The Villainess is Tired of Everything-Chapter 57

At that moment, Ethan saw the abyss in Darcy’s eyes.

“….”

A deep hatred that left him speechless.

‘Have I ever seen this up close before?’

Ethan’s ability allowed him to see through disguises and magic, revealing a person’s true identity. That’s why he had recognized Darcy from the very beginning.

Even when Darcy came to help them later, Ethan knew he was the same person who had stood on the opposite side in the battles, capturing magicians as a ruthless killer.

Ethan had always believed Darcy and the Emperor were on the same side.

‘…Was I wrong?’

Ethan felt confused. If Darcy wasn’t aligned with the Emperor, then what? But the image of Darcy’s role in the battles was still vividly clear in his mind.

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This mysterious man had always been the object of his hatred, the driving force that kept him going through his powerless existence.

‘I don’t want to know about my enemy’s circumstances.’

Ethan was not accustomed to hiding his emotions. His thoughts were written all over his face, and Darcy could easily read the confusion there.

“Your hatred is justified.”

And so, Darcy said the words Ethan needed to hear.

Because they were true.

Darcy, not wanting to leave Ethan alone in Marceau’s bedroom even for a moment, naturally guided him to the private theater room, away from prying eyes.

Lost in complicated thoughts, Ethan followed Darcy’s lead. It wasn’t until they reached the room, where the magical tools were prominently displayed, that Ethan snapped out of his reverie.

Ethan blinked rapidly, still struggling to shake off his confusion.

Darcy, watching Ethan closely, removed the ring from his hand.

“Stay here.”

With that, Darcy disappeared. Ethan stared blankly at the space where Darcy had been, his face twisting in frustration.

“…What am I supposed to do with that?’

He had glimpsed an unexpected side of Darcy, which had only caused unwanted turmoil within him.

‘No.’

Ethan shook his head firmly. He couldn’t be swayed by something so trivial. This was just another act by that man to make him feel guilty.

…Even if he had saved him.

The winter sea breeze was colder than I had expected. Hugging my shoulders to warm my shivering body, I suddenly sensed someone approaching.

Turning around, I saw soldiers patrolling the area.

It seemed they had noticed Ethan’s escape. The way they moved was surprisingly organized.

It would have been more unusual if they weren’t. The soldiers were coming toward me.

“Have you seen anyone around here?”

“Someone?”

Of course, I pretended not to know anything.

“Yes, a boy with silver hair and blue eyes. He’s about this tall…”

The description matched Ethan perfectly. They were clearly looking for him.

“No, I’m afraid I haven’t seen anyone like that.”

“I see. Thank you.”

The man nodded as if he believed me, but he didn’t back away. One of the soldiers, who had been whispering to another, approached me.

“It’s dangerous to be alone on this dark beach. Let us escort you to the town center.”

“It’s fine. I enjoy watching the sea at times like this…”

“There have been many unauthorized intrusions on the island recently. If something were to happen…”

Their concern was reasonable, but it was an unnecessary interference at the moment.

However, my words didn’t seem to sway the soldiers, who had apparently decided to ensure the safety of everyone on the island.

“I really don’t need—”

Before I could finish, a warm coat was draped over my shoulders. I turned my head reflexively and was relieved to see Darcy.

“Is there something you need to say?”

His voice, normally so composed, now carried a commanding presence that sent chills down my spine. It was a voice I knew all too well.

“You’re with someone. In that case, we’ll leave you to it.”

The coat carried Darcy’s scent, the fragrance that lingered in his palace, inseparable from him.

The scent brought back memories of the times we had spent together in his palace.

The fragrance quickly revived those memories, and my heart, which had been racing with anxiety at the soldiers’ approach, returned to a steady pace.

“Sir, do you also…”

With Darcy’s arrival, the soldiers’ attention shifted away from me.

After questioning Darcy about Ethan’s whereabouts without any success, the soldiers left without any further information.

I tightened the coat against the wind. Darcy, standing behind me, shielded me from the cold breeze.

“When did you grab the coat?”

“I thought you might be cold.”

Just having Darcy standing behind me made me feel warm. The biting wind felt like a gentle spring breeze.

“Marceau.”

Darcy spoke my name like a melody.

I naturally turned my head toward him. We stood facing each other.

His face shone through the strands of his silver hair that fluttered in the wind. Even in the dark shadows, his features were clear and distinct.

He pulled out the ring.

I was about to thank him and take the ring from his hand when he spoke.

“Let me put it on for you.”

Darcy lightly touched my finger. The natural contact made me hold my breath. I exhaled softly and nodded.

Lowering his gaze, Darcy focused all his attention on my finger. His long eyelashes fluttered, like they might sprinkle silver dust at any moment.

His touch was slow and delicate, like adding the final touches to a masterpiece. The cold metal felt comforting.

For a moment, I regretted having handed the ring to Ethan. But I couldn’t show it after insisting that we rescue him. It would be childish to complain now.

“It was meant just for you.”

Until Darcy playfully pouted.

“Did you feel the same?”

I whispered, agreeing with him. Darcy let out a small chuckle as if he was trying to hold back his laughter. I admitted my fault with a smile.

“My mistake.”

The magical tool he had given me was special. It was originally meant to be his escape tool, and there were only two of these rings in the world.

To have let it so easily pass into someone else’s hands was definitely my fault.

“I won’t do it again.”

I whispered softly, reassuring him. A gentle smile spread across Darcy’s face as he looked at me.

“How can you take everything I say so seriously?”

“Because you should take it seriously.”

Darcy rolled his eyes at my response.

“You leave me speechless.”

“I’m not usually like this.”

For some reason, I feel like I can be completely honest with Darcy.

“With you, I’m like this.”

In front of the man who had revealed himself to me by speaking to me so bluntly, I also felt a surge of courage to be honest.

The way he treated me and the way I spoke to him—everything felt like a well-crafted painting. I couldn’t remember ever feeling so free.

Darcy blinked at my words.

“I…”

The silence that followed wasn’t uncomfortable. It was, in fact, soothing. I didn’t need him to respond.

Darcy nodded as he looked at me.

“I feel the same.”

Afterward, we teleported back to the room. Even though we had only been gone for a day, the room’s atmosphere felt fresh and new.

No wonder people like to go out. I looked around and realized there was no trace of Ethan left.

“I couldn’t just leave him in your bedroom. I took him to the theater room.”

“Thank you.”

The more time I spent with Darcy, the more considerate I found him to be.

After hastily organizing my belongings, I turned to Darcy, who was leaning against the wall, to say goodbye.

“You did well today. Now go and get some rest.”

It had been a long day for him too. It was late, and it was only right to let him rest.

“…Now?”

“Yeah, you must be tired from using your abilities. You did great.”

“…What are you talking about?”

Darcy flinched at my words and belatedly tried to protest, but it was already too late.

“It would be stranger if I didn’t notice.”

From the moment we left the prison, we hadn’t encountered any danger. Darcy’s abilities were the main reason for that.

“You’ve done enough for today. You can go now.”

“I still need to talk to Ethan.”

“I can handle that myself.”

It was already late enough. I was grateful that Darcy had stayed with me this long.

More importantly… I didn’t think a conversation with Ethan would go smoothly if Darcy was there. Just as Darcy felt uneasy around Ethan, the feeling was mutual. They would only end up reopening old wounds.

It was better if I spoke with Ethan first.

“Go and get some rest.”

“….”

“That’s enough.”

Darcy tried to argue again.

“But I can’t just leave you alone with Ethan.”

As if it were the most natural thing in the world.