Why Did I Become the Villainess?

Chapter 155 - : Argument

 All of us are now inside the library of the Vrawyth residence. We are talking about what has happened.

 "Maybe we were just mistaken. Maybe we just paid too much attention to something that isn't a problem in the first place."

 Princess Paislee shakes her head at Rufus. "Prince Rufus, what we did is only for the sake of our Kingdom. If the three Kingdoms are really forming an alliance against us, what will happen to us? So, getting cautious is actually an advantage. We still don't know who is behind the Strzalka. It's still better to be careful than being sorry."

 I suddenly remember what the henchmen said after he takes the pill.

 "All I know is they are a group of people who have unique identities. Everyone who tried to know about their identity died. They don't directly interact with us. They used their own guard to talk to us and to give us instructions about our task."

 My eyes immediately widened, and I snap my finger at them. "Have we all forgotten what did the henchmen said about the Strzalka?"

 All of them look at me with confused expressions. "What do you mean, Csille?" Prince Fraser ask me with a frown.

 And I almost want to slap myself because of that. How can I forget that they still didn't know that I see what they did to the henchman? I sigh. "I was there when you interrogated the henchmen. I heard everything he said."

 "You were there? Do you know how dangerous it is?" Prince Fraser snaps at me. 

 I sigh. "I got curious, so I followed you all. If I didn't do that, I'm sure the Strzalka has captured me already. Also, I don't understand why don't you want me to see that? Why are you hiding me in the dark? I am a Vrawyth too, and it's my right to know what is happening."

 Prince Fraser cuss. He then stands up and sits beside me. "You are not supposed to see that! Why do you always do things that aren't safe for you? Are you not worried about your own safety, Csille?" He sigh. He holds my face in his hand. "What will happen to me if something happens to you?"

 My face immediately heats up with what Prince Fraser is doing. I avoided his gaze because my heart couldn't take what he is doing. It feels like my heart wants to get out of my chest. 

 I heard someone clears his throat. "Fraser, please don't blame Csille. What she said is actually right. She is part of our group, but we always keep her from the dark. It's also the reason why she keeps doing things that is dangerous because we didn't consider her as one." 

 Prince Fraser glared at Rufus. "Rufus! She is a woman! How can you expect her to be involved in dangerous things? No, I won't approve of it."

 I scoff. "But have you ever ask me if I want to? Here you go again, Fraser. Deciding for my own life." I break off from his hold. "You cannot hide me from the dark Fraser. Sooner or later, I will be facing more dangerous things other than this. Especially the Strzalka is looking for me. It's inevitable. Also, what's wrong with being a woman? I am a woman, but it doesn't make me less than a person." I snap at him. 

 He doesn't have any right to belittle me just like that. I look at Princess Paislee, waiting for her to back me up, but she just sits there looking at the two of us. 

 Prince Fraser sigh. "Csille, I am not belittling you. I know you are brave and all. However, I just don't want anything bad to happen to you. You are my fiancée. How can you expect me to let you see those horrible things? I want you to be happy and enjoy your life. Not this. Dealing with all those people that are going against us. That's now what I want for you."

 I scoff. "That's what you want. But what about what I want, Fraser? You'll just set it aside just like that? Is my opinion about my life doesn't matter anymore?" 

 Prince Fraser is about to speak, but Princess Paislee cuts him off. "I think it will be best for everyone to take a rest first. We all didn't sleep much last night. Let's talk about this after everyone cools down."

 Rufus stand up immediately. "Yes, actually, I am still sleepy. I think it's best for everyone to sleep first. Let's just talk tonight when everyone had taken enough sleep."

 I glare at Prince Fraser before I walk out of the library without saying anything.

 Curse that Prince! One moment he's sweet, but one moment he's too irritating. Yes, he is Csille's fiancé, but he doesn't have any right to control Csille's life. Curse him.

 I slam the door of my room and slump on my bed. How can I even sleep if I'm too irritated? 

 I groan in irritation. "That Crown Prince! What does he think of Csille? A small child that needs to be protected? Curse him. I am not a child! And I won't let him decide on what will I do in my life." 

 I heard someone knocks on my door. I frown and glare at the door. I swear if the person behind that door is Prince Fraser, I will throw a pillow at him. How dare he thinks that the Villainess is weak? 

 I groan and walk towards the door. Prince Fraser, who has a grave expression, welcomes me. 

 I raised my eyebrow at him. He got the nerve to look like that? I am the one who should be irritated here! "What do you want, your highness?" I sarcastically ask him.

 "I want to talk to you—"

 I immediately close my door. Talk talk. All he wants is to talk, but he won't do anything he said afterward. Screw him. I don't want to talk to him!

