The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 341

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Part 2, Chapter 188

The moment she heard the news of Medeia’s pregnancy and discovered the 3rd Prince’s alternative, she recalled the despicable look in the eyes of the man who had turned around like a worn-out shoe and abandoned her.

“Eleanor, if it had been that woman, would that bastard Perdickas have gone this far?”

Since he had been so ruthless even to the woman he once loved, she should have known he would be even more despicable to a woman he never loved.

That belated realization shattered the Queen Mother’s pride to pieces.

She had prided herself on being wiser than that foolish Eleanor, who had nothing but useless arrogance.

The Queen Mother bit her lips. The flesh tore and blood droplets quickly formed.

No. I won’t collapse like this.

“I absolutely… won’t die.”

Then, footsteps could be heard from the darkness. The Queen Mother quickly raised her head.

“I came because you seemed to have many worries.”

The one who emerged from the darkness was Jason.

“You…! How are you here!”

Access to the Western Palace had long been sealed by Perdickas II’s strict order.

How could someone like Jason have entered through the tight security that wouldn’t let even a mouse in?

“That’s…”

Jason slowly stopped walking and placed his hand on the wall.

Dusty dirt rose along his fingertips through the cracks of the old stone wall.

“Well, you wouldn’t know.”

A faint smile spread across his lips.

“I used to play hide-and-seek quite often in this Western Palace as a child. This was also the villa where the Former Emperor used to hold me in his arms and play with me when he was healthy.”

The Queen Mother’s shoulders trembled.

Goosebumps rose on her arms at Jason’s sinister nature, knowing about that secret passage yet keeping his mouth shut all this time.

To think she had eagerly bitten into the apple offered by such a cunning snake, not knowing it contained deadly poison.

“All of this is because of you. You, you provoked me, and what exactly did you do to me! You despicable devil!”

The Queen Mother glared at the man before her with anger filled with terror. Her eyes were full of resentment.

“Even if you blame everything on me now, will that make it as if nothing happened?”

Jason twisted up the corner of his mouth.

The Queen Mother hesitated.

Why does this bastard show no sign of fear?

Was Castulo originally this confident? Isn’t he afraid of Chezare’s anger?

Even though he knows what terrible ends those who touched him met,

“What are you thinking-“

The Queen Mother, who was continuing to speak, froze.

Just like when she tried to say Jason’s name, her fingers and body wouldn’t move like wooden blocks.

Suddenly, she remembered the dusty dirt that had risen from the wall Jason had touched earlier.

“You bastard! You used paralysis powder! You cunning…!”

But it was already too late.

She was only given the meager freedom of being able to roll her eyes around.

The Queen Mother stared at Jason.

More precisely, at him taking out a small medicine bottle from his chest, opening the lid, and approaching her one step, two steps.

The Queen Mother’s eyes widened and filled with terror for only a moment before the black liquid from the bottle poured into her mouth.

“Cough, cough! J-Jasoooon!”

“Don’t worry. This matter will end safely.”

Jason smiled gently and took out a stiffly folded piece of paper from his chest.

Then he slowly unfolded it and placed it in front of the Queen Mother.

It was a suicide note written in her handwriting.

“When she says she’ll apologize with death, what can that bastard Chezare do?”

“Uhhhhh…”

As her tongue stiffened, the Queen Mother collapsed.

The Queen Mother, whose body had gone limp, flailed her arms. Thanks to this, her nails scratched Jason’s hand.

It was a deep scratch that tore the flesh.

However, Jason didn’t dodge and quietly endured the Queen Mother’s struggle.

Until she no longer thrashed about.

And finally, everything became quiet.

Her eyes remained wide open.

As if she never dreamed she would lose her life at the hands of Jason Castulo, whom she had always looked down upon, not even Chezare.

“Don’t resent me. We were both only thinking of selling each other out anyway.”

Jason bent down and whispered in the Queen Mother’s ear.

Even while doing so, his hands didn’t stop.

He wrapped a rope around the Queen Mother’s neck, creating an intentional scene.

And after perfectly erasing even his last traces, he melted into the darkness.

Jason, who came out of the Lily Palace, roughly wiped his dry face.

The Queen Mother’s perfume scent still lingered on his fingertips.

