Why Did I Become the Villainess?

Chapter 412: : Talk or threat?



Another day has passed without me hearing anything from his majesty. It's been two days after his majesty announced the establishment of a new department, yet there is still no update about the department or who will be assigned to the department.

However, I am not that worried since I am already sure that I have a position in the department. But I have forgotten that Mister Sewell has eyes inside the Palace.

So, here I am, inside his cabin, preparing myself with his questions.

I anxiously look at Mister Sewell, who is currently sipping his usual cup of tea. He doesn't look mad at all, but I don't understand why I feel more frightened that he is calm.

He then turns his head at me and smiles. "Dame Csille, why don't you drink some tea first? You look nervous." He laughs. I don't know what does laugh means, but I definitely feel a shiver on my spine when I heard that. "I wouldn't do anything to you. So, you can be at ease."

I take a soft breath. I don't want him to see that I am really nervous around him. That's why I try my best to take soft breaths.

Then I give him a reassuring smile. "I'm not nervous, Mister Sewell. I was just thinking about some problems with the Foundation. I have a lot of problems with it lately."

That is true, though. Yesterday, I got too busy with work that I forgot to think about this. The consequences if I didn't do anything that would look like I am convincing his majesty to give me a position in the monarchy.

I was too confident that I already had a position in the department that I forgot to act like I was trying my best to convince his majesty to give me a position.

How can I forget something important like this? How can I forget that there is a certain Mister Sewell who is always watching my every move? How can I explain to him why I didn't do anything? What explanation should I tell him that will make him feel satisfied?

Mister Sewell stares at me as if he is making sure that what I am saying is true. That I am not afraid of him. He then smiles at me. "Care to tell me what those problems are?"

Why does he want to know? Does he know I am only making excuses here? Although I was busy with things in the Foundation, it hasn't come to the point that I will stress over it.

I shake my head. "I don't think it is great to talk about problems here, Mister Sewell. It's not that I don't want to share. I just think it's better not to spoil the mood. Also, I think you are already aware of what is happening in my life. So, I don't understand why we still need to talk about it." I shrugged my shoulders at him before I took the tea offered to me earlier.

I better drink some tea so I can calm my nerves. Talking to Mister Sewell these days makes me so anxious, probably because I know what will this Mister Sewell do in Csille's life.

Mister Sewell raises his eyebrow at me. "You really know me well, Dame Csille. It is really great to have an ally who knows me as you do." He then laughs. I don't know if it's a normal laugh or a taunting laugh. I don't even know if his words have double meaning because this Mister Sewell is a wise man. He wouldn't give me hints if he didn't want to, and right now, it looks like he wants to make me anxious by confusing me.

I just smile at him because I don't know how to respond to what he says. So, I would rather keep quiet than say things that might displease him. After all, I know how Mister Sewell gets angry, and even if he hasn't shown me yet, I know it will terrify me.

A lot.

The two of us sip our tea for a few minutes while we appreciate the view in front of his pavilion. I was waiting for him to ask me questions on why I didn't do anything, and Mister Sewell is also probably waiting for me to say any updates about the department.

We stayed silent for another few minutes before I couldn't bear the silence. The more I remained quiet, the more I became anxious, so I decided to just ask him straight away than wait for Mister Sewell to talk.

I turn my head at Mister Sewell and found him sipping his tea casually. He looks so calm, as if he isn't worried that I didn't do anything to convince his majesty.

I heave a sigh. "Mister Sewell, may I know why you want to see me today?"

He didn't immediately answer my question. Instead, he just leans on his chair and casually sips his tea. A moment after, he puts down his teacup and smiles at me. "I just want to hear any updates from you."

I knew it! He knew that I didn't do anything to have a position in the monarchy. Did he call me here to reprimand me?

But I only did that because I am already sure that I have a spot in the Foundation. So, I didn't do anything to convince his majesty.

I take a deep breath before I answer him. "I know you are already aware that his majesty hasn't released any updates about the department or who are the people assigned for it. So, I'm sure you are asking about what I have done to have a position in the department."

I turn my head at him and see him nod his head. "You are right. I want to know what you have done to have a position in the department. So, tell me, Dame Csille, did you do something?" It's just a simple question, but I suddenly feel chills because of it. It's as if he is threatening me instead of asking.

