The Villainess Wants To Go Home

Chapter 12 - Accidents may happen

I stood in front of the huge oak wooden doors of the library.

Thanks to Diana's memories that I occupied when reincarnating into her body , I was able to direct

myself to the library.

"To be able to navigate through this world and understands its dangers, the library is the best place to

apply that sort of knowledge" I reminded myself once again.

I opened the huge doors and a loud creaking escaped as it bounced off the walls which probably

startled everyone in the whole mansion. 'Damn. How old are these doors? At least oil them once or

twice'

Stepping inside the library, I was greeted by the old smell of paper. I took a breath in, inhaling the fresh

papery air of the library. 'The only thing in this world that can keep me from going insane'

Books is an excellent source of information in ancient worlds especially since there is no google. Lazy

people's new generation of trusty but sometimes backstabbing friend.

I strolled through the old but breathtaking library of the Glacies mansion. 'If this is how a library in

medieval mansion looks like I wonder what it will look in the palace? Would it bigger than this one?'

I walked to a section and admired the ancient looking books. 'Beautiful'

Trailing my index finger across the spines of the books, I scanned them searching for the ones I need.

One book in particular caught my interest. The spine read 'Monsters of Myth'. 'I must be in the

nonfiction section of the library'

I slid the book from its shelf and examined it thoroughly, tracing my fingers across the title and the NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

sides. I always liked the way ancient books looked, the style and its hard looking covers.

Instantly my senses warned me of an approaching person. I heard its footsteps getting louder and

louder. I readied myself in case of an attack but my mind told me it's probably a maid or a librarian.

"My lady-" a book was seen colliding with the old man's forehead with a bang knocking him out cold.

I stood there staring at what I just did to the poor old man. "oops" was all that escaped my mouth. 'I

guess my assassin instinct haven't left me at all.' I scratched my chin with my index finger.

I took a big step towards him. Then another. I stood with my hands behind my back beside the old

geezer on the floor with a red mark on his head. I poked his waist with the tip of my shoe. "psst. psst

you dead?". He didn't answer.

'Did I just kill an old man with a book?' I was shocked myself because I had never killed an old librarian

with a book.

'Who cares, he was old anyways. He was going to die sooner or later'.

I looked down at him at again, he lay unconscious with his mouth wide open and eyes shut tightly. "I

need to make it look like an accident".

Pinching my chin as I thought of a scenario that will make it look like he died accidently then me killing

him.

'Hmmm. Huh' light bulb.

I slid out a few books and placed them on the ground. Some were open, some were closed and some

were open faced down.

"There." I dusted off my hands. "Now it will look like he was grabbing a book from the top shelf but a

whole pile of book decided to kill him".

'You know what they always say. Accidents may happen in the workplace'

'I'm such a genius' I flicked my silver hair before stepping over the crime scene like it wasn't me who

just murdered him with a throw of my book.

"Now time to do what I came here for"

-Ariana P.O.V-

"she's not in her room. Lady Ariana" Stella spoke while her head was looking down at the floor.

"Where did that bitch decide to run off now" I mumbled under my breath so the two low life maids don't

hear my sudden foul mouth.

"My lady did you say something" Lilly spoke with a concerned tone. "I simply said where she might be.

Do you have any idea where she might head to?" I faked a sweet smile. 'Oh, how I hate wasting my

precious smile on these low life peasants'

Lilly and Stella gave each other passing gazes. "She might be in late Duchess Garden" Stella

answered.

"Please don't speak about the Lady Mariana as duchess." I warned them. 'no one is duchess except for

my mother and my mother only. No slut or ***** like Mariana can be duchess' that disgusting smile of

hers appeared in my head. 'Oh, how wish I could rip that smile off her'

"Sorry my lady I won't repeat my mistake again" Stella bowed.

"Well then. Shall we go to Mariana's Garden"

-Neil P.O.V-

"Your royal highness, there is only a bruise no fractured spine or bones to be felt" a middle-aged man

spoke with his head laid low, his glasses slowing falling off his nose.

Neil clenched his fist, hating himself for letting that wench leave like that right after she flung him over

her shoulder like it was nothing. Her fast reflexes for just a weak looking noble lady shook him.

He thanked the Gods no one saw him or they would have spread some nasty rumours.

"Your highness would be ok if you told me of how this sudden injury happened" the physician said with

curiosity.

Neil looked at him with his cold distant silver eyes. "I tripped and fell while walking down the steps of

the that bastard of a castle last night" he lied while he rubbed his sore back. The physician could read

his face that he was lying but only shrugged it off as he was in no place to reveal his lie.

He didn't know why he was covering up for that criminal who dared to lay a hand on a prince, the future

emperor of Ventus even if he hated that idea. He clenched his jaw in frustration and humiliation from

getting beaten by a girl, not just any girl but a spoil, tantrum throwing bitch like Diana Glacies.

She should be in prison or worse getting her hands chopped off by now but no, he let her go but why.

'don't blame me for the way I am, blame the world for making the person I am today' her sharp, cold

words echoed through his head, her distant icy glare towards him appeared in his mind. Her eyes

reflected nothing but betrayal from the world that brought her here. Was this the reason to why he let

her go? Because she was thrown from the world and into darkness?

He shrugged the thought away. 'Whatever it was. Next time I see her, I will punish her'

"I see. Please be careful your highness. We don't want anything happening to you" the middle-aged

physician lifted his glasses up while he spoke his words.

"You are the heir to the throne to the empire of Ventus" he wagged his quill in the air.

"tch" Neil clicked his tongue in annoyance. He hated the idea of taking over a kingdom he wished he

did not lead. Neil despised the fact he was older and had to take responsibility of the Empire of Ventus

right after his father's passing or until he decides to retire and hand over the throne.

He just wanted to live peacefully without a whole load of responsibility thrown at him. Neil dreamed of

writing stories, learning about the wonders of the world with no human interaction but instead he was

born into a royal family as the oldest.

"How is my little brother? Is he feeling better?" Neil questioned the royal physician.

He stopped writing; his expression saddening as the thought of the young prince's illness came to his

mind. He didn't know how to tell the crown prince of the young prince's time left in this world. How sad

he would be to lose his younger brother who he adored so much.

"Y-your H-highness" he had trouble speaking. What would he say to him? that he wasn't a physician at

all for failing to find a cure at all? or would he kill him for failing to cure the young prince's mysterious

illness?

"Speak. Carlos" Neil sharp tone pierced through him.

"H-he...I'm still trying to find what the mysterious illness cure and what it is but I have reached nothing."

Carlos spoke with his head down.

Neil expression darkened but softened. What was he supposed to do or say to the physician? No other

physician or healers in the whole Ventus were able to figure out the illness of his bloating stomach that

took hold of Benjamin 3 months ago or heal it.

It was so sudden; they were training and suddenly he started to throw up. He was just healthy and

happy a minute ago so why? Why was he sick all of a sudden?

"He won't be able to live past the night of the rising sun". Neil's whole world crashed to the bottom with

just those few words that escaped Carlos' mouth. Tears started to build up in the corner of silver

glittering eyes, stinging and burning his eyes.

The night of the rising sun wasn't until 4 weeks' time. He didn't have long to survive.

"Get out" Neil commanded. "b-bu-" he was cut off by a loud scream. "I SAID GET OUT!"

Carlos bowed quickly and rushed to the door leaving the crying prince to himself.

Neil let his tears run down, he let himself cry as his heart ached for failing his little brother.

"Please. If any gods here me my plead. Please. Please save my brother"