My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 40

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Chapter 40
“…What is that hand gesture supposed to mean?”
“Ah. It means I love you so much I could kill you.”
“You’re insane.”
A moment later, Orsini finally forced out the words in a strained voice.
“I don’t know how you’ve become so mad, but you’re not in your right mind. You’re not the Kanna Adis of old.”
“Yes, yes.”
I understand, so please just leave.
Kanna Adis waved her hand dismissively as if swatting away a fly, but he didn’t budge.
Only after a long pause did his voice reach her again.
“Beg.”
What, again?
“Plead for your life.”
“….”
“Beg. Grovel for my mercy. If you do, I’ll save you.”
For a moment, Kanna nearly burst into laughter.
“Save me? Me? You?”
It was truly a refreshingly unexpected proposal.
‘This is rather intriguing.’
Of everything that had happened to me, this alone I had never anticipated.
Amelia’s death, my imprisonment, my death sentence—none of it had truly shocked me.
But this proposal from Orsini? I had never even imagined it.
‘Very well. Let me indulge in this performance once more, shall I?’
Kanna Adis crafted an expression of feigned seriousness and played along once more.
“How? Can you stop my execution?”
“No, at least not before my father arrives. But until then, I can get you out of here and hide you somewhere else.”
“….”
“Of course, if my father pretends not to know you, you’ll have to live in hiding for the rest of your life.”
Orsini chuckled with what seemed like genuine delight at the mere thought.
“You won’t be able to live as Kanna Valentino or Kanna Adis. You’ll have to hide like a shadow under a new identity and name.”
His green eyes gleamed with fervor.
Somehow, that prospect seemed to suit his tastes far better.
“Don’t worry. I’ll provide you a place to hide, but you must swear to live as my slave for the rest of your life.”
He drew closer, gripping the iron bars with both hands. His eyes glistened with cruel pleasure, bordering on violence.
“So go ahead, cling to me like a dog, you filth.”
Kanna Adis gazed up at him with a pitiful expression and whispered softly.
“What do I need to do?”
At that, Orsini snickered and thrust his foot through the bars toward her.
“Kiss my feet. Submit to me. Like a proper slave….”
Ptooey!
“….”
Silence fell between us.
Was it because Kanna Adis had acted so swiftly, or because her demeanor now stood in stark contrast to her earlier obedience?
Orsini couldn’t immediately process what had just happened to him.
That she had spat on his shoe.
“Get lost. Idiot.”
She wiped her lips and leaned back against the wall once more.
There were limits to how much entertainment one could endure, and she had reached hers.
“I….”
Even in the darkness, I could feel his face burning with rage.
The iron bars he gripped crumpled beneath his grip.
His green eyes blazed like a specter. A murderous intent so palpable it seemed he would tear me apart and devour my very bones washed over me.
Would he actually break through the bars and come in?
The instant that thought crossed my mind.
“Hahahaha!”
He suddenly burst into laughter.
He gripped his head with one hand, shaking it back and forth. Snickering laughter spilled from his lips.
…Had he lost his mind from sheer rage?
“Heh, hehehehe….”
Then, abruptly, he thrust his hand through the bars.
In one swift motion, he seized my collar and yanked me forward. My shoulder crashed against the iron bars with a sickening thud, and pain flooded through me.
“I could kill you right now.”
He snarled, pressing his face close to mine.
I felt his breathing—savage and bestial.
“Do you understand? Your pathetic life would crumble like dust if I merely tightened my grip!”
Ugh, it hurt.
My shoulder, neck, and forehead throbbed from the impact against the bars.
But what was truly unbearable was something else.
“Move away. Your breath is utterly repulsive.”
His breath was touching me—this was torture of the cruelest kind!
I wouldn’t have endured it even if it were Sun-hong.
“Fine.”
Orsini, who had been glaring at me as though he would kill me, suddenly released his grip.
“So you’d rather choose death?”
“Yes.”
“….”
“So get lost.”
