I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 242

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Chapter 242

 

 

 

 

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As soon as Viego arrived at the Imperial Port, he changed his clothes. Then he met someone who had been arranged in advance.

“That ship is a smuggling vessel.”

It was his cousin Lumiere.

Lumiere helped him escape.

“If you board that ship, you’ll go to the Northern Region.”

It was a smuggling ship that traveled between the Barbarian Lands and the Empire.

It was a ship under surveillance with the tacit approval of the Imperial Navy, and Lumiere was the one in charge of managing that ship.

Lumiere had arranged for him to board that smuggling vessel.

“But, Viego.”

Lumiere gave a mischievous smile and glanced over his shoulder.

“Who is that?”

“….”

It was Dana.

She was quietly hiding behind Viego’s back, wearing a robe with the hood pulled down low and disguised as a man.

However, she couldn’t fool Lumiere.

“A woman?”

“You don’t need to know.”

Dana pressed close behind Viego’s back and hid. She felt uncomfortable meeting the man’s gaze.

‘What kind of man is so pretty…’

A young man with sparkling hair that looked like melted silver and eyes like embedded rubies—incredibly captivating.

No, was he a boy?

He was a man standing at the boundary between boy and young man. He seemed to be around Viego’s age.

“Just what kind of person is she that you would go this far…”

Lumiere trailed off for a moment.

This far.

Breaking so many laws.

Boarding a Barbarian smuggling ship.

Disguising yourself like a sailor.

“…to help her escape?”

Viego straightened his back so that Lumiere’s gaze wouldn’t reach Dana.

“Mind your own business. I’ll make sure no harm comes to you.”

“Harm? As if. This is one of the few pleasures in my life.”

Viego Windsor, heir to a noble family, was trying to board a smuggling ship dressed like a commoner laborer. It was certainly a spectacle that would be hard to see again in a lifetime.

“I’m glad to be alive. To think I’d get to see Viego Windsor eloping with his hidden lover.”

“She’s not that kind of woman.”

“She’s not even that kind of woman, yet you’re risking your life?”

“I’m just repaying a debt.”

At that moment, Dana wanted to poke Viego in the back.

‘What debt?’

What kind of debt could possibly warrant doing something like this?

Dana had roughly figured out the current situation.

This wasn’t a simple kidnapping.

Viego was abandoning his own life to escape with her.

‘What should I do? Rodrigo will be angry.’

Her head was filled with worry and anxiety.

But then, why was this? Her heart felt different.

Now that she had actually left the Sanctuary, she felt refreshed. It was as if her soul was crying out with all its might in jubilation.

That she was alive. That she finally felt like she could live.

That she could finally breathe…

She was surprised by this surging, intense joy. It was a sense of liberation she had never felt before in her life.

Thanks to that, Dana finally realized.

‘I was unhappy in the Sanctuary all this time.’

She hadn’t known.

She hadn’t even known that she felt suffocated, as if she might choke. That she had been dying all along, like drowning.

But Viego had known.

That’s why he had taken her out of that place.

‘Viego saved me…’

To do so, Viego was abandoning everything he had.

That much was certain.

 

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After a long journey’s end, they arrived at a very remote mountain village in the northern lands where the Barbarians lived.

“This is an area the Empire hasn’t identified.”

“Really?”

“Yes. So you’ll be safe from tracking.”

Walking across a small sheep ranch, they came to a cozy cabin. Viego opened the cabin door and entered as if it were his own home.

“Viego, whose house is this?”

“Your house.”

“….”

“From now on, you can live as the manager of this ranch.”

Dana was genuinely surprised.

Viego had really prepared so many things. An identity and job here, even a place to live—everything.

Even inside the cabin, all the household items were fully prepared.

Just when had Viego started preparing for this?

“You’ll need to do housework and cooking yourself. It’s best to avoid contact with people as much as possible.”

At those words, Dana felt a little embarrassed.

She had never cooked or even cleaned once in her life…

As if he had already anticipated this, Viego said calmly.

“I’ll teach you, so learn.”

“…Viego, you know how to do such things?”

“Yes.”

It wasn’t a joke—he really did know how.

He lit a fire in the fireplace, swept the dusty floor, and began cooking with ingredients he had prepared in advance.

“…It’s delicious.”

Dana was amazed after tasting the stew he served.

It was really delicious. This wasn’t the skill of someone who had only done it once or twice.

What occasion would there be for the heir of a ducal family to personally do cleaning and cooking?

“How do you know how to do such things?”

“I learned.”

“You learned?”

“Yes. So you should learn too.”

Dana was amazed.

He knew this day would come someday and prepared for it. The cooking, the cleaning, everything.

At that thought, her heart squeezed warmly.

Viego had truly lived for this day.

To give me a new life…

It was at that moment of thinking this.

“I will be leaving before long.”

Viego’s voice struck Dana’s head like a blow. Dana stared at him blankly.

“Weren’t we going to keep living together?”

“If you and I live together, the risk of being discovered increases.”

Viego calmly declared their separation.

“So you need to learn how to live alone before I leave.”

Dana’s lips trembled. By herself?

“Okay.”

However, Dana nodded her head. She still couldn’t refuse.

“And learn how to refuse as well.”

“…What does that mean?”

“Your mind was manipulated.”

“Manipulated? Me?”

“Yes. You were made unable to refuse. Especially to men.”