I calm myself down first before I answer him. "I know you are well aware of what I have done." I shake my head. "No, I haven't done anything at all." I heave a sigh. "Apologies, Mister Sewell. You know what I have done just to have a seat in that meeting, right? I have risked everything, so it was difficult for me to find an opening where I could talk to his majesty alone. I'm sure you also know that after my engagement with Prince Fraser got canceled, my privilege to go in and out of the Palace was taken. I couldn't find an opportunity to enter the Palace. But don't worry, I am doing my best to find an opening."

I don't know if my excuse will be acceptable to him, but this is the only excuse I can think of at the moment. I just wish he could understand that I am also in a difficult position currently.

I nervously look at Mister Sewell, waiting for his response. But he just stared at me with a blank expression. He then nods his head after. "I understand that what I am asking you is not an easy thing to do. After all, it involves his majesty. However, let me remind you, Dame Csille, that we won't be able to execute your revenge if you wouldn't be part of that new department. So, let me ask you, Dame Csille. Do you still want to have your revenge?"

I felt a shiver on my spine when I heard what he said. It may sound like he is concerned about me, but I know more than anyone else that he only cares about himself. He is a selfish man who only thinks about himself. If I don't have any use to him, I'm sure he can throw me out of

his cabin.

And it's not the first time he made it look like he is only doing this for my sake. That he made Csille believe that he was the one being dragged into this mess instead of Csille.

This guy is really scary. He looks innocent on the outside, but he is a wolf in sheep's clothing

on the inside.

"Dame Csille?"

I was too engrossed with my own thoughts that I forgot to answer him. I turn my head at Mister Sewell and find him staring at me. In a short glimpse, I have seen something in his eyes. Something that lasts for a few seconds only.

I'm not sure if what I have seen is true or not, but what I have seen in his eyes is anger. Is he mad at me because I couldn't follow what he asked me to do?

I heave a sigh. Based on how I have written Mister Sewell, it is not possible. That he is mad at

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I make sure I look mad right now before I answer him. I need to make him see how angry Csille is towards Prince Fraser. I even grit my teeth to show my resentment towards the Crown

Prince.

"I want to take my revenge. I still want to make Prince Fraser suffer what I have suffered. I want to take everything he haves so he can know what I feel right now."

I was pretending earlier, but the words that come from my mouth just now feel true. As if I was really angry at Prince Fraser. I can even feel the anger starting to bubble inside of me.

It's the real Csille! What I am feeling right now is the feelings of the real Csille and not mine. It's the reason why the way I can also hear the hatred in each word I say.

She is really angry, and just like Mister Sewell, I am sure she would do anything to take her

revenge.

I can see Mister Sewell smirking. "That is right, Dame Csille. What Prince Fraser did to you is something unacceptable. You are the most respected lady in the Kingdom, so how can he turn you down like that in front of everyone? He is a cruel and selfish man."

I almost raised my eyebrow when I heard that from him. Really? It's as if he isn't a cruel and selfish person too. Is he also describing himself because I can picture him based on his

description?

"This kind of man deserves to suffer. So, what you are doing is the right thing, Dame Csille. Don't let him live a happy life while you suffer alone. He needs to suffer too. He cannot be happy unless you become happy." He whispers to my ears.

He sounded like the devil whispering evil things in cartoons. Even his voice sounds like that. All he needs is a horn, a tail, and a pitchfork. And he can already pass as the devil reincarnate.

I look at Mister Sewell with determination in my eyes. Then I nod my head. "You are right. I cannot allow him to live the life he wants while here I am, stuck with the life I hate."

In my peripheral vision, I can see him smirking at what I said. Of course, he will be happy because he thinks he managed to make Csille obey him. However, there is one thing he didn't know. That I am not Csille, and I am well aware of what he is doing.

"And in order to do that, you need to find a way to have a position in that department. You need to be an important part of that department, Dame Csille. Only by doing this will we be able to bring down Prince Fraser."

Bring down, Prince Fraser? No, that isn't enough for him. He doesn't only want to change the heir to the throne, but he also wants to change the royal family. So his family can take over. An opportunity they have been looking for. To take back the throne.

I nod my head. "Don't worry, Mister Sewell. After our conversation, I will immediately head into the Palace to convince his majesty to give me a position in that department."

I was startled when Mister Sewell gently caressed my head. He then looks at me proudly. As if he is my Father who looks proud of my achievements.

"Soon, you will be able to get your revenge. All you need to do is follow what I am telling you,

and you will definitely get it soon."

My revenge? More like his revenge.