Orsini clamped his mouth shut. He slowly straightened his bent knees and rose to his feet.
He spoke each word as though chewing it.
“Foolish woman. Do as you please. Whether you live or die is no concern of mine.”
“….”
“Filth, what a fitting death for you. How delightful!”
Crash!
Unable to contain his fury any longer, he kicked the wall.
His shoulders heaved as he drew ragged breaths, then he spun around abruptly. Without looking back, stubborn as ever, he stormed out of the Prison.
‘Finally gone. What a nuisance.’
Now alone at last, I closed my eyes with a sense of relief.
Then Orsini’s parting words echoed in my ears.
A death befitting filth, he’d said.
What had he said not long before?
That no one would care about me. That no one would protect me?
‘No.’
The corners of my mouth curved upward.
‘I care about myself this much.’
Isn’t it enough if I protect myself?
I gazed out the window. Once the deep night passed, morning would soon break.
Which meant.
‘Things are about to begin.’
Everyone would be quite shocked.
‘The Empress especially will be beside herself.’
I yawned languidly and closed my eyes.
I intended to get some proper sleep.
Now there was nothing left but to wait.
* * *
“What?”
Crash!
The Empress’s hand froze as she sipped her morning tea.
“What do you mean!”
A precious porcelain teacup imported from the Eastern lands shattered into fragments.
But she didn’t even notice.
“What did you just say?”
The Maidservant trembled violently, her complexion as pale as if she’d seen a ghost.
“That is….”
“I asked what you said.”
“Princess Amelia, Your Highness….”
The Maidservant gasped for breath.
It wasn’t fear of the Empress that had made her breathing ragged.
Rather, she had witnessed something so astonishing, so utterly astonishing.
“Princess Amelia, Your Highness has awakened!”
* * *
Princess Lilienne’s corpse lay displayed within a coffin adorned with lilies. Tomorrow, priests from the Divine Temple were scheduled to arrive and conduct the state funeral.
But it was cancelled.
Because the Princess had suddenly risen from her coffin.
“I-I saw it myself! Not just me, but the other maidservants as well!”
“….”
“The P-Physician came and took her pulse. H-he said it was beating again. Moreover, he said she was in very good health…!”
“Did you not say her pulse had stopped?”
“Yes. But now that it’s beating, it seems he must have made a misdiagnosis before, he said.”
The Empress’s lips parted. No words escaped, as though her very tongue had been torn out by the roots.
“That cannot be.”
“I-I beg your pardon, Your Majesty… His Imperial Majesty the Emperor has also confirmed it. Princess Amelia has returned to life.”
“…That cannot be.”
Her withered tongue barely managed to murmur.
No, it’s a lie.
It cannot be.
It must not be….
“Where is this falsehood coming from? The Princess cannot possibly be alive!”
That was when it happened. Knock, knock—the door swung open.
And a woman entered with elegant grace.
The Empress’s complexion turned deathly pale the moment their eyes met.
Her fingertips trembled faintly. Cold sweat broke across her entire body in an instant.
Amelia Isabelk bowed respectfully in greeting.
“Your Majesty the Empress, I trust you have been well.”
She lifted her head sharply, her lips curling into a keen smile. She laughed.
“I apologize for the concern I have caused you all this time.”
The Empress’s lips quivered uncontrollably. Foam seemed ready to burst from her mouth.
It was the Princess.
Amelia Isabelk.
Her inadequate daughter.
Her blemish. Her failure.
Her disgrace. Her obstacle.
Her, her, her….
The daughter who should have been dead.
“How did you…?”
Her voice emerged hoarse and fractured, as though her throat were being strangled.
At that, Amelia smiled sweetly.
“Why? Are you not pleased that I have returned alive?”
“That, that cannot be!”
“Then be pleased for me, Your Majesty.”
Amelia laughed. The Empress laughed along with her.
My lips twisted upward in a rigid, grotesque parody of a smile—anything but genuine.
How could I possibly smile? There was no reason to.
‘She will never return alive.’
Because I killed her with my own hands.

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