The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 238

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Part 2, Chapter 85

The cliff carved deep beneath the field was so steep that one wrong step would send you tumbling into the pitch-black sea.

“I’m this amazing, you know! If you mess with me, I won’t forgive anyone!”

Virna muttered triumphantly, then soon made sobbing sounds.

“Sniff, Mother, Uncle. I was wrong. Virna… didn’t know… I had no choice… *sob*.”

She buried her face in the dirty cloth and wept.

Then she soon lifted her head.

It was the moment when Virna’s eyes looking up at the sky suddenly became clouded.

Crack-boom-!

Lightning struck as if splitting the overcast sky.

The lightning barely missed the cliff where Virna stood. Vast, pure white light burst forth and engulfed Virna.

Her dazed pupils suddenly became distant.

As if she had witnessed something unfolding before her eyes that transcended time and space.

“Ahhh! Sister, Lea! I’m sorry! I was wrong!”

She crouched down. Then she pulled something from her bosom and frantically bowed her head.

It was a cloth pouch dirty with mud and rainwater.

“Please, never again… I won’t… betray Sister…”

She who had been trembling in fear like a cornered mouse stood up.

“Sister Medeia… forgive me! Please forgive me…!”

Her blackened, dirty feet slipped on the wet stone.

Splash.

The small sound that struck the ears was soon covered by the incoming tide.

Soon nothing remained on the cliff.

* * *

Valdina Strait.

“Did you see it? I saw it clearly with my own eyes that day!”

Anyone who went out to the city could easily see people chattering about the incident that occurred at the recent memorial service.

“That dead woman was his longtime lover. To save his own life, he even got rid of his own child and switched to another woman, so it’s understandable the woman went mad and sharpened her blade for revenge.”

“Right, and she crawled into the 4th Princess’s bed! How is that something a proud royal should do? Even Etien, who was a homosexual, only fawned over that bastard because he recognized that filthy nature early on.”

For the past few months, Claudio’s name flowed wherever you went.

And Samon magnificently decorated that anticipated finale.

“What’s with all these scandals in this family? The father and mother weren’t enough, now even the son! These people have created all the gossip I’ll see in my lifetime at once!”

“Of course. Those idiots who didn’t know their place and coveted the throne – did you think their private lives would be clean?”

“Ugh, such tenacious lives. They clung on stubbornly before going.”

Medeia wanted her uncle’s family to go beyond simply falling and losing power – she wanted even their last remaining dignity to be trampled in the mud.

And she succeeded.

From now on, the Claudio family would remain in this country’s history and in people’s minds for a very long time as synonymous with foolish and filthy greed.

“But I heard Her Highness Medeia gathered the Claudio bastards’ corpses and made them graves?”

“Except for that missing cuckoo daughter, she properly found and buried the aunt who died from flogging, the cousin bastard who was stabbed to death at that memorial service a few days ago, and even the uncle’s remains that the aunt hastily cremated to hide her affair.”

“If it were me, I wouldn’t have cared where those bastards rotted! But to tend to their final journey saying they were still family – truly Her Highness is compassionate!”

Everyone admired the Princess’s thoughtfulness in caring for her uncle’s family out of remaining affection.

But…

“Your Highness. This was left where Virna Claudio disappeared from the cliff.”

“…”

“It was a night of high tide, so the body hasn’t surfaced yet. If you wish, I’ll deploy more people to search.”

“…Never mind. This is enough for me.”

Medeia looked down at the cloth pouch Kensington offered.

Though completely different from her previous life, it was curious that Virna had carried the medium of a pouch itself before dying.

Splash. Splash.

The sound of gentle waves hitting rocks could be heard.

On a blue hill overlooking the sea, three small graves rose at the end of a gentle slope.

Cloud shadows cast over the graves slowly moved, swallowing the setting sun.

Medeia stood before the three differently sized mounds of graves.

She dropped something.

