Chapter 200: When history repeats (4)
Melanie opted to remain standing. She would not be held captive in this room.
"Are you trying to mend your relationship with me or hold my issues with your mother against me? The latter doesn’t have anything to do with you," said Melanie.
"I admit that I wasn’t around when your mother needed me, but I was around for you. I was doing my best to raise you just as I raised my daughters. I wanted better for you so you wouldn’t end up as I did," Melanie said, sneaking a glance at Tyrion.
Melanie didn’t know what to make of the prince. She wasn’t invited during the times the Collinses sat with the royals, and she wasn’t at the balls.
Melanie only knew of Tyrion from what she had heard from Penelope and the others in the past, as well as from gossip around the town. She had always known Penelope was close to the prince, but she never once thought love would blossom from the friendship.
"You went for one of the men who has a reputation to uphold. He has left the palace, but it doesn’t mean he won’t act as a royal."
"Do you think being the daughter of a duke will matter to him or his family for long? You will serve him all your life. Look at how he smiles," Melanie said, pointing at Tyrion.
Tyrion’s smile widened. How could he not smile after what Melanie said?
Melanie couldn’t have known Penelope well since she believed her granddaughter would serve anyone. If only Melanie had watched before she judged, then she would have realised that it was Tyrion who was hellbent on serving Penelope in many ways.
Between Penelope and Tyrion, Penelope was the one who cared most about reputations.
"He smiles because you amuse me," Penelope said, knowing it wasn’t because Tyrion agreed with Melanie.