The Villain Is Destined To Die But As The Creator I Know All Endings Chapter 326

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“Lillian, I am coming in.”

Irene pushed the door open and entered into the chamber Lillian was in.

From Evana, there were a few guests that had arrived alongside Lillian as official representatives of the newly established Kingdom of Evana.

Each of them had been assigned their own personal chamber inside Liora’s palace.

As Irene entered, she saw Lillian surrounded by seven maids who were all busy dressing her up. One of them brushed her long green hair, another put on an eyeliner beneath her emerald eye, and the rest were busy fixing her overall attire.

Lillian glanced at the dress which was still placed over a mannequin next to where she stood, herself only wearing her inner garments at the moment.

Seeing Irene approaching, Lillian’s long ears twitched.

“Irene, you are done already?”

“The hell? Why are you still half naked?”

Irene paused in her tracks as her eyes fell down toward the thin layer of white fabric that was hiding both of her assets rather well.

“Hey, it is not my fault that it is taking this much time. You are the one who went out sightseeing in the evening, leaving me here all alone.”

She pointed at Irene, sulking her face.

“What? Do not blame it all on me. I was away not because I wanted to go sight seeing, but rather because of security reasons, you know.”

“Security reasons? For who?”

Lillian narrowed her gaze and grinned.

“I have a half demon half dragon, and a human who reached the White Core, both serving as my personal bodyguards. Do you really think I would need any more security than that?”

Well, she had a point.

And honestly, Irene had been away because she genuinely wanted to do some sight seeing, and also because she wanted to shop for something for Leon.

Lillian knew her all too well.

Irene had been rather hyper excited to finally come to this kingdom, the one where Leon lived.

“So? Did you meet him?”

Lillian asked abruptly.

Irene half lidded her eyes and answered.

“Uh… well, it was a coincidence…”

“Ooo~ A coincidence, or more like destiny?”

Lillian smirked at her, raising one of her eyebrows.

“Coincidence. Coincidence.”

She said, walking closer to Lillian.

The maids were now done with her hair and makeup.

The only thing left was to dress her up.

“Uhh, this looks heavy.”

Irene said, looking at the dress on the mannequin.

It was a type of attire that was kind of like an old fashioned thing in Evana.

The kind that mostly only existed in picture books now, it has a broad puffy skirt touching the floor, and a tight corset topped with a green ornamented top.

It looked heavy to wear, and Lillian herself did not usually wear anything like this.

“Princess Eula gifted me this to wear for tonight.” Lillian said.

“…Right. She and her younger sister came to my room too, to offer me a dress. But I rejected it, because I will be in my official bodyguard attire the whole time.”

Lillian glanced at Irene, who was wearing a white Evana’s official military uniform, a red cape and black sandals.

Her hair was tied in a single poly tail which reached her back.

Even though her attire was similar to a man’s, her body indeed looks rather very feminine with all her curves.

She honestly looked more like a warrior than a bodyguard.

“You sure you want to wear that?”

Lillian questioned.

“Why? Do I not look good?”

Looking good was an understatement here. If anything, Irene looked rather dashing in it.

Lillian was more worried about what Leon would think when he saw her dressed like this.

‘I should take a picture of her.’

Lillian nodded to herself, took her device from the table, and….

Kachak!

She clicked a picture.

“H-hey, what was that for?”

“To show it to your future hubby, obviously.” She said with a blunt grin.

“F-future hubby? That is—”

“What? Are you saying you do not want to make him your hubby?”

“What? I never said that! And stop using that h-hubby word already.”

“Why? Is it that embarrassing?”

“Yes! It is hella embarrassing, so much that I just want to roll around and die on the spot.”

“Hahaha. You say it with such a straight face, it makes it sound even funnier.”

Lillian laughed, wiping a trail of tears from the corner of her eyes.

As the two of them were chatting, the maids had finally finished dolling Lillian all up.

Once they were done, all of them quietly went out of the chamber, leaving only Lillian and Irene alone inside.

“Woah~ Princess Eula really does have some taste. And it fits me so well too, it’s not even that heavy either.”

Lillian twirled on her steps, showing off her dress to Irene.

Irene smiled softly at her little display.

“Ahem.”

She coughed once, and took out a small red pouch from her breast pocket.

“Hm? What is in it?”

Lillian tilted her head curiously.

Irene opened the pouch, and from inside it, took out a silver hair pin decorated with small shiny emerald stones. It almost looked like a tiny tiara.

She carefully fixed it onto the front of Lillian’s hair, right above her forehead.

“There…” Lillian blinked, then touched it gently.

“Cute! Did you buy it from here?”

Irene nodded. “Mhm. I bought some for everyone, actually.”

“Oh. Thank you, Irene.” She thanked her politely.

Then, suddenly, Lillian added with a grin.

“So? You must have bought something for Leon as well, I assume?”

Irene turned her head sideways and scratched her cheek.

“Mmmm… maybe. But it was not something great.”

She shook both her hands quickly.

That reaction only made Lillian more curious.

“What did you buy?”

Irene did not answer.

But Lillian noticed a slight flinch, and a faint redness creeping around Irene’s ears.

‘Wow. This expression of hers is rare. Now I absolutely must know what she is hiding.’

Lillian noted this internally, and then used one of her techniques that always made both her mother and Irene spill out their secrets.

She placed both her hands together, joining them near her lips, leaning in slightly, and made a round little puppy face as she asked.

“Are you really not going to show me~?”

Irene was taken aback.

That eye, that glance, that cuteness!

No! She absolutely could not take it!

Both she and Anise were completely defenseless against this exact face of hers.

Giving up, Irene sighed, and from inside her coat, took out a square shaped red box.

She held it straight out toward Lillian, showing it to her.

Lillian thought… ‘No no no no. There is no way she would buy something this bold.’

Until Irene opened the lid.

And a platinum white ring, one that matched Irene’s own hair color, with a small golden band and a tiny ruby set in the middle, laid open right in front of her eyes.

“…”

Lillian’s jaw dropped.

She looked at the ring resting in the box, and then backed up at Irene’s face, which had turned pink all the way down to her ears.

“…So? How is it? Do you think he will like it?”

She asked in a very low tone.