 But Prince Fraser immediately stops the door using his arms. "Csille, don't close the door at me. I want to talk to you. I want to clear everything between us." 

 If he isn't the Crown Prince of the Vrawyth Kingdom, I would have slammed the door without care. But I have no other choice but to let him. He is the Crown Prince, after all.

 I walk towards my bed while he sits on the chair. "What do you want, your highness?"

 Prince Fraser frowns. "You do know how I hate it when you call me your highness, right? Stop that!"

 I shrugged my shoulders at him. "What? You can decide for my life, but I cannot do that to yours? Isn't that too unfair, Prince Fraser?"

 Prince Fraser sigh. "Csille, I am not here to argue with you. I want to talk to you, so we fix any misunderstanding between us."

 I scoff. "There is no misunderstanding here, Fraser. It's already clear to me how you see me. A weak lady who is always in need of help. But sorry to burst your bubble Prince Fraser, I am not what you think you are."

 "Csille, I'm sorry, okay. I didn't mean to belittle you. I'm just worried for your safety."

 I nod my head. "Oh, you're worried about me? Is it the reason why you're deciding what to do in my life? Who gave you the right to do that?"

 He looks at me with disbelief evident on his face. "I am your fiancé, Csille! Have you forgotten that?"

 I laugh. "How can I forget that if everywhere I go, everyone knows me as your Fiancée. But it still doesn't give you any right to decide for myself, Prince Fraser. You are just my fiancé, not my husband, and even if you are my husband, I still don't want you to decide for myself without consulting me."

 I look at him and saw him staring at me. His ears are all red. Even his face is all red now. "Okay, I won't decide for you without consulting you. Is that okay now, wife?"

 I was stunned by what he said. What wife? Who is his wife? 

 Prince Fraser laughs. He then walks towards me and sits beside me. "Are you satisfied now, my wife?"

 I look at Prince Fraser dumbfounded. He called me wife? Me? The Villainess? When did I become his wife? 

 I can feel my face getting flustered because of the word wife. I tried to calm myself first before answering him.

 "I am not your wife, Fraser."

 "But you'll soon be my wife. So, what's the fuss?" He then smile cheekily at me.

 I almost want to spill to him what will happen in the future. Prince Fraser, I am not your future wife and will never be her. So, how can I not fuss over it?

 I sigh. "We definitely need to talk, Fraser. We need to clear things once and for all. So, we won't affect everyone else."

 He nods his head at me. "Yes, you are right. We need to clear things, Csille. Let's get back together."

 I immediately shake my head. "That's not what I mean, Fraser." I sigh. "I don't like how you decide for me, Fraser. I have a mind of my own. I can decide for myself."

 "Fair enough, but I need to know what you are doing. You often do things that risk your safety. So, I need to know what you are going to do. I don't want something bad to happen to you, Csille. Because I don't know what I can do if it happens."

 I sigh. I understand his concern, but he cannot always be concern about me. How can Princess Paislee develop feelings for him if he keeps showing that he cared for me? 

 "How about this, Fraser. Why don't we make a deal?"

 Prince Fraser frowns at me. "Why do I feel like I won't like what you will say next?" He then sighs. "But do I have any other choice? Okay, what deal are you talking about?"

 I sigh. I don't actually want to do this, but I have no other choice. I need to keep my distance away from him, or else I don't know what will happen to this world.

 "Let's make a deal. We will give time and space to each other. I will do my thing, and you will do your thing."

 "What's the catch? Also, I don't like the idea of letting you do your own thing. You often do things that risk your own safety."

 I sigh. This is it. All I need is to say it, and this will end whatever is happening between Prince Fraser and I. "I will do my own thing, and you will let me do it. You will do your own thing, and I won't stop you. Let's end whatever is between us, Fraser."

 Prince Fraser frowns. "No, I don't want to! Have you forgotten? We are engaged, and only the King and the Count can cancel it. So, no!"

 I knew it. He won't agree. "Listen to me first, Fraser. I am not canceling our engagement. All I am asking you is to end whatever is between us. No more hugging. No more kissing on my head. No holding hands. Just a casual interaction. We will live as Csille, and you will live as Fraser. And not the couple that the people know."

 "You're cutting off everything? It's like we're strangers? But what about our engagement? You promised me you wouldn't cancel it, Csille. Don't tell me you're canceling it?"

 I sigh. How can he not understand what I want to say? "I am not canceling it. I just want us to grow as ourselves and not be dependent on anyone. If we still like each other after five years before our engagement, then let's get back together. All I am asking is to give me time. No more sweet interaction between us. That's all I am asking, Fraser. Just give me time.. If after five years we still like each other, then let's get married."