Williams Familys Eldest Daughter, Alicia (Age: 16)

I called out to Vian, who was staring at the dress and saying nothing.

I thought he would be jumping for joy, but thats not the reaction I had imagined.

Whats wrong?

That dress doesnt look good on me.

He lowered his eyebrows a little and muttered confidently. I was surprised by his response.

This dress seemed tailor-made for Vian, so who else would wear it but Vian?

Is there something wrong about this dress?

I cant wear a bright red dress.

No way. There were so many red dresses in this room. If it wasnt his favorite color, he wouldnt have collected so many red dresses.

Do you have some kind of trauma with red dresses?

Vian looked down when I asked my question.

I could not go any further if she reacted in that way. Even a villainess had to respect her opponent

Well, do you want me to choose a different dress?

Do I really look good in that dress, Alicia?

Eh?

Do you think I would look good in that red dress?

Of course I do. Thats why Im recommending it to you. I wont give you a dress that doesnt suit you.

As soon as I said that, Vian reached out her hand and slowly took the dress from me.

What was she so terrified of? Could it be that this red color was dyed with someones blood?

I could understand why she would be hesitant to wear it. But I doubt Vian would make such an outrageous dress.

When I was a little girl, the color of my first dress was red.. I loved red dresses and the moment I put it on, I felt magical and confident.

Vian started to speak nonchalantly. I remained silent and listened to her story.

But then, the servants saw it. Even though they knew I was a prince, they must have been so surprised that they were unable to pay me any respect. They gave me a blatantly disgusted look and said, Thats disgusting. I know they didnt mean it. But no matter how many years passed, I couldnt erase the memory of it.

I didnt know what to say to him in this situation.

I mean, it definitely looked good on her! I couldnt help but smile just thinking about Vians childhood in that bright red dress.

I would never forgive the servant who said it was disgusting and hurt Vian.

Hey, believe my words rather than the words of such a servant.

I said, looking straight at Vian while he stared at me with his beautiful yellow-green eyes.

His expression never changed. It might be pointless for me to say anything, but I couldnt leave him like this.

I was a Villainess. I couldnt soothe him with light-hearted words. That was why I had to face him seriously.

Sanchez Vian is not such a weak man, right?

I said as I cupped his cheeks in my hands. Perhaps because I sandwiched them quite forcefully, I heard a slapping sound.

His eyes widened, not understanding what had just happened.

Why dont you just stand tall in your red dress if you love it so much? Its ridiculous that youre hurt by the words of someone who doesnt understand Vivians charms! They are at the bottom of the heap for saying such things in the first place. Arent we at the top of the mountain?

I said we, but that was okay because Vian was like a Villainess as well.