The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 150

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Chapter 150

 

The moment she quickly raised her hand to touch her belly, Mariyu had to gasp at the pain that pierced through to her very mind.

 

“Ahh-!”

 

Cold skin. A somehow empty feeling in her belly. Then an ominous premonition, more intense than the pain, swept through her mind and seized Mariyu.

 

She reached out and grabbed the middle-aged woman’s arm.

 

“My baby, my baby is here. Please save it. Please, the child…!”

 

“…It’s too late. The drug was too strong. It’s a miracle you survived, miss.”

 

The middle-aged woman shook her head.

 

“You’re still young, so don’t grieve too much. You can have as many children as you want.”

 

But that was no comfort to Mariyu at all.

 

“Aaaaah! No! That’s a lie!”

 

Mariyu screamed.

 

“My baby! My child isn’t dead! That’s a lie! I don’t believe it! I won’t believe it!”

 

She grabbed whatever was within reach and threw it around wildly, tearing at the sheets in a frenzy.

 

“Really. I barely saved someone who was dying, and now why are you taking it out on innocent things?!”

 

“My goodness, what am I supposed to do about a child that’s already gone?”

 

People shook their heads at her as if she were crazy and left.

 

“Tsk, poor young lady. Miss, call us when you come to your senses.”

 

Still, the kind-hearted woman held Mariyu’s hand once before leaving. She seemed to think Mariyu was heartbroken from the shock of losing her child.

 

“Aah! Aaaaah!”

 

Mariyu struggled, pulling at her hair.

 

It felt as if the child that was no longer in her belly was screaming. No matter how much she tried to deny it, she knew the truth better than anyone.

 

“What are you talking about? He’s the one who sent us to kill you.”

 

The thug’s mocking laughter still rang clearly in her ears. Tears streamed down her face.

 

“Samon! How could you do this! How could you do this to me! How could you throw me away like an old shoe-”

 

A sharp scream spread.

 

Betrayal and despair seeped between her gasping breaths.

 

“Booo! He’s coming! There he goes!”

 

“Ugh, disgusting bastard!”

 

Just then, there was a commotion outside.

 

Jeers and loud cursing could be heard through the open window, reaching where Mariyu was.

 

“Prince Claudio, that rebel bastard is marrying the Princess of Kazen?”

 

“That’s right! How did he manage it, even escaping execution! It’s infuriating that he’s getting away like this! A rebel who turned the country upside down should only face death!”

 

“Is the 4th Princess blind? How could she marry such a shameless man?!”

 

People’s voices carried through the wide-open window.

 

“Because of those Kazen bastards, we have to watch rebels live freely with our own eyes! Damn! Filthy Imperial bastards!”

 

Mariyu’s mouth fell open.

 

Forgetting her pain, she got up and rushed out the door.

 

Then she grabbed any passerby she could see.

 

“Who, who is it? Who did you say Prince Claudio is marrying?”

 

“What, what?”

 

“Miss, are you alright?”

 

The passerby was startled when a woman with a ghostly pale complexion and disheveled hair suddenly appeared and grabbed his arm.

 

“Tell me quickly! Tell me!”

 

At her frantic shouting, the passerby frowned but kindly answered.

 

“Who else would it be? The 4th Princess of Kazen. That woman who came as part of the Imperial Envoy.”

 

“Ha, haha…”

 

The strength left her hand gripping the passerby, and Mariyu slowly collapsed to the ground.

 

Now she seemed to understand everything.

 

The reason Samon’s face had contorted when he learned of her pregnancy.

 

“Because you wanted to live…”

 

You killed the child. Afraid the 4th Princess would find out and cancel the marriage, you came chasing after me in a panic.

 

You thoroughly eliminated us, your own bloodline. A father who killed his own child with his own hands.

 

You ultimately killed that innocent life that hadn’t even seen the light, Samon.

 

“Aaaaah!”

 

Mariyu clawed at her cheeks and screamed. She didn’t care that her sharp nails dug into her flesh, leaving scratches.

 

It felt like her heart was being slowly torn apart with a rusty sword.

 

She had truly given everything completely. She had devoted her body and heart entirely to Samon.

 

She had run around everywhere, even confronting the Princess, determined to save him somehow.

 

But what returned to Mariyu was painful betrayal.

 

All that remained for her now was an empty belly and hatred so vivid she could grasp it in her hands.

 

A trembling sense of loss seeped deep into her lungs.

 

“Samon Claudio…”

 

Mariyu’s lips moved. Her dark red eyes flashed with madness. Her bitten lips burst, and drops of blood fell.

