The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 34

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Chapter 34

When she received reproach instead of comfort from her mother, Virna’s large eyes filled with resentment.

“Right in front of me, grandmother took what was mine and gave it to Medeia, that wench. How can even you say such things, mother?”

Catherine pressed her throbbing forehead.

How could she be so thoughtless? Making her daughter understand seemed harder than devising schemes.

“She even told me to call Medeia ‘Your Highness the Princess’ instead of sister! Does that make sense? Do I have to speak respectfully to that half-blooded lowly wench?”

“What’s so difficult about humoring her a little in front of others? It’s only temporary.”

Catherine tried to soothe her daughter.

“You’ll be the one who becomes this country’s princess in the end anyway. How long can Medeia stay in that position?”

“Exactly!”

Virna raised her voice.

“So it’s mine. When our father becomes king, that crawling wench dares to steal what’s mine, so why…”

“Virna!”

As she muttered while biting her lips tightly, Catherine shouted sharply.

“Don’t you dare say such things out loud anywhere else!”

“Mother…?”

“Have you said it outside before? When you were with people? Even in the palace?”

Frightened by her mother’s glaring eyes, Virna shook her head vigorously.

“Your one stupid remark could bring down our entire plan.”

Catherine gripped her daughter’s shoulders painfully.

“Just stay quiet and do as you’re told, then mother will bring everything to you. Understood?”

Her mother’s gaze was as fierce as a wolf’s.

“Hm? Answer me, Virna!”

Virna bit her lips and nodded. Only then did the hands pressing down on her shoulders fall away.

“Go to bed early. Tomorrow, as soon as the palace gates open, you need to go beg your grandmother for forgiveness.”

Thud. The door closed harshly.

Left alone, Virna clenched her fists tightly.

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Catherine, who had left Virna’s room, swallowed a sigh.

She realized it would be faster to just silence that lovely mouth rather than make her precious daughter’s little head understand her parents’ grand plan.

Entering Prince Claudio’s office, she saw her husband crumpling up parchment.

“What’s wrong?”

“Mother has summoned Montega.”

“Count Montega?”

Catherine frowned.

Count Montega was Claudio’s cousin and a long-standing royal relative with considerable influence within the palace.

“I thought Mother had been wary of us lately… She’s bringing in reinforcements.”

“That bastard Montega always liked my brother more than me.”

More than just liking him, he showed more respect and loyalty than even his own blood brother.

Prince Claudio frowned as he recalled the past.

“Then he’ll like his daughter too. Honey, if the Count stands behind Medeia, things will get complicated.”

Because Medeia would no longer be isolated.

“Damn it, public opinion is already protecting that child!”

A bundle of parchment flew irritably across the room and hit the study wall with a thud.

“Honey, calm down.”

“Since Quizin’s death, what people are saying outside lately is quite troubling. They pity Medeia as if their own child is being persecuted.”

This won’t do.

To the people, Medeia should be a witch who drains their lifeblood and squanders the national treasury.

The princess’s harm should be so severe that it eventually incites rebellion.

And then Regent Claudio would rebuild the fallen kingdom and finally ascend as king of Valdina.

She should only exist as a catalyst for historical revolution.

“What if they come to believe that the current culprit wasn’t because of Medeia?”

They must not realize that Valdina’s current state was caused by corrupt officials, not the young princess.

“This can’t happen. If things continue this way…”

Prince Claudio paced the room anxiously.

“Don’t worry, honey. Your power is still intact. Besides, the Minister of the Royal Household is on your side. As long as the palace is in your hands, victory is ours.”

Catherine approached and comforted him by stroking his shoulders.

Her gentle voice and soft touch somewhat eased his anxiety.

“If you’re worried about public opinion, just divert the people’s attention. As always, those dull and stupid fools only believe what they see before their eyes.”

Catherine spoke sweetly.

“Don’t worry about Count Montega either. We’ll move first.”

“…”

“If he tries to stand on Medeia’s side, we just need to show him that Medeia isn’t worth it.”

He gazed at his wife’s face, still beautiful despite the years.

Though it was a political marriage, she had been the flower of high society at the time.

Her face. Her bloodline. Her family background. Nothing was lacking.

Unlike his brother who chose a mere wandering dancer, he believed without doubt that he had chosen the best hand.

“How?”

When Prince Claudio asked, Catherine smiled.

“How about a banquet celebrating Medeia’s recovery? So many things have happened to that poor child lately.”

So that misfortune would never come again, very grandly, dazzlingly splendid.

“Ah, that’s right.”

The Prince’s eyes gleamed.

“Since it’s for Medeia, Mother won’t dislike it either.”

The starving people, Count Montega who rushed earnestly from the borderlands, everyone will be able to see the princess reveling surrounded by gold.

“You’re truly something.”

Catherine’s beautiful profile was revealed as she rested her head on the Prince’s shoulder.

“Not at all. As always, that child will serve as our shield.”

As always, it was the face of an elegant noblewoman without a single flaw.

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