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Side View: Sia
I normally stayed in the dark guild since they value my disguise skills so much, but Rick told me to infiltrate the Academy and make my way into Aisha Alaban’s entourage.
I’ve talked to her more than most people since I’m in her group, but my feelings about her are the same. Oh, nothing makes people act like fools more than an obsession with blood and power.
Miss Aisha Alaban—a member of the viscount house of Alaban; a pitiful noble-born girl who, despite her status, carried the grand blood of royals inside her. She should never have been given something she wasn’t worthy of.
Royal blood is poison to a girl of a lower noble family like her. She hasn’t realized that the blood she values so highly is a toxin. It slowly circulates in her body, eating away at her life and spreading.
She should have been aware of her place and behaved. She would have survived a bit longer if she had. As things are, her life is like the light of a candle before the wind.
Aisha and Ismail Alaban. Your lives are like a thorn in the royal family’s side. They continue to sully their blood and are under constant attention since those who would hurt the royal family could find value in using you at any time.
But just being born isn’t a crime. Perhaps they were consigned to oblivion for being the pitiful children forced to bear the crimes of their parents, but they went too far in trying to glean others’ sympathy. That’s why they’ll receive none and instead be wiped away from anyone’s memory.
The king of Rienbul only let them live to use them to sniff out those with ill intentions toward the crown. And perhaps because they could be used as teaching material for Prince Shaghad. But no other reason.
It may be cruel, but that’s the world royals and nobles live in.
I sometimes wonder if they clothe themselves in such beautiful outfits because they know exactly how ugly they are and are trying to cover it up.
Well, not that I care about the beauty of the souls of the people around me. I just do what Rick orders me to and report back to him.
“I think you’re more suited than Lady Violette to be Prince Evan’s fiancée,” I said, and Aisha made a face that said, “Of course I am.”
She didn’t see from the others’ reactions that they thought that was taking things a bit far. She only ever saw what she wanted to see, only heard the words she wanted to hear. What convenient eyes and ears.
“I think so, too,” said another girl. “You have royal blood, after all, Lady Aisha.”
“And you live in the royal palace in Rienbul,” said another.
They were girls sent from the guild, just like me. Once they started agreeing with me, the clueless low-ranking noble girls started rethinking their positions until they agreed.
There was only so much information a low-ranking noble could get, so it wasn’t their fault they didn’t fully understand Aisha Alaban’s position. And, in that situation, it would’ve been better for them not to get so greedy and just behave. If they hadn’t, they wouldn’t get dragged into this mess and eventually eliminated.
Though, we can only ask them to give in since their own carelessness caused it.
Maybe they thought it was all right to make fun of Lady Selena because she doesn’t have a very good reputation, and House Violette doesn’t have much social standing, but Lady Selena is not someone to take lightly. She doesn’t care about social standing or other people, but is like a wild beast with sharpened fangs.
Maybe the girls instinctually sensed that because they were desperate to tell Aisha Alaban horrible things about her in an attempt to eliminate her.
It was amusing to watch low-ranking nobles kiss up to Aisha Alaban, though, since she was also low in the pecking order.
Anyway, I’ll give Rick a report on all these so-called noble girls.