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Curse the Mainframe! - Chapter 245

Published at 5th of December 2019 03:15:09 PM


Chapter 245

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Ophelia was sobbing in her room yet again while she was gorging herself on ice-cream.

Candice, the poor maid, was helplessly trying to make herself part of the wallpaper, with only a little success.

The princess had killed off a total of three maids in the past couple of days, and everyone was walking on eggshells because of it.

They didn't know when her temper would suddenly flare and lash out, and the innocent maids that had been caught in the crossfire lost their lives for such a trivial matter.

Candice wanted to be anywhere but here, but the princess didn't allow her to leave, ferrying ice-cream from the kitchen to her rooms the moment the tub was done.

Ophelia was upset and furious at the same time.

How could her brother swoop in and steal her Alexander away from her?

She furiously bit on the spoon that was in her mouth, her eyes glaring at the ceiling.

Her eyes were swollen and puffy, so she couldn't even show her face outside of the room, which just trapped her in a cycle of misery where she kept thinking about Alexander's face, as well as her hateful brother's.

It had been three days since she first saw them together in her Alexander's room – after which, Alistair had Alexander moved away from the room to sleep in his bedroom.

She couldn't even approach Alexander because that idiot Alistair was with him every waking moment, and Ophelia just knew that she would never be able to get her Alexander to look at her with that idiot in the way!

Ophelia chucked the pillow across the room, scaring Candice so much that the attendant just barely stopped herself from falling down at the sudden outburst of anger.

Then, tears filled her eyes again as she wailed.

Her Alexander had completely been stolen away by her perverted brother, and her elder brother Frazer hadn't been of any help whatsoever.

Not only that, Alexander had gently rebuffed her after she approached him when he was with Alistair, refusing her feelings yet again.

Humiliation and devastation warred for dominance within her.

The developing sign of feelings that she definitely felt from him had been completely snuffed out as he only had eyes for Alistair now.

*That* Alistair.

The first prince Alistair, that only knew how to party and play around with those other degenerates, indulging in vices day in and out.

Alistair that stole his first time, thus stealing his loyalty as well!

She could have screamed in anger at the thought.

If she knew this would happen, she'd just have stolen her Alexander's first time for herself so that he would have to take responsibility for her!

Now, she couldn't even ask her father emperor to bestow marriage upon her with Alexander because the rumours that were going around about them were sure to have already entered his ears.

She gave a scream of frustration at the thought. Ophelia wept, spooning more ice-cream into her mouth.


She couldn't even show her face in any tea parties anymore because the other noblewomen were sure to jeer and laugh at her behind their masks if she ever turned up.

She'd shown off Alexander so proudly to them, but in the end, he'd been stolen away by that idiot of a prince!

Slowly, Ophelia felt murderous intentions within her grow larger.

She never thought that she'd feel this way for other royal blood. While it was true that the royal family was never peaceful, she'd been living in relative peace until now.

Her second brother Frazer doted on her, and even that idiot Alistair doted on her as well, so she had a decent relationship with them, even if she was closer to her brother that shared the same mother.

However, for the first time, she turned her murderous intentions on someone from her family.

Ophelia glared at the tapestry, feeling like everything was setting her off today.

But… how was she going to be able to get rid of the first prince?

He'd be protected too well for her to make any moves.

It was at this moment that there was a knock on the door, interrupting her brooding and planning.

It just made her bad mood even worse. "What is it!"

Candice hurriedly made her way to the door, exchanging words with the maid outside.

She re-entered the room, bowing low to the princess. "The Empress has summoned you to her chambers."

Ophelia got up with a huff. She'd been waiting for this day to come. …Wait. Eh? Couldn't she get her mother to get rid of her brother for her?

This was the perfect opportunity that had showed itself to her, literally knocking on her doors.

Ophelia's eyes lit up as she suddenly thought of this possibility. It was very possible. Even if Alistair was an idiot through and through, he was still in the way of the throne for her second brother.

The princess hurriedly got ready.

"Dress me!" she commanded, and the maids that were outside had no choice but to very silently and efficiently get the princess ready, making sure that she looked as perfect as possible.

The image in the mirror was enough for Ophelia, so she quickly made her way to her mother's chambers.

She was ready to complain about Alistair stealing away her man.

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The empress stared at her daughter.

She could not even comprehend what was going on in her mind. As of late, the girl had been growing more and more incomprehensible to her, and she no longer understood what was driving her actions.

How could she have allowed herself to lose her mind over a man, of all things?

If she wanted to remain in power, then she should grasp onto a man with both wealth and power that would treat her like a goddess, yet her stupid daughter was lusting over a man that had discarded her for that idiot first prince?

She'd been hoping that the rumours were wrong – especially when the rumours started changing directions towards the man being caught up with Alistair, and the rumours concerning Ophelia died down.

The empress had been prepared to do something to dispel the rumours, but more had popped up without her needing to lend a hand.

Now, all she had to do was lightly make her move and fan the rumours of Alexander and the first prince, getting rid of the rumours that concerned Ophelia.

Yet, this stupid girl…!

She was still harping over the man like she couldn't let go!

Insanity! It was just pure insanity!

Just what was it about him that had hooked both a prince and princess?

Was Ophelia possessed? How could she act in a way unbefitting of a princess?

How was she going to be able to find a suitable husband for her daughter if she kept acting like this?

And now, she even wanted to kill the first prince?

Did she not think that there was a reason why the first prince was still alive in the first place?

It was because there were forces outside the emperor that were protecting him! The first prince had the grace to be born to a mother with a good family, so there were still hidden guards that had been sent from his maternal family, unlike Frazer and Ophelia who didn't enjoy such benefits.

Luckily, he was an idiot, so Frazer was still first in line for the throne, but Ophelia, she…!

She was jeopardizing all her hard work!

Just looking at Ophelia made the empress feel tired.

She sighed, waving her hand. "I need to rest," she said, giving Ophelia the hint that her welcome had been worn out.

Ophelia stood up, unhappy that her mother wasn't supporting her plans. "Mother!"

The empress glared at her idiot of a daughter. "No more! It's impossible! Maids, take her away."

"Mother!" Ophelia screamed in unwillingness, but she was still dragged away by the empress' maids.




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