Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 77 Safi’s last secret

"Safie?" Felissa stood at the door of Saffie's room and knocked on the door, but there was no voice in the room to answer her. Felissa didn't mind and continued, "I'm here to convey a message to His Highness Fred.

of."

Sure enough, after saying this, Safi opened the door.

After not seeing each other for a few days, Safi turned out to be unbelievably thin and pale. There was no sparkle in her eyes when she looked at Felissa, and she seemed to have lost the will to live.

Although she was frightened by her current state, Felissa did not show it. She smiled as usual, stepped into Safi's bedroom, and then opened the curtains with a "swish".

The sunshine is very good today. Although it is dazzling, it is not too warm. It only makes people feel relaxed physically and mentally and enjoy the sunshine.

But Safi subconsciously avoided such light. She took a few steps back and retreated into the darkness of the corner, as if she was afraid of being burned by such light.

The light illuminates the darkness of a room, but it cannot shine into people's hearts.

In just a few days, Safi has become a degenerate girl. The girl who was supposed to be blooming like a newly bloomed flower is now like a withered branch, as if she will fall from the branch in the next moment.

I can't see any anger.

Felissa stretched out her hand to hold Safi, and pulled her into the sunshine firmly and without refusal. Exposure to more sunshine would at least be good for her health.

Of course Safi, who had not had a drop of water for several days, could not refuse Felissa, so she pulled her to stand by the window.

"No..." she begged weakly, covering the light with her hands, "please don't."

Nowadays, she is afraid of such sunshine. She almost panics and wants to hide herself in the darkness where she feels safe.

"His Royal Highness Fred will be here soon," Felissa looked at Safi and twisted a strand of her messy long hair, "Are you sure you want to see him like this?"

The old saying from the previous life that a woman should please her appearance is still very true. No matter what time and space a woman is, even if she has a death wish, she still can't help but care about her appearance when she wants to see her sweetheart.

At least I want to appear in front of him in a good way, even if I don't live long.

While Safi was panicking, Felissa had already raised her voice and called the maid to come in and tidy up Safi's appearance.

The condition of her skin, hair texture, and overall energy are definitely not as good as before, but Felicia still has makeup skills, but it’s just that she’s doing it in the wrong direction.

Under Felissa's deliberate dressing up, the original flower of the high mountain became delicate and pitiful, as if it were a white flower that was still strong and blooming after a downpour.

This kind of makeup will make people involuntarily feel protective, not to mention that Fred already has feelings for Safi. Under such circumstances, it is easier to feel distressed.

Not long after, the maid came over and reported that Fred had come and was talking to his wife, and asked Safi to go to the reception room to prepare to receive guests.

The so-called cowardice of being close to home, when Safi suddenly thought of facing Fred, she first backed down: "I...can I not go?"

Based on Safi's upbringing, this kind of rude behavior of not accepting guests should not have appeared on her, which shows how scared she is.

"Don't be afraid," Felissa held Safi's hand and led her forward slowly, "We have found a way to solve the problem without hurting anyone. Your Highness has been worried about you.

You always have to say thank you to him."

Safi's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally hung down weakly, covering her twinkling eyes.

Everyone pinpointed her weak point and pressed her with irrefutable truths.

In fact, as long as she is more shameless, she can continue to hide in the room and be a coward, and the others can't do anything to her.

But she couldn't do it. For nobles, their face was too great. Whoever made the nobles lose face, although it was not a blood feud, could still be called a deep hatred. She couldn't embarrass her parents.

So Safi was half pushed and half pulled by Felissa towards the reception room. Every step she took, her calves were trembling, as if she could collapse to the ground at any time, unable to walk.

She was like walking on the edge of a cliff, not knowing whether what was waiting for her ahead was an open plain or an abyss.

The maid opened the door for them, and Felicia immediately saw Fred standing by the window. Wherever he stood, there was light.

This situation didn't seem to require her presence. Felissa smiled, pushed Safi in, then lifted up her skirt, bowed and closed the door, locking the two of them in the same confined space.

Safi's mind went blank for a long time before she remembered to salute. She tremblingly grabbed the hem of her skirt and squatted down: "Your Highness..."

Fred did not step forward, but he looked at Safi with distressed eyes: "I have lost a lot of weight." Even her skirt seemed a whole circle too big.

No one has had an easy time these days. He lamented how haggard Safi was, but didn’t he himself have dark circles under his eyes after staying up late?

"It's my fault," Fred said. "It's my incompetence that prevents you from trusting me."

It turns out that bowing his head is not that difficult. After seeing Safi lose weight so much, his heart has long been filled with guilt. He can even say it a few more times, as long as she can smile.

Gentle people will always blame themselves for mistakes. Safi shook her head and choked: "Your Highness can never be wrong."

Yes, how could the royal family be wrong? The royal family cannot make mistakes, otherwise the prestige established over a long period of time will be lost.

If two people are forever separated by such a deep gap of identity, they will never be able to communicate and talk on an equal footing.

"In front of you, please don't treat me as the crown prince," Fred whispered, walking towards Safi step by step, holding her right hand and placing it against his heart, "You remember, I like

You and I were the first to be tempted, so I lost."

If the person who is tempted first loses first, then she is the loser. She has admired such pure and clean light for about ten years. Ever since she returned home, she fainted in front of her house, and the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was

One person was him when he was still young.

Concerned, Fred asked her how she was doing with a smile.

Such a good person should not continue to waste time on her.

"Your Highness doesn't understand what kind of person I am," Safi withdrew her hand, turned her back to Fred, her voice was ethereal, "What Your Highness likes is just an illusion maintained by me. If you know

The real me is that I will definitely regret it."

"I know," Fred was not convinced by such words. "No matter how bad it is, it can't be worse than it is now, but the current situation is not your fault."

Safi sighed, couldn't the situation be worse than now? No, she still had secrets.

A secret that could put the entire royal family in ruins.

(End of chapter)