The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 138

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Chapter 138

 

“So, please…! Don’t be so presumptuous. I was the one who asked to stay by Her Highness’s side. The Princess simply granted my stubborn request.”

 

Saya shook off her brother’s hand. Her sparkling eyes were resolute.

 

“Her Highness is someone who protected me. Then, and now. If you insult her one more time, I won’t forgive you, even if you’re my brother.”

 

Theo swallowed his shock.

 

He couldn’t accept the fact that his sister’s blind loyalty surpassed even the bond of blood between siblings.

 

“Just as you abandoned me and chose the revolution, I chose Her Highness.”

 

“Saya…!”

 

“Don’t get angry. You know you have no right to, don’t you?”

 

Saya’s steps, which had been about to turn away, hesitated for a moment.

 

“If you’re going to the Holy Kingdom, I hope you take care of yourself. Farewell, Theo.”

 

“…”

 

There was no promise to meet again, no pledge for the future.

 

Theo couldn’t bring himself to hold back his departing sister.

 

As he watched her retreating figure with resentment, he suddenly realized something.

 

When he had left Saya behind and departed, he hadn’t even shown her his back.

 

* * *

 

Saya walked quickly.

 

“…”

 

Only when she had passed the place where she met Theo and reached a deserted area did her steps finally stop.

 

Saya squeezed her eyes shut and bit her lip.

 

“Huu… Haa!”

 

She took a deep breath.

 

She repeated the breathing until her chest swelled up as if it would burst.

 

How much time had passed? Saya opened her eyes again.

 

“I have to go home!”

 

As if erasing the darkness from moments before, she headed toward the Princess’s Palace with a lively smile and waving her clenched fists.

 

And she encountered a maid from the Princess’s Palace carrying an armful of laundry baskets.

 

“Sister April! Give me the laundry! I’ll go do it!”

 

“No, it’s fine. This isn’t even that heavy. You should hurry to the palace, Her Highness has returned and was looking for you.”

 

“Her Highness was? Yes!”

 

Saya nodded vigorously and ran as if sprinting.

 

The closer she got to the palace, the more her heart raced as if all her courage from before had completely disappeared.

 

When Theo had come to find his sister, Medeia had prepared a separate room in the outer palace.

 

So that the siblings could talk freely away from people’s eyes.

 

At the time, she had thought it was simply Medeia’s consideration, but now she felt a little afraid.

 

‘Will Her Highness still accept me? Since I’m Theo’s sister, what if she tells me to follow my brother and leave?’

 

And soon Saya spotted the Princess.

 

On the terrace overlooking the beautiful garden, the Princess was drinking tea.

 

At that unchanged scene, Saya’s heart somehow swelled with emotion.

 

“Your Highness!”

 

So she unconsciously forgot her manners and called out to the Princess.

 

Her voice was so loud that Neryl, who had been picking up sugar cubes to put in her tea from across the table, knocked over the sugar bowl.

 

“Saya, you…!”

 

“Eek, I’m sorry, Your Highness. Did I startle you?”

 

Even Neryl glaring at her seemed lovely today.

 

“Neryl, I’m fine. Saya, did you have a good trip?”

 

Medeia turned her head toward Saya. Their eyes met.

 

Many stories flowed beneath their silent eye contact.

 

Saya held back the tears that threatened to fall and nodded vigorously.

 

“Yes! I’m back!”

 

By the Princess’s side. This is where I belong.

 

“…That’s a relief. Go get more sugar cubes.”

 

Medeia gestured calmly toward the overturned sugar bowl.

 

“Yes! Leave it! To me!”

 

Saya nodded vigorously like a hero who had received a call to save the world and scurried off again.

 

“…What did that child eat wrong?”

 

Neryl was puzzled by the intense behavior that was unlike the usually quick-witted and nimble child.

 

“I heard Theo entered the palace. It seems Saya has also decided where she belongs.”

 

“Ah…”

 

Neryl nodded with an understanding expression. Then she voiced one last concern.

 

“Can we trust Saya, that child, to the end?”

 

“If I didn’t trust her, I wouldn’t have kept her by my side from the beginning.”

 

Medeia said while bending down to tend to the sunflowers blooming in the garden.

 

Meanwhile, in the Palace Kitchens.

 

Saya burned with the determination to disguise herself as a perfect maid and assist Medeia.

