aldric Everthorn [Emperor]

Not troublesome. Simply… an opportunity.

He gestures toward a noble standing nearby—Duke Morvain, an older man with sharp features and cold eyes.

Morvaine [Duke]

Lady Evelina, your father’s absence leaves many questions about House Everhart’s stance. Given your… history, some might doubt your loyalty to the empire.

Evelina Everhart

(coolly) And by ‘some,’ you mean you.

A few nobles stifle gasps at her directness. Duke Morvain’s lips press into a thin line.

Morvaine [Duke]

If House Everhart wishes to maintain its influence, it would be wise to reassure the court of its allegiance.

The Emperor’s voice cuts through the tension.

Aldric Everthorn [Emperor]

Which is why I have arranged something to put all doubts to rest. A grand hunt in three days' time. Lady Evelina, you will attend.

Evelina stiffens.

Evelina Everhart

A hunt…?

Aldric Everthorn [Emperor]

(smirking) A test of skill, endurance, and… survival. Consider it a way to prove your worth.

Evelina clenches her fists. A public spectacle. If she refuses, it’ll be seen as weakness. If she fails, it’ll be even worse.

Evelina Everhart

(in mind) This is a game… and I just became the main player.

She lifts her chin, meeting the Emperor’s gaze head-on.

Evelina Everhart

Very well. I accept.

Valerius, who has been silent, chuckles softly beside her.

Valerius Draven

(murmuring) This will be interesting.

The Emperor’s smirk deepens, while Duke Morvain’s expression darkens. The game has begun.

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