Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 343

The blonde nymph was furious.

She raged, saying that because of us, the plans she had painstakingly devised and executed for a long time were now on the verge of collapse.

“It was a perfect plan! Until you idiots barged in here with your insane scheme to capture ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) the Queen!”

We could only stare in bewilderment. We had no idea who this girl was, let alone what plans she had been making.

More importantly—who even was she?

Was there a nymph like this in the palace two years ago? From a quick glance, she seemed to have been living in this strange space between the walls for quite some time.

This hideout wasn’t built overnight. If someone so suspicious had been hiding here for this long, there was no way the palace staff wouldn’t have noticed.

Then again, wasn’t this entire world constructed from Aira’s subconscious? If so, then chances were high that this girl was someone Aira knew.

“......”

Of course, the Queen herself wasn’t offering any answers. She simply curled up on the bed with a vacant look on her face, turning her back on the world. I thought she might recover after a while, but there was no sign of improvement.

That was when Mirna spoke up.

“So, who exactly are you? Why are you living in a place like this in the palace? You don’t look like an ordinary palace maid.”

Her crimson eyes reflected the garments hanging on the wall. There were outfits worn by the palace servants, as well as hats and clothes used by laborers.

“That’s...”

Then her gaze landed on the numerous maps and drawings pinned to the wall. Among them was a big heart symbol. Mirna muttered the words written on it.

“Queen of Hearts...?”

“Wh, What do you think you’re looking at?!”

The nymph jumped like a coiled spring, yanking the papers and maps off the wall. Was she trying to keep us from seeing them?

She crumpled all the papers into a corner box, then said.

“I have no reason to tell you who I am. And you lot don’t look like ordinary maids either. Foreign assassins? Kidnappers? Traitors?”

Was she trying to guess our identities based on the fact we had Queen Aira with us? As she went on, Elga, who had been listening for a while, finally asked.

“You live in the palace, and you don’t know who I am?”

“Nope. Why would I?”

“What?”

Elga furrowed her brows, but from that brief exchange, I was able to form some guesses.

It was reasonable that she wouldn’t recognize me or Mirna. But not knowing Elga, who was quite famous in the palace at this time, was unusual.

Mirna seemed to realize this too, leaning in to whisper in my ear.

“This might be a variable caused by Narmi’s safe zones. Sometimes, anomalies like this appear.”