The sensual fragrance now stung his nose like the stench of a corpse.

However, even that lost its power to the anger and love-hate that now consumed him.

Not only had the grand plan he prepared for Chezare’s return gone awry,

But now there was the greatest joy that stirred the entire Empire – the First Prince’s Wife’s pregnancy.

“How could you leave me and… hah…”

The red eyes visible between his fingers blazed like flames.

“Right, Medeia. That’s the man you chose.”

You’re so confident that bastard Chezare is better than me that you abandoned me and even made a child with him.

Then I have no choice but to immediately shatter that pathetic faith of yours and make you see reality.

Jason turned around.

A gloomy voice rang out low, as if grinding his teeth.

“…Contact the temple. Tell them to move.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

As if nothing had happened, the Western Palace was once again immersed in silence.

And finally, the next day when the sun rose.

“Queen Mother Your Highness. Your Highness? Ahhhhh, Your Highness!!”

A heart-rending scream burst out from the Western Palace like an echo.

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At that time, the Crown Prince’s Palace.

The courtyard of the villa was bustling for the first time in a long while.

All the people of the villa came out to welcome the villa’s master – knights and mercenaries, maids and attendants, and even the cooks from the kitchen.

“Your Highness! Your Imperial Highness!”

The First Prince couple got out of the carriage.

Behind them, the coachman unloaded luggage from carriages full of the Emperor’s gifts.

“We congratulate you on your safe return! We congratulate you on the birth of the imperial grandson!”

The news from the Imperial Palace had already spread quickly throughout the capital city long ago.

The First Prince’s faction couldn’t hide their joy.

They say heaven and hell are separated by a hair’s breadth. Just a few months ago when they heard the news that the First Prince had gone missing on the iceberg, they never expected the happy scene that now surrounded the courtyard.

Receiving everyone’s congratulations, the couple entered the manor.

People treated Medeia especially like a feather.

Though they were always respectful, now their care was excessive, as if she might fly away or break.

“We will do our best to take care of the baby. Please don’t worry at all.”

Their faces even showed determination.

“Welcome back.”

Lady Tolin bowed her head. Her wrinkled face had been wet with tears for a long time.

“I’m truly grateful. Your Imperial Highness, this old woman will not forget this gratitude even in death.”

She held onto Medeia and expressed her joy without pause for quite some time.

“Finally, Your Highness has a real family. Someone who was always like duckweed with nowhere to rest her heart has now at last….”

From her uncharacteristic appearance—kind but with not a single hair out of place—Medeia could tell how delighted the Lady was.

“How overjoyed Princess Eleanor must have been… I apologize. This old woman got too carried away. You must be weary, so I’ll prepare your bath water right away.”

Medeia was finally left alone. Her face reflected in the mirror clearly showed fatigue.

Still not recovered from the journey’s exhaustion, she had been detained at the Imperial Palace longer than expected by Perdickas II, who was overcome with joy.

“When will it be born?”

“Has the gender been determined?”

“How is your physical condition? Is the morning sickness not too severe?”

“How are you conducting prenatal care?”

The Emperor’s blatant interest exceeded all imagination.

“Well done. You are no longer of Valdina but now a daughter of this Kazen.”

The Emperor’s tone was full of arrogance, as if he were bestowing some title.

“I know that I have been heartless toward you both until now. However, from now on it will be different. Would I be heartless to my one and only grandchild?”

Feeling the need to establish a new relationship but knowing that persuasion would be utterly useless with his son, Perdickas II decided to target his relatively moderate daughter-in-law instead.

“Is there nothing my grandchild wishes to eat? Nothing it wants? Come now, find something from my treasury….”

He was completely beside himself.

When the father-in-law’s form of address changed to something more intimate, it even gave her chills.

It was no easy task to maintain composure before those eyes gleaming with anticipation of snatching away the child.

Medeia stroked her belly with a weary expression.

Her stomach was still flat.

Just then, the door quietly opened. It was Chezare.

“….”

He silently embraced Medeia from behind.

And as if handling something precious, a shower of kisses fell upon her crown, temples, and slender white neck.

“Medeia, you little rascal. How could you hide this even from me.”

Despite his stern tone, his straight fingers gently caressed Medeia’s belly.

The touch filled with deep affection was somehow cautious.

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