I Faked a Pregnancy, but My Husband Returned - Chapter 105

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Anyway, learning news from the Empire was important.

Even if the Emperor was alive, he probably wouldn’t bother to closely examine a foreign doctor’s assistant.

‘It’s physically impossible for me to go to that kingdom anyway.’

The distance between the kingdom and this place was enormous, and there were barbarians in between. Probably no one would think that a woman could travel alone and arrive there in a short time.

【I want to go.】

Judith said with sparkling eyes.

【Wouldn’t Kastin feel a little more at ease taking me along rather than leaving me alone?】

【I’m worried it might be dangerous though…】

Kastin lowered her eyes and placed her hand on Judith’s belly. While doing so, she sighed deeply and muttered.

【The problem is I have a good feeling about this.】

【A feeling?】

【Yes. Something… feels like I should go. Taking you with me.】

Kastin’s intuition wasn’t something to ignore. Kastin was also from the Oilte tribe, even if from a branch family.

And Judith readily agreed with those words.

【Actually, I feel the same way.】

Judith, who had been evaluated as having a strangely Oilte-like atmosphere, said with a grin.

【Somehow, I feel like I absolutely must go. It’s a bit strange though.】

It was an impulse that couldn’t be explained logically. It was similar to the thought process when she had gone to the Shrine of the Last Shaman without any plan.

She didn’t think she had such experiences before, but perhaps because of her pregnancy, impulses that couldn’t be rationally explained were guiding her.

【Well, if both our intuitions say so.】

Kastin said with a gentle smile.

【Then I’ll send word through Setan! That I’m going to Aarten with my nephew who’s also working as my assistant.】

Then she began moving busily to pack all the medicinal herbs in the house.

Judith also nodded greatly, then got up to help Kastin and followed her.

Just in case, she was thinking of cutting her hair short and wearing the glasses that were in Kastin’s house.

Deep in the night.

Ekian stood in front of the Shrine of the Last Shaman, breathing heavily.

The shrine remained the same ruin it had been when it collapsed the last time he visited this place with Judith. No one had dared to touch this place.

Naturally, Judith wasn’t there.

At the same time, only the vivid emotions of how much fear had overwhelmed him when this shrine was swirling came flooding back.

“…Did you protect Judith?”

He muttered in a cracked voice.

His face was haggard from not sleeping for days, and only his eyes shone with an eerie light.

“To think I couldn’t understand your warning… I was foolish.”

The hallucinations and auditory illusions he had carelessly dismissed countless times. He had thought they were just delusions born from his own obsession and anxiety.

He had never once called the Last Shaman ‘mother’ until now. Not even in his heart.

To him, his mother had always been Isabella, and he had only harbored resentment toward the Last Shaman who had conceived him miserably and given birth to him as a curse.

“Please…”

Muttering in a completely hoarse voice, Ekian staggered toward the center of the shrine.

“Let me be able to meet my child and Judith…”

Ekian couldn’t continue his words. The thought that he might not be able to meet them made his chest tighten and his vision spin.

Anxiety came rushing in.

Could all of this be a dream? Could he really trust Judith’s words? No, had Judith been deceived by the Last Shaman? Could it be that his birth mother had cast some curse to take Judith and the child away from him?

In a situation where everything around him was suspicious, Ekian realized for himself.

Judith must have felt the same way.

She too must not have been able to trust anything.

Especially since she was carrying a child, how anxious must she have been.

Nevertheless, since Judith had headed to this place, he too had no choice but to come here.

He had arrived at the last place Judith had visited, but he couldn’t know where to go from here. At that moment, the Last Shaman’s portrait came into view under the moonlight.

The face of the priestess carved in the faded portrait strangely resembled Ekian. Especially the beautiful, cool, and somehow empty-looking eyes.

Ekian found himself approaching the portrait. Even though he knew it was just a painting, he couldn’t stop his feet from moving toward it as if enchanted.

Nothing happened even when he stood in front of the Last Shaman’s portrait.

However, beneath the painting that depicted her face…

In the lower left corner where an artist’s signature might be inscribed at first glance, a single sentence was written.

[Bas Keldis Hgowisle]

It was ancient language.

Of course, Ekian was a noble who had learned ancient language, so he could interpret its meaning.

Bas was a word meaning future, Keldis meant nest, and Hgowisle was an imperative meaning to prepare.

Translated, it would be…

‘Prepare a nest for the future?’

He felt a strange certainty. That this phrase had been prepared by the Last Shaman for him.

A nest for the future.

The nest that Alteon had promised him was precisely Aarten. The very territory that he had made into a masterless land by eliminating the Emperor and the lord.

‘Ha, haha…’

Ekian unconsciously pressed his forehead and let out a bitter laugh.

It was only after standing in front of the Last Shaman’s shrine that he truly realized he had brought down his father.

He was in the process of killing his father according to the prophecy and starting anew on that land.

He was surprised at himself for not feeling even a bit of guilt despite killing his birth father, but seeing this sentence made him think that perhaps he had simply followed fate.

From the moment the Emperor committed repeated tyranny and violated the Last Shaman, the curse toward the Emperor had begun with his conception.

But a nest.

The warm word ‘nest’ for the land where he killed his father. If she had arranged even that and prepared such a phrase, the Last Shaman’s foresight was truly remarkable.

It seemed Ekian’s strong energy resembled his birth mother.

But if Judith would be there in that place called a nest, it wouldn’t seem ridiculous at all. That too was quite a mysterious thing.

If he was preparing that nest, did it mean Judith would come to him?

“Ah…”

A cracked voice flowed through his chapped lips.

Judith had always waited for him. Because she had no way to call the Master of the Grey Trading Company. She could only wait in her room at the Duke’s Mansion every night for him to come.

Now it was his turn to wait for her.

“…Mother.”

The word ‘mother’ that escaped his lips was also a plea for her to please see him as her son and guide him with affection.

Ekian stretched out his large hand and slowly lifted the portrait.

The portrait in the ruins that no one had been able to lift was easily raised by his touch like an ordinary painting.

“I understand.”

He said in a low voice.

His cool red eyes quietly shone as they received the deep night moonlight.

His heart felt like it would burn, his heart pounded, and he felt like he might lose his mind from not sleeping for so long, but if it was a journey to find her, he couldn’t stop.

The next morning.

“Today I wish to introduce my brother whom I have kept hidden.”

At the morning meeting, Alteon dropped a bombshell.

Now that the Emperor was missing, Alteon had already seized power as the crown prince who was first in line for succession.

There were cries from pro-Emperor nobles asking what he would do if the Emperor returned, but Alteon abandoned his usual weak attitude and took a hard line on everything.

Suddenly announcing a hidden member of the royal family was the same.

“I personally confirmed on a moonlit night that he carries royal blood.”

Whether other nobles were shocked or not, his words showed no sign of stopping.

“The Meius Marquis Family, who were his adoptive parents, also confirmed the truth.”

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