The moment those words fell, a transparent foam-like realization washed over her, soaking her heart pure white.

I see.

I was manipulated.

I was made unable to do things like refuse.

It was surprising, but strangely, she wasn’t shocked at all. Perhaps her instincts already knew…

“From now on, I will make countless humiliating demands of you. And you will practice refusing them.”

“Okay.”

Dana nodded while putting stew in her mouth.

“I understand.”

 

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That night, Dana wore the nightgown Viego had prepared for her. It felt a bit awkward since it was the kind commoners wore.

He said she would have to live as a commoner now.

Ordinarily, without catching anyone’s eye.

‘This is so wonderful…’

She had lived like a princess in the Sanctuary. But Dana now knew. In that place, she had been slowly rotting away.

Just escaping from the Sanctuary made the air feel clearer.

Suddenly the Sanctuary came to mind— Demian and Rodrigo.

 

“Please acknowledge it. That this too is love, please acknowledge it with your lips.”

 

Once, Demian had said that with a face full of guilt. Pleadingly, beseechingly.

He had commanded it.

So Dana said ‘I’ll acknowledge it.’ She could never refuse, after all.

And then another time, just once.

Really just once, Rodrigo had gotten drunk and fiercely expressed his anger.

 

“What’s so special about that lowly bastard that you chose him?”

 

Before she lost her memory, what mistake had she made?

 

“How could you give your heart to such a worthless commoner?”

 

Rodrigo had exploded with pent-up hatred, fiercely cornering her.

 

“This can’t be happening. I, we, devoted our entire lives to you, but you were bewitched by that filthy commoner!”

 

Dana knew. Rodrigo’s feelings toward her were love-hate. The hatred was also very deep.

 

“Say it! Say you’ll never leave again!”

 

Rodrigo back then was truly frightening. So frightening that it brought her to tears.

 

“Yes. I won’t leave.”

 

But I did leave!

Laughter, a thrill flowed through her. Dana’s shoulders trembled with pleasure. And she realized once again.

The Sanctuary was hell for me!

They controlled me!

Viego saved me!

She couldn’t contain the joy that rushed over her like chills. Dana kept laughing as she undid the buttons of her nightgown one by one. Thud. She shed it like molted skin at her feet.

And headed to Viego’s bedroom.

Creak.

When she opened the door and entered, she saw Viego sitting by the bedside, reading a book by candlelight.

“Viego.”

Viego casually turned his head toward her, then froze in place.

Under the pouring moonlight, her naked body shone like pure white pearl.

Dana approached him with soft footsteps.

She knelt down in front of his long legs.

“Thank you so much.”

Smiling brightly, she grasped both his knees. Spread them wide. Smoothly. Viego’s firm thighs spread broadly apart.

The sultry heat between them warmed her skin. Dana’s cheeks flushed hot.

“I want to please you in return.”

“…”

No answer.

When she looked up silently, she met green eyes that were frozen stiff.

Viego seemed dead while still alive.

Was he even breathing?

She couldn’t tell, but it didn’t matter. Dana slowly crawled between his legs. Just as she parted her lips to take him in.

Viego grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up. And in an instant, something fell heavily over her shoulders.

It was a blanket.

“Viego?”

Viego silently wrapped her body tightly in the blanket, then slumped down heavily by the bedside with a weary expression. Then he bent his waist deeply and covered his face with both hands.

“Viego?”

“Be quiet.”

“…”

“Wait.”

“…”

Dana held her breath and waited.

Viego remained silent for a while, then slowly lifted his waist after a moment. And he let out a heavier sigh than ever before.

“I didn’t say it earlier.”

“Hm?”

“You don’t need to do that anymore.”

“What do you mean?”

“You don’t need to satisfy me.”

“….”

“So don’t use your body carelessly anymore.”

At those words, Dana was momentarily stunned.

Viego was glaring at her with cold eyes. At his firm gaze of rejection, Dana’s face gradually turned red.

She was embarrassed.

She was ashamed.

For the first time, a sense of shame began to wash over her.

‘Oh, what should I do.’

And she realized intensely.

That the current me is truly not normal.

Where did my way of thinking start to break down? From where was it not normal?

What if Viego despises me? What if he thinks I’m vulgar―

“Don’t cry.”

When had they started flowing? Tears were streaming down drop by drop.

Dana wiped her tears and whispered.

“I’m sorry. I’m so pathetic….”

“You’re not pathetic.”

“But.”

“I remember you from before you lost your memory.”

Viego firmly cut off her words.

“You were quite fierce. You even threw punches when you got angry.”

“…Me?”

“Yes. I still vividly remember you hitting Grandfather when you were drunk.”

I hit Rodrigo?

Really?

She opened her eyes wide in disbelief. Viego said with a serious face.

“There was a time when Grandfather forced me to eat something I didn’t want. Then you rushed over and hit Grandfather.”

“….”

“That’s who you are.”

“….”

“That’s why they forcibly broke you. Because you wouldn’t submit obediently.”

Was that persuasion, or comfort? Perhaps it was simply the truth devoid of emotion.

It didn’t matter what it was.

If only he would tell her more of anything.

At some point Dana realized. That she was not just listening to his voice, but reverently appreciating it.

“Now you’re free.”

The voice resembling dawn was like quiet moonlight that had gently settled at this moment.

“So now live according to your own will.”

Beautiful, like the deep night, she just wanted to keep listening forever….

“Dana.”

Eternally.

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