 

“Head Chef! Please prepare the sugar bowl and this and that too! Her Highness will be hungry!”

 

Saya didn’t forget to gather refreshments and food that she had wheedled from the head chef, with whom she maintained a friendly relationship, in addition to the sugar bowl.

 

“Oh my, alright. You little rascal, wait. I have to get the cake from the ice storage.”

 

At her insistence, the head chef grumbled but got up.

 

‘…What’s that?’

 

While waiting for him to fetch the stored cake, Saya spotted a figure moving around in the pantry far away in the kitchen.

 

“Sister Mariyu? What’s all that?”

 

“Eek!”

 

Saya approached and poked the figure.

 

Mariyu, who had been sweeping food into a bundle, jumped in surprise.

 

“You, you scared me! Are you a ghost? Making no sound?”

 

Mariyu burst out angrily.

 

“She must be crazy, having no education makes her voice as loud as a horn…”

 

She kept rubbing her chest and stomach irritably.

 

But Saya paid no attention and stuck her head out.

 

“Fruit and bread and oh my, even jerky? What’s this? Who gave you permission to steal food?”

 

Mariyu hastily hid the sack behind her back, but Saya had already caught her.

 

“Steal? I’m going to eat it myself!”

 

“All this much by yourself, Sister? It’ll rot before you can finish eating it. Do you have ten beggars living in your stomach?”

 

Saya spoke sarcastically. Her tone suggested she knew it was all lies.

 

“Don’t you know that stealing palace goods is punishable by ten lashes? Will your bottom survive, Sister?”

 

“What, what business is it of yours- won’t you let go of this?”

 

Mariyu tried to leave with the sack, but Saya’s firm grip wouldn’t let her.

 

“Ah! The head chef is coming! Over here! Right here!”

 

Startled by Saya’s commotion, Mariyu dropped the sack and fled.

 

Saya, who had gone to get sugar cubes, appeared carrying a tray full of refreshments.

 

“Your Highness, do you know what I just witnessed?”

 

She was also puffing out steam through her nose.

 

Neryl, worried that Saya’s breath might reach the cake on the tray, quickly took the tray and asked.

 

“What on earth happened to make you like this?”

 

“It’s about Sister Mariyu! She stole food from the kitchen again! She says it’s for herself to eat, but hmph, who would believe such an obvious lie?”

 

She pointed below the terrace with her hand.

 

They could see Mariyu approaching April, who had brought the laundry, and saying something.

 

When April shook her head, Mariyu frowned and rubbed her stomach with an uncomfortable expression.

 

“The older sisters say that these days, she even steals pillowcases and sheets from the laundry room. And do you know where she takes all that stuff?”

 

Saya puffed out her lips indignantly.

 

“To Prince Claudio! She’s supposed to be Your Highness’s maid, but she visits that trash every other day to take care of him in prison!”

 

Saya had formed good connections with the prison guards when Minister Etienne was imprisoned last time.

 

Her bright and cheerful personality, along with the small bribes she had carried under the Princess’s orders, had melted the hearts of the gloomy guards.

 

So she was the first to learn about Mariyu’s secret visits.

 

She thought Mariyu was utterly ungrateful.

 

Even though the Princess had forgiven Mariyu for the deadly sins she had committed against Medeia, did that wretch have no brain, or at least no shame?

 

Before she entered the palace, Saya had already heard from the surrounding maids about the schemes that the former Maid Supervisor and Mariyu had plotted together to trap the Princess.

 

‘I should have pretended not to know and punched her nose hard earlier…’

 

As Saya pounded her trembling fist into her palm with belated regret,

 

“…”

 

Medeia looked down at Mariyu below the terrace.

 

Her green eyes didn’t miss the woman’s slightly swollen body lines and prominent curves.

 

Her waistline had thickened more than usual, though not noticeably, and she kept placing her hands on her stomach as if uncomfortable.

 

‘My paternal uncles are having a celebration?’

 

Most of the palace servants, including the maids in the Princess’s Palace, were unmarried.

 

But Medeia, who had given birth to two children in her past life, could recognize the changes in Mariyu.

 

“Your Highness, shall I wait in front of the prison and catch her in the act?”

 

“There’s no need to go looking for her.”

 

Medeia shook her head.

 

Her green eyes held the leisure of waiting for prey.

 

“She’ll come back here anyway.”

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