Why Did I Become the Villainess?

 Prince Fraser stares at me intently. "Solution? What is the solution you can think of?"

 I take a deep breath before I answer him. "I can let the Lauretré family do the funding for the necessities needed for tents, water faucets, food, and the bathrooms. The problem is, will you allow me to do this?"

 Prince Fraser looks at me for a second before he sighs. "The decision is not on me. My Father will definitely appreciate it if he knows about this. However, will the Count agree to your proposition?"

 Will the Count agree with my proposition? Of course, he is. He will actually be glad to know that I am willing to do the funding.

 Throughout the years, Csille accumulated money from all the competitions she joined. Aside from the medal, money was also given to the winners. Aside from that, her Father already named one business establishment after her the moment she was born. All those years, her parents saved that money for her to spend. 

 "I won't be using the Lauretré Family wealth. Instead, I will be using my own money. It's not big, but it's enough to fund everything needed here. Also, I'm sure Father will definitely be happy to donate money for funding. So, you shouldn't worry. All I need is your approval."

 Father will actually be happy knowing I decided to give all my savings to people who need it the most. Because of this, it makes him donate a tremendous amount of money too. 

 The Lauretré donation and Csille's donation will cause a huge sensation in the whole Vrawyth Kingdom that it causes other people to make donations too.

 Prince Fraser got silent for a moment before he nodded his head. "If that's what you really want. I will gladly accept it. The Doctors and volunteers definitely need this."

 I look outside the tent. "They all know that their fund is limited. That's why they never complain. But I know most of them want to lay on a soft mattress or to eat delicious food or to take a bath often. Also, I'm worried that if this continues, most of the Doctors and the volunteers will be infected with the disease."

 Prince Fraser didn't say anything, and I didn't say anything too. I'm thinking about the dialogues I need to say. I should excuse myself now, right?

 "Excuse me—"

 Prince Fraser looks straight into my eyes. "Csille, thank you. I know I doubt you but thank you for doing this."

 I froze and looked at him. He said thank you? 

 But it is not supposed to happen. After Csille got approval from Prince Fraser, she immediately excused herself, and Prince Fraser let her. He didn't say anything and just watched her leave. 

 So, how come he is saying thank you to me? I don't understand. 

 "I will be taking my leave now. Good night."

 I couldn't reply to Prince Fraser because my mind was too busy thinking about what was happening. When I came back to my senses, Prince Fraser was already gone. 

 I look outside and sigh. "I didn't even say good night to him," I mumble to myself.

 I slump my head on the table. It's probably because of that unknown force that is trying to control this world. 

 Right, it's the most logical reason why this is all happening. First, I can now control Csille's body even if I have written what is happening. Second, things are getting out of hand again. 

 It's probably the reason why this is happening. 

 The problem is, will this affect this world? I'm worried that something might happen to this world if this continues. I don't want anything to happen to people I love here. 

 No matter what that force is, I will definitely find a way to deal with it. I will not let anything happen to this world. 

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 I look up to the sky and sigh. I have already sent the messenger bird to the Lauretré residence. It will arrive there in half an hour. I'm sure within this day, help will arrive.

 That is if my Father accumulated enough money to donate. 

 "Csille, what are you doing here?"

 I look at Brother Pascal and point my hand to the messenger bird that is now flying to the sky. 

 "Isn't that the messenger bird given to you by Uncle for this journey? Did you send a letter?"

 I nod my head. "I did send a message. I need Father's help with something."

 "Help? Did something happen? Why did you need help?"

 I look at the overly anxious Brother Pascal and laugh. "Don't worry, Brother. I didn't do something that will might trouble me. I just ask Father if I can take all the savings they kept all these years."

 Brother Pascal frowns. "All your savings? But what would you do to all of that? That is a huge amount of money. Can you spend that?"

 I cling to Brother Pascal's arm. "I will use it to fund the necessities for all of us."

 "Necessities?"

 I nod my head vigorously. "Yes, necessities. New tents and beds. Accessible faucets and bathrooms. Also, delicious and healthy food that will not just boost everyone's health but also their mood. I think this one is important to keep everyone away from the disease."

 "What?!"

 Brother Pascal looks at me with wide eyes. I don't know if I should laugh or be offended by his reaction.

 Why does he look like he couldn't believe I would do that? Do I really look like a heartless person? 

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 "Good morning, Lady Csille. Doctor Pascal." 

 The people all greet us the moment we step inside the dining tent. Brother Pascal smiles politely at all of them and responds as much as he can. I also smile at them in return.

 Brother Pascal and I both take our tray of breakfast before we find a space to sit. 

 I was busy eating my breakfast when I noticed Brother Pascal intently looking at me. "Brother, do you have anything to say to me?"

