The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 149
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Chapter 149
‘Ri, right. Would that witch really let me go peacefully?’
The gentle girl before her eyes had completely crushed and brought to their knees even that great Regent and all his forces that had shaken the kingdom.
‘I, someone like me can’t stand against the Princess. I’ll just be crushed to death like an ant, like the Maid Supervisor, like the Minister…!’
Overwhelmed by rising fear, Mariyu lost even her remaining defiance.
Hadn’t she watched everything from the sidelines? How the Princess trapped her enemies and brought them down.
Learned helplessness broke Mariyu’s will.
She collapsed as if crumbling, fell to her knees with a thud, and bowed her head while pleading.
“Pl, please forgive me, Your Highness. I didn’t sell any information. I followed Your Highness’s orders. Please believe me….”
“….”
“If you’ll just spare my life, I’ll live as if dead. I’ll never appear again, but… but if you still can’t forgive me, please at least spare this child.”
Mariyu’s face was covered in tears.
Even she herself hadn’t expected to feel such desperate emotions toward the child in her womb.
When she first learned of her pregnancy, anxiety outweighed joy. So she thought she had no maternal love.
But as each day passed, her feelings toward the child kept growing.
The child was the fruit of her love with Samon and her only blood relative. In this barren world where even her mother had left, it was the only being that shared her blood and flesh.
Mariyu absolutely could not give up the child.
“….”
Anyone would feel sympathy for her pitiful appearance, prioritizing the child’s safety. But Medeia was cold.
Cool green eyes, unreadable in their thoughts, swept over Mariyu.
Soon, the Princess bent at the waist. She brought her head close to Mariyu.
A shadow falling at her feet. A faint floral scent brushing her nose.
Mariyu trembled like an aspen tree while hunched over.
“Does Samon know? That you’re carrying a child?”
Gentle hands grasped Mariyu’s chin and lifted her head.
“If Samon welcomes you, and if he acknowledges this child, then I will do the same.”
“…What?”
“More than just acknowledge. I’ll personally bring your child to the Royal Palace and raise them. The child will receive a royal education and be treated as royalty.”
“Is, is that really true?”
Mariyu doubted her ears at the Princess’s unbelievable proposal.
Medeia was the King’s only sister. No one could deny her legitimacy.
If such a Princess acknowledged the child, the child’s life would truly be a smooth path.
‘Maybe they could even be placed in the line of succession.’
The son of Mariyu, a mere commoner maid, would become part of this kingdom’s establishment. They might even receive a Count’s title like their father Samon.
For a fleeting moment, pleasant fantasies spread out and smoldered into a thread of desire.
However, Mariyu soon came to her senses and looked at Medeia suspiciously.
‘The Princess wouldn’t do me any favors without reason.’
“Wh, what if it’s the opposite?”
“Well.”
Medeia smiled sweetly.
“Let’s discuss that when the time comes.”
Why didn’t she realize then that she too had a hunter’s snare around her neck, enchanted by that smile?
Mariyu, who had been packing, shook her head.
She stuffed the pouch of jewelry hidden deep in the drawer haphazardly into her bag.
“I knew it. The Princess knew this time too.”
That Samon would reject her child.
‘Using me… what is she trying to do? No, maybe….’
Her thoughts went to the worst-case scenario. That what the Princess wanted to use wasn’t her, but her child.
“No, no….”
Her heart raced madly. Nowhere was safe.
“Everyone wants to take my baby away!”
Mariyu, who had been muttering, soon screamed hysterically.
“I have to run away. Baby, they won’t leave you and me alone.”
Her appearance was hysterical as she bit her lips with one hand and stroked her belly with the other while muttering to herself.
She had to escape from both Medeia and Samon.
So late at night, the creaking sound of hinges rang out again.
Her steps leaving the old, narrow room showed no hesitation.
She secretly left the Palace carrying her luggage.
‘I just need to get to the city gate, then I can hide in a cart leaving the city….’
The street was pitch black.
Somehow her heart felt constricted.
