The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 342

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Part 2, Chapter 189

Medeia recalled how Chezare’s body had stiffened the moment she revealed her pregnancy news at the Imperial Palace.

It was only for an instant, so perhaps only she, who was beside him, had noticed.

“I was going to tell you once I was certain.”

Hah. With a sigh-like lament, one of Medeia’s shoulders grew heavy.

It was because Chezare had buried his head there.

At the sensation of him gently biting her white nape, goosebumps rose on Medeia’s back.

It felt exactly like offering her neck to a beast.

“You let those few weeks we spent together just slip by? You should have told me at least.”

Chezare’s hands around her waist tightened. As if he was trying his best to keep his voice gentle and not bite too hard.

Back then, at the Imperial Palace, Chezare had been shocked stiff by Medeia’s bombshell confession.

When she mentioned the imperial grandson, his mind went completely blank for a moment.

The surging intense joy was brief, as complex emotions came rushing in.

‘Why didn’t she tell me first.’

That Medeia was carrying the fruit of their love, one of the most brilliant and precious moments of his life.

‘Why did I have to find out in such a dangerous place, in such a way.’

The moment he had to share that fact with his unwanted father and others,

He swallowed the fact that he’d felt a merciless impulse to make everyone present lose their senses.

“How could you, how could you… hide something like this?”

Hide it?

From the moment I realized that in this small body, an even smaller life’s heart was beating, my chest has been aching and I feel like I’ve forgotten how to breathe.

“In the early stages… it can be unstable… I didn’t want to give false hope. And…”

Medeia’s voice resonated calmly.

“If you had known in advance, the Emperor wouldn’t have been able to think of this child separately from you.”

Then the Queen Mother wouldn’t have been abandoned either.

Medeia had realized she was pregnant around the time she left the iceberg and headed to the Mage Tower.

While gathering evidence of the Queen Mother’s misdeeds, she could easily recognize the changes in her body from her experience of bearing children twice in her past life.

It seems I won’t be a very good mother this time either.

Before joy, the thought came first that this child would become the final bastion to reverse the Emperor’s attitude and cut off the Third Prince faction’s lifeline.

“…”

A faint sigh escaped from Medeia’s throat again.

“Yes, you’re right. You were just being yourself. I was the one who was useless.”

Chezare pressed his lips to Medeia’s nape again.

Then he bent down and kissed her belly.

The gesture seemed both like he was comforting her and showing reverence.

Medeia is someone who would throw even herself away without hesitation for the sake of strategy.

That’s why Chezare ultimately held onto her, not wanting such a Medeia to throw herself away anymore.

‘So I should have noticed first.’

In the end, it was his fault.

‘I should have noticed when I saw her being excessively tired.’

He thought the increasing instances of her dozing off like a chick basking in sunlight were because he had overworked her.

‘It’s my first time, so I didn’t know.’

Though Chezare displayed natural talent in everything as if born with it,

At least in this area, it was his first time, and so he was terribly clumsy.

Becoming this intimate with someone, experiencing the fruit of that affection.

‘When I’m still not pleased about the child taking Medeia’s attention away from me.’

Could he become a proper father?

Making a mockery of the years he’d lived wrapped in arrogance that he could do everything well without learning,

He felt like he’d returned to being the boy from long ago who was clumsy at many things.

But even so, he had no intention of letting her go or giving up this child.

It was the first family he’d ever had in his life.

His own complete sanctuary that would live and breathe safely within his embrace.

“Dea.”

“Mm?”

“For you- No, never mind.”

He soon shook his head.

His melancholy face looked unreal like a troubled statue even in that moment.

“…”

When Chezare didn’t continue speaking, Medeia lifted her head to look up at him.

“Chezare.”

“…Mm.”

The answer came a beat late.

As if his mind was occupied with something, he rested his head against Medeia’s belly.

Medeia slowly raised her hand to stroke his head. Like soothing a large puppy.

His fine hair slipped softly between her fingers.

His steady breathing and strong heartbeat were transmitted through their touching bodies.

Medeia felt a strange comfort in those intersecting sounds.

Her body, stiff with tension, relaxed, and the warm atmosphere of the room touched her skin.

“…I should contact my brother. He must be waiting.”

Chezare murmured while massaging Medeia’s tense arms and legs.

Medeia’s lips curved up slightly.

Would her brother really be waiting for this news?

‘I’d be grateful if Peleus doesn’t try to kill you.’

She was more worried he’d fly into a rage and storm into Kazen leading the Agema.

Then, as if remembering something, Chezare lifted his head from Medeia’s embrace.

“But when was it?”

His disheveled black hair scattered over