“Now the family is all together.”

It was the dirty cloth pouch Kensington had given her.

“…”

People thought Medeia had made these graves to honor her uncle’s family’s end.

“Farewell, Lea.”

But they were wrong.

“Mother has avenged your enemy.”

This was a floral tribute Medeia offered to her daughter.

“Mother, don’t cry. Lea will hug you.”

Perhaps it was truly time to let the child go now. Even thinking of Lea, no tears flowed.

Medeia reached out her hand.

She curled her white fingertips that had been groping through the air as if drawing her daughter’s face.

Still, she had work remaining.

Medeia turned her head.

In the distance, the temple’s cream-colored bell tower hung precariously at the edge of the sunset.

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Valdina Palace.

“Did you go to see those bastards?”

Learning of Medeia’s destination upon her return, Peleus frowned his handsome brow. He truly thought his sister was excessively honest.

‘She repays exactly what she receives, but her resentment doesn’t exceed that exact measure.’

Of course, the Claudios who received that returned resentment would never agree with Peleus’s opinion.

‘If bastards appear trying to exploit Dea’s upright heart that returns exactly what she receives,’

Peleus, who had been lecturing uncharacteristically, hesitated.

He realized there was already a man who had shown her excessive kindness. His beautiful blue eyes narrowed slightly.

“Dea. I’ll repay the 1st Prince’s help, so don’t worry about it.”

“So suddenly out of nowhere?”

At her brother’s unprecedentedly solemn voice, Medeia felt both bewildered and amused.

“If he ever tries to approach you using that favor as an excuse, you must tell me immediately, understand?”

Medeia noticed Peleus’s hand resting on his sword hilt twitching.

If Peleus learned that Chezare had freely crossed through her bedroom window, something serious seemed likely to happen.

‘I should tell him to stop the wall-climbing.’

Medeia was thinking indifferently when she was startled.

She realized she was thinking as if certain that Chezare would return to Valdina, naturally assuming he would seek her out.

“Peleus. It’s not time to worry about me. Do you know how many portraits of marriageable women Diangel shoves at me?”

Medeia grumbled playfully.

“Take care of your own marriage, brother. Now that even Samon Claudio is dead, they’ll directly target you, Peleus.”

An unmarried Emperor without heirs was a target worth pursuing even at great risk.

“Dea, I have you.”

“I am-“

When Medeia hesitated, Peleus continued.

“Going back and forth across Kazen’s border, I thought this. Now that Valdina has grown strong enough not to need alliances with other countries, why should I send you away? There’s nowhere that loves and cherishes you more than this country, Valdina.”

“Peleus.”

“I have no attachment to engagement. I have neither the confidence nor desire to find someone to care for exclusively like Mother and Father did. So having my nephew inherit the throne is also an alternative.”

Peleus had witnessed throughout his life how those who lost their beloved crumbled.

But he couldn’t do that. He was this country’s Emperor and the only blood relative left to Medeia.

“If there are decent men, there are plenty in Valdina too, so I could be at ease.”

In truth, there had been men he had considered as potential matches for his younger sister.

“Peleus. Don’t make difficult matters sound so easy. Uncle showed us firsthand what happens when you leave direct siblings in the country, didn’t he?”

Even while reproaching her brother, Medeia blinked her eyes.

Her brother’s heart, which genuinely worried for and cared about her, somehow made her eyes threaten to redden unsightly.

“I, and Valdina too, will protect you to the very end no matter what happens. So now, relax a little and put your mind at ease.”

Peleus stroked the head of Medeia, who was biting her lips.

Her pale skin and soft silver hair. His sister’s face, small enough to be hidden by his hand, made him realize just how fragile she still was.

‘Oh God, I dare to hope that you will protect this child.’

At the moment when he should have felt the relief of victory after finally eliminating a long-standing threat,

Peleus repeated these words to himself, somehow feeling fear rising in his chest.

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