It felt like someone would appear and grab her by the scruff of the neck. Mariyu hurriedly moved her steps, constantly looking around as if being chased by something.
“Where are you going in such a hurry?”
And her imagination became reality.
“Hm? Miss Mariyu. I’m asking you.”
The moment burly men appeared to block her path like a lie, Mariyu barely managed to put strength into her legs that were about to give out helplessly.
“Catch her!”
She turned and ran toward the Royal Palace with all her might.
‘They, they know my name.’
They had even been waiting outside the Royal Palace for Mariyu to come out.
‘The, the Princess knew I was trying to escape….’
“Aaah! Let go!”
In that moment of thought, her hair was grabbed. Thick, strong hands instantly seized her neck and threw her onto the street.
“Aaah!”
Without time to examine her roughly scraped skin, Mariyu jumped up.
“I’ll give you everything I have, okay? Just let me go. Please turn a blind eye. Please.”
Mariyu gathered the scattered jewelry from the ground and offered it, but the thugs didn’t even glance at it and lifted her up.
She struggled to escape from their strong grip, but it was futile. Desperate, Mariyu tried to persuade the thug.
“The bloodline of House Claudio, of the royal family is in my belly. If you release me, the Prince’s family will reward you. So-”
Though she had seen Samon’s terrifying appearance in prison, cornered, Mariyu reflexively mentioned the Prince’s family name.
It was reflexive, as if her body remembered from thinking about it constantly.
“Kek.”
The thug’s sneer was heard. Mocking laughter leaked through his twisted lips.
“What are you talking about? They’re the ones who sent us to kill you.”
The thug raised the corner of his mouth crookedly.
“Like this. They knew you’d babble about carrying the Count’s child when things got tough.”
“Th, that can’t be.”
‘It wasn’t the Princess?’
Mariyu denied it. How long had they been together? Not someone else, but Samon – he couldn’t be this cruel.
“Still, out of old affection, we’re sparing your life. Originally, both the baby and mother would have died.”
The thug snorted.
“But how dare you betray us and run away? Look, if you do this now, we’re all dead.”
He spat in front of Mariyu.
“Either way, that baby can’t come into this world, so don’t be too heartbroken. What are you doing? Hurry up and pour it!”
At the thug’s words, his companions grabbed Mariyu’s arms.
Then they forced her head back and roughly gripped her jaw. Medicine was poured into her mouth, forced open by the pressure.
“No! Don’t! Aaah-!”
Soon, with sharp pain at the back of her neck, her vision went dark.
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“Hey there, snap out of it. Hm?”
When Mariyu opened her eyes again, the world was bright.
“Ugh, uugh….”
The harsh sunlight seeping through the window stabbed at her eyes.
Mariyu blinked. It took some time before the shabby ceiling came into view.
“Miss, are you alright? Are you conscious?”
Several pairs of eyes stood by the bedside, looking down at Mariyu. They were elderly women.
Mariyu fumblingly moved her hand. Rough sheets caught in her palm.
“Oh my, be careful. Your body isn’t well yet, so you shouldn’t exert yourself like that.”
A kindly-looking middle-aged woman helped support Mariyu as she sat up.
“Here, drink this medicine first. The Court Physician said …so you need to take care of your body first.”
Without noticing the gap the woman left in the middle, Mariyu absent-mindedly took the teacup she offered.
“How did you end up wandering here? You’ll get into big trouble roaming around alone so fearlessly. What kind of world do you think we’re living in these days!”
“That’s right, oh my. Look at this cold sweat!”
“I thought she was dead, you know? I was so startled thinking someone had dumped a corpse here. Covered in blood like that-”
The people’s voices passed by her ears.
She didn’t even hear the story about how she had been abandoned on a pile of straw on a secluded street.
Then,
Crash-!
The teacup rolled and fell from her hand. Her mind snapped to attention as her last memory surfaced.
The path as she urgently escaped the Imperial Palace. The thug who blocked her way and poured black medicine into her mouth.
And the deep darkness that had engulfed her….
“My baby-!”
She screamed frantically.
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