 

“I will never… forgive you.”

 

They say love and hate are separated by a hair’s breadth.

 

The affection that had deepened without knowing limits had long since turned dark red like bloody tears, contained in the abyss.

 

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Princess Valdina’s Palace.

 

Under the sunlight streaming through the window, Medeia was fiddling with a small wooden doll.

 

Medeia took out dolls shaped like cute little girls one by one from a box.

 

Then she placed them on the nightstand beside her bed. So she could see them whenever she woke up.

 

A rare warm light appeared in Medeia’s indifferent face as she looked down at the dolls.

 

“Your Highness, Mariyu has awakened. Treatment is complete, and there shouldn’t be any major aftereffects.”

 

Neryl approached and reported.

 

The assassins Samon had sent through Count Raju had disposed of Mariyu and left her near a secluded wall of the Royal Palace.

 

That she barely survived and opened her eyes in a hut at the almshouse, and that a kind middle-aged woman cared for her – all of this was the result of Medeia’s intervention.

 

After hearing Neryl’s report, Medeia opened a table drawer with a rattle. She took out a pouch of gold coins from inside and held it out.

 

“Give this to Mariyu.”

 

Medeia neither pitied nor mocked Mariyu’s situation of being abandoned after devoting herself to Samon.

 

She would simply use her.

 

On the chessboard on the table, black and white pieces were arranged in rows.

 

Click. Medeia revived a white pawn that had been captured by a black knight.

 

The pawn returned to the chessboard.

 

However, the revived pawn soon hid its presence and slipped among the other actively moving pieces.

 

“Tell her to wait until I call for her when the time comes.”

 

“Yes, Your Highness.”

 

Mariyu wouldn’t reveal herself until the optimal moment to attack Samon arrived.

 

‘But I can’t just let this opportunity slip away.’

 

Medeia moved a white bishop on the chessboard.

 

It was a substitute that would pressure Samon in place of Mariyu for the time being.

 

A calm voice echoed.

 

“Today is the execution, isn’t it? I should get up now so I’m not late.”

 

The square in front of the Palace of Valdina where the execution was being held.

 

People had gathered.

 

Rebels were dragged out in a line, tied with ropes. The blade of the guillotine reflected the sunlight, glinting blindingly.

 

“Ahhh, spare me. I don’t want to die! I don’t want to-!”

 

Clang-!

 

Each time a death sentence was carried out, each time the screams of prisoners on the brink of death stopped, the square fell silent.

 

The people felt satisfaction while simultaneously feeling fear at the King’s firmness in showing no mercy to the rebels.

 

When the execution was about halfway through, the square became chaotic.

 

“Filthy bastards!”

 

It was because the Claudio Family had revealed themselves.

 

The Regent and his Wife, along with the Samon siblings, all had pale and gaunt complexions, but unlike the rebels who wore dirty prisoner uniforms, they were dressed in clean clothing with neat appearances.

 

Samon in particular wore spotless white ceremonial robes.

 

His sunken eyes and gaunt complexion didn’t match the splendid ceremonial robes at all though.

 

“Brother, it would be good to release Uncle’s family on the day of the execution. Samon’s engagement should be held that day too.”

 

Following Medeia’s orders, the four people who stood before the square as if dragged by knights had to bear the blade-like gazes of the crowd.

 

The criminals awaiting execution could also clearly see the Regent’s Family.

 

The blood from the execution ground hadn’t even been washed away yet.

 

Witnessing that only Claudio avoided the guillotine’s blade, the eyes of the rebels facing death turned wild.

 

“Claudio! How can you drag us into this and then escape like this while only you lot get away!”

 

They lunged at the Claudio Family as if to tear them apart. They were so violent that the ropes binding their bodies became taut.

 

“You vermin! Even in death I’ll curse your families! I’ll become an evil spirit and cling to you with pain and misfortune for as long as you live and breathe!”

 

The families of the criminals also burned with hatred toward the Claudio Family.

 

Samon twisted his expression as he looked toward the distant Royal Dais.

 

‘Peleus, Medeia, these vicious bastards-! They won’t let us leave peacefully until the very end!’

 

By placing the Claudio Family in this position, they had deeply embedded hatred toward them in the minds of the rebels and the crowd.

 

So that the Claudios could never rise again in this country.

 

He clenched his fists.

 

Beneath the fluttering sleeves of his ceremonial robes, his arms were covered in blue bruises as if someone had beaten him.

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