Gah! Pain! Blanche’s round eyes became even rounder when she saw me hack up a storm. She gave me a towel, looking rather confused about what she should do.
“A-are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?”
I waved my hands to try to show her I was OK. I felt guilty seeing Blanche’s worried face. To think the girl would still worry for me when Abigail treated her so badly… Too kind, simply too kind! I somehow stopped my incessant coughing to managed to eke out a few words.
“I-it’s ok. I’m alright.”
“Are you still sick…?”
Blanche looked distressed. Why is she looking at me like that? Ah, could it be because of that? To tell you the truth, just like how Baekhap died, Abigail died as well. When I woke up, it was during Abigail’s funeral. I was lying down in a coffin, and almost suffocated from all the lilies surrounding me. When I stood up in confusion and looked around, all I could see were shocked foreigners in a large room.
I remember making a scene trying to ask where I was and why I looked like this. The imperial doctor diagnosed me as confused having just recovered from a near death experience. Maybe that’s because my memories of Abigail were so faint? I had Abigail’s past memories, but they were all in bits and pieces. Thankfully, though, I had all the knowledge I needed to live as a queen.
After coming to grips with the situation, I did my best to fit in. But there was a problem. According to the ending of the story, I would feed Blanche a poisoned apple. I would then be forced to wear hot metal heels and dance like a madwoman until I died. I can’t die like that. If I want to avoid such a death, the first thing I need to do is improve my relations with Blanche! I looked at Blanche quietly. I tried my best to speak softly, all the while trying to avoid smiling.
“I’m fine. Thank you for worrying. In any case, Blanche,”
“Y-yes…?”
“I’m sorry for everything.”
Blanche’s eyes widened when she heard this.
“I’m sorry for all the harassment I put you through in the past. I’m regretting it very much. Dying once has made me reflect on my actions.”
Blanche made a strange face. She seemed very surprised, considering she only responded by blinking a few times.
“I know all my past transgressions will not disappear with a simple apology. Even so, I wanted to apologize.”
Blanche didn’t say anything for a while. I looked down, waiting for her answer. I could see Abigail’s face reflect off my tea. She looked like an angry cat, but she was beautiful nonetheless. She was nothing like my past self. A charming, almost snake like body. Beautiful, almost fantastical silver hair, and purple eyes. Her height was 170cm (5’6″) on the dot, her body beautifully toned, and her skin smooth like a fine piece of porcelain.
Such a beauty I became, that I stared at myself in the mirror for an entire day after first arriving in this world.
Why did she hate beautiful women so much, when she herself was already this beautiful? And to think she’d try to hurt a beautiful child like this… I looked up at Blanche for a moment. Her contemplative expression looked cute and cuddly, just like a hamster. I really want to touch her cheeks just once… Abigail’s pretty, but…
I like Blanche more. She’s cute. The strongest force of them all is cuteness! Ah, so cute. It makes me all tingly. Cuteness is justice!
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