I Became the Wife of the Hero Who Killed Me - Chapter 137
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#Episode 137
“Will those two be enough?”
“Yes.”
“Good. Go and bind them.”
As the order was given, the subordinates moved. The shadow of torches fell over my head as I stood upright.
It was the moment when the imperial soldiers were about to put handcuffs on my wrists.
“Ah, how terrifying this is….”
I sniffled sorrowfully.
I actually wanted to cry for real, but I seemed to have no talent for acting—no matter how hard I tried, no tears came, so I hastily covered my face and dabbed some saliva on it.
Now everyone could see my cheeks glistening with tears—saliva—under the moonlight.
The knights who were about to arrest me hesitated and wavered.
Compared to those burly men, I was as delicate as a willow branch, and knights were generally weak to women’s tears.
“Will you bind me? If you intend to tie a woman who has neither the strength to resist nor flee with iron chains and cruelly drag her behind a horse, then I have no choice but to extend my hands.”
“N-no! No matter what, we would never do such despicable things to a noble lady….”
The imperial soldiers inadvertently comforted me as I trembled(?) in fear.
Naturally, they had bound Gareth and Stefan, but since those two possessed otherworldly strength capable of crushing rocks with bare hands, I didn’t particularly stop them.
I made one last request to the Lombard knights.
“Let these men go. No blood must be shed.”
“But Madam!!”
“Edwin will understand. Why I made this choice.”
At my words, they stopped their outcries. Someone gritted their teeth, while another hung their head.
As I boarded the escort carriage, I looked up at the night sky.
‘It would be a lie to say I’m not afraid at all.’
I still couldn’t go down to the underground where there wasn’t a single point of light.
Because the damp stone walls, the fishy smell of blood, and memories of crawling through the bottom of hell overlapped vividly….
‘But it’s different from before.’
I believed in Edwin of this life.
He would come to rescue me by any means necessary.
So it’s okay.
* * *
Late at night, Edwin, left alone in his office, struck his desk with his fist.
“Damn it!”
The Lombard mansion and Perang mansion were far apart, so by the time he learned the truth, everything was already over.
Elisia had fallen into enemy hands, and all she had managed to protect through negotiation were just two guards.
The subordinates standing before him all hung their heads with resentful expressions.
‘Madam remained calm and resolute throughout, even before the enemy commander. Even we found Madam’s determination admirable.’
‘But at the end… she finally showed fear and tears.’
The knights reported the situation from when Elisia was taken away, from beginning to end in detail.
At the part where she, who had maintained a resolute attitude toward the commander throughout, finally couldn’t hold back and wept, Edwin felt a rage that seemed to burn through his brain.
She had disliked showing weakness since childhood.
This was partly her natural personality, but also because after her parents’ early death, she realized that appearing vulnerable made one a target for attack.
She always wrapped herself in a hard shell.
Yet she had shed tears in front of everyone.
“Damn it….”
What tormented him more than the surging anger was unbearable self-reproach.
Thinking about how much serious hardship Elisia imprisoned might be enduring, he couldn’t maintain his sanity.
Edwin roughly rubbed his face and entered her bedroom.
Just this morning, Elisia had been preparing with an excited face, saying she was meeting friends for the first time in a while.
Upon discovering him, she had chattered about trivial things and playfully joked that he should wait well until they met again in the evening.
Then she had curved her eyes sweetly and charmingly.
Every scene was so vivid before his eyes, yet Elisia herself was absent.
That drove Edwin even more insane.
‘She said you would understand, my lord. Why Madam made such a choice.’
Ah, I know.
Elisia’s heart that wants to prevent war, her sincere desire to protect the people.
But Edwin absolutely could not forgive it.
‘This time they’ve really messed with the wrong person.’
Since the Emperor had touched Elisia first, he had no intention of overlooking that bastard’s behavior any longer.
When returning to Lombard, he would take Vittorio’s head along with him.
* * *
I was tense until I got off the escort carriage.
I had prepared myself to surely be sent to the underground dungeon, but where I arrived was an ordinary above-ground confinement tower for political prisoners.
And the warden, who had been calm throughout, suddenly screamed as soon as the imperial soldiers left the tower.
“Oh my goodness! How could someone as noble as you, Madam, come to such a humble place?!”
“Hm?”
The warden who received my gaze was clearly moved with emotion.
She even declared that she wouldn’t wash her hands for a while when I inadvertently shook hands with her.
I had definitely never met this middle-aged woman before, but her features and appearance seemed very familiar.
“Have we met somewhere before? Ah, I’m not hitting on you, so don’t misunderstand. My husband would faint on the spot if he heard. You just look really familiar.”
“You remembered my daughter! I’ve heard so much about you from her. Ah, I’m called Delma.”
Warden Delma’s explanation was as follows.
On the day of the imperial tournament, her daughter Dahlia went to watch the matches with Delma’s grandmother, younger sister, and cousins.
Then that incident occurred.
Dahlia got separated from her group in the chaos and ended up trapped in the palace with her injured cousin.
The palace investigated the identities of those confined, but the two hid their identities for fear that harm might come to Delma, who was a warden.
Thanks to this, Delma couldn’t even confirm her daughter’s life or death and was tormented with worry, until they were finally reunited when they were expelled from the palace.
“Duchess, you are my lifelong benefactor. I’m truly guilty and ashamed of having misunderstood you in the past due to rumors….”
“Don’t worry about the past.”
Because the Elisia of that time really was a bad person.
As I muttered to myself while comforting Delma, the guards standing behind her began to add their words one by one.
“His Majesty is truly heartless.”
“That’s right! To place heresy charges on you, Madam, who is a hero of the people….”
“I was also at the scene on the day of the civil unrest. I had taken leave to attend Cardinal Vincent’s prayer meeting. You were truly amazing then, Madam.”
“You shouldn’t be in a place like this, Madam….”
The guards exchanged glances with each other and then moved the prison where I was confined.
The first place was like a hotel compared to the underground dungeon I had prepared for, but the new place wasn’t much different from a VIP guest room in a decent noble mansion.
Located on the upper floors of the tower, it offered a panoramic view of the city.
It was perfectly equipped with large windows, a spacious and soft bed, sofa, curtains, and other furnishings.
The guards even said this wasn’t enough, and they would imprison Gareth and Stefan, who were brought with me, on the same floor and even bring in a servant from outside to attend to me.
Disguised as an employee of this place.
Without long deliberation, I called for Berry.
If such a situation were to arise, she would become an excellent asset.
“Madam!!”
Not long after, Berry came running with tears and snot streaming down her face.
When she saw me trapped in prison, she wailed loudly and with her bare hands spread the iron bars wide open—how on earth did she do that—and leaped inside.
Delma and the guards seemed to have the same question as they looked back and forth between the thick iron bars bent like wire and Berry.
Anyway, Berry clung to my knees and sobbed.
“Waaahhh!! When I heard that Madam had been captured, I was preparing to storm the Confinement Tower myself, but I’m so relieved that you’re safe!”
“Wait, my knees, I think my knees are going to be crushed…!”
At this rate, I wouldn’t be safe much longer, but regardless, Berry continued speaking through her tears.
When leaving Lombard, her parents had written letters of recommendation to both the Carpenter’s Guild and Hunter’s Guild in the Imperial Capital as a precaution.
So as soon as Berry heard news of my arrest, she ran to ask for help.
The Regional Guilds already knew of Berry, who had made a name for herself with outstanding skills in the Northern Region.
Moreover, public opinion supporting me was very strong, so both guilds were actually planning to unite and storm the Confinement Tower.
In the midst of all this, she received my summons and came running at full speed.
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