 He sighed and put his utensils down. "I just couldn't believe you would donate all your savings. Are you sure you will do that? I thought you would use that to start your own business. Isn't that what you told me before?"

 I paused. Yeah, the real Csille and Brother Pascal have talked about this before. However, things are different now. Csille needs to prove herself to Prince Fraser if she wants to make him like her. 

 "Brother, I can save money again, but the current situation is urgent. If we don't solve this, things will get worst, and it will become more difficult for all of us to control this. I don't think every one of us wants that, right?"

 Also, I need to do this because this is what I have written. I need to donate Csille's savings to make Prince Fraser notice her and to make every one like her. 

 "But what will you do with the business you want to start? Where will you get your capital? You need to start your own business, right? Because that is the only way Uncle and his majesty will let your friend, from Frailens City, enter the Vrawyth Kingdom."

 I sigh. Yeah, how can I forget about Lilla? Father already mentioned about Lilla's situation, and his majesty agreed on the condition that I can only hire Lilla if it's my own business. 

 However, the money I have saved will be used for this cause. How can I start my...

 Oh, I remember now. How can I forget? Of course, I can hire Lilla on that. I'll just talk to Father when we return. I'm sure Lilla will be happy to hear this.

 Lilla already knows that his majesty gave her permission, and she is now allowed to come to the Vrawyth as a visitor for now since I still haven't started anything. However, because of the infectious disease, any foreigners were not allowed to enter the Vrawyth Kingdom at all costs.

 "Csille?"

 I shake my head and smile at Brother Pascal. "I will find a way to deal with it, Brother. So, you shouldn't worry."

 I heard him sigh, but he didn't say anything and just continue his meal. 

 There's really nothing to be worried about because Csille will definitely find a way to let Lilla work here in the Vrawyth Kingdom. Even without the savings.

 I immediately finish my meal and wait for Brother Pascal to finish his. I need to ask a favor from him. Although, I'm not sure if he will agree to it.

 "Brother?"

 He finished wiping his mouth first before he answered me. "Yes? Do you have anything to say?" He looks at his clock.

 Doctors don't spend too much time eating. At the very least, they would eat in just five minutes and continue doing their job.

 I need to get straight to the point. "Brother, will you let me come with you to the infected area?"

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 I sigh and kick the small rock that is in front of me.

 "You seem in a bad mood."

 I look back and find Rufus standing behind me. I pout and continue kicking the rocks on the ground.

 How can I not be mad? Brother Pascal didn't let me come with him no matter how much I insisted. And even if I want to sneak into the infected region, that is impossible since only Doctors who are wearing some sort of protective clothing can enter the area. So, I have no choice but to focus my anger on the rocks.

 I have written this scene. Csille needs to go to the infected area to check the situation there, so she would know what she can help to those patients. 

 But why is this thing happening? The moment I arrived here, things were really getting out of hand again. It's as if I was transmigrated to a different novel with the same characters.

 "What happened? Is there something wrong, purplany?"

 I slump on the ground and sigh. "Everything is wrong. I insisted on Prince Fraser that I would be a big help, but here I am doing nothing. I tried to help the volunteers do the cooking and even do the laundry, but all of them refused to let me help. I even asked Brother Pascal to bring me to the infected area so I could help take care of the patients, but he also didn't let me. What's the purpose of me staying here if I won't even do anything?"

 I groan in frustration. I'm more frustrated with the fact that I didn't follow the script. What would I do if something happened because of it? Just like what happened five years ago. When it had an earthquake.

 Rufus gently caresses my head. "Of course, they won't let you help. How can they let the future Queen do anything? And Doctor Pascal didn't let you because the infected region is at high risk for infection. He is just worried that you'll get infected if you go there."

 I pout. "But I'm still not their Queen. I'm just a daughter of the Count. I have seen a noble lady from a noble family working in the monarch do the laundry earlier. Why did they let her but not me? Also, I want to see the situation in the infected area so I can know what I can help. If the situation in the Doctor's Quarters is already this bad. How bad is the situation in the infected area?"

 "Yes, you are still not the Queen, but they already see you one. So, can you blame them if they won't let you help? I also happened to talk to Leander. He told me that it is way worst there. Some patients were left to die because the Doctors could not do anything to save them. Piles of dead bodies add up every day. This infectious disease really takes hundreds of life. If this continues, I don't know if we could even keep our standing as the strongest Kingdom among the Great Seven Kingdoms."

 My eyes widen. That couldn't happen. A war is about to start. If we lose our standing, I'm afraid our enemies will attack us in each corner of the Kingdom. 

 I abruptly stand up. I need to find a way to get there no matter what. 

 I look at Rufus and grin.. I think I know how I can get inside the infected area.