Living As the Villainess Queen - chapter-55-a-mere-pawn-2
Chapter 55 – A Mere Pawn (2)
“She is stunning,” Eugene finally said.
“Is she?” Marianne replied, casting a glance at the portrait the
queen held so carefully.
“Yes. She looks younger than her age. Did you say she was 32?”
“Yes, Your Royal Highness.”
“She’s beautiful! I mean, if the portrait correctly resembles her.”
“I don’t think the portrait does her quite the justice, Your Royal
“Oh, wow.” Her likeness was exquisite. She couldn’t imagine meeting
Moriel in person.
As Eugene examined the portrait thoroughly, Marianne grinned and said,
“I think you are more stunning, Your Royal Highness.”
Eugene thought of Jin Anika’s face and slowly nodded. “Yes, I
She suddenly realized her mistake. She’d praised her own beauty! But
Marianne looked as if she was expecting the comment, which made it more
awkward for Eugene.
“So, she’s the Queen of high society, you said?” Eugene deftly
changed the topic.
“Your Royal Highness, she’s just well known in high society. The term
‘Queen’ can only be used by you.”
“Oh, yes. Of course.”
Marianne continually corrected Eugene whenever she faltered. Especially
when Eugene made comments related to a sensitive topic such as the
hierarchical society of Mahar. Marianne was an able teacher, patient and
To Eugene, Mahar was a whole new world along with its customs and
traditions. Needless to say, she was not used to their culture and
hierarchy. She didn’t grow up in a society with such strict social
divides. Yes, there were some norms that needed to be observed, but they
were quite forgiving.
“You told me I was not interested in high society, right?”
“Yes, Your Royal Highness.”
“Would my lack of interest be one of the reasons the Countess was able
to make the high society revolve around her?”
“Of course, Your Royal Highness. It is the most important reason. How
could the Countess distinguish herself if you were there?”
“Clearly she must have eloquence and charm.”
“That becomes a minor feature of the Countess in your presence, Your
“Even if I don’t say or do anything?”
“Your Royal Highness, you are the only person that can stand beside the
“And also because I am an Anika.”
“That is right, Your Royal Highness.”
Jin, an Anika and a Queen, was almost worshiped by the people. Eugene
realized that Jin’s status was higher than she thought.
The word ‘King’ symbolized a much greater thing in Mahar than on
Earth. Here, a King was the holy ruler and savior. The throne was passed
down solely to blood descendants, therefore a decision made by the gods.
A King who hunted Larks and protected the people was crucial to the
Kingdom and its people.
The person that stood beside this crucial King was the Queen, Jin Anika.
No wonder people still accepted her as Queen even though she was a crazy
and wicked woman.
“What was the Kingdom like before I became Queen? Was high society
ruled by the Queen?”
Marianne was hesitant to answer. “It has been a long time since a Queen
took part in high society, Your Royal Highness.”
“Even when the former queen was alive?” Eugene asked, with curiosity.
“Yes… and the former queen is still alive, Your Royal Highness. We
are yet to hear her obituary.”
“She is still alive? Well, then where is she?”
“She lives in the Holy City, Your Royal Highness.”
This time, Marianne’s answers were short. She was usually quite
detailed with her answers. Eugene realized this was a very complicated
topic and decided not to ask too much about the former Queen. If I need
to know, then someone will tell me, she thought to suppress her
curiosity. Every family has a complicated past, and she knew it wasn’t
appropriate to ask too much.
“If a Queen has not appeared in high society for a long time, shall I
continue to keep my distance? I don’t want to disrupt anything already
“Your Royal Highness, it is not in order. A state of chaos is merely at
bay. If I may, I would like to describe it as a group of hyenas crawling
across a meadow without a lion.”
Marianne was gentle, but also tough. Eugene gave a sheepish grin.
What am I supposed to do? Eugene got the feeling that Marianne wanted her
to take part in high society. But she was comfortable where she was.
Meeting people was already tiring, but high society members? There was
bound to be trouble if she associated with them.
No one would criticize her for continuing to do nothing. But she was
curious. Where Eugene lived, she had heard of the society for the
wealthy, but there, it had nothing to do with her.
In the society of this world, she imagined the tense atmosphere and
endless competition between the members. She thought of the powers she
had, and the order she would bring just by her appearance.
It sounded fun. It didn’t matter to her that she wasn’t joining for
the purest reasons.
“Marianne, I would like to attend their first party when the dry season
Marianne smiled broadly. “Of course, Your Royal Highness.”
With that, Marianne continued with their session of learning with two
other portraits, delivering the relevant details.
In Mahar, drawing and possessing a portrait of another person was
perceived as incredibly rude. A man would be accused of sexual offense if
he had a portrait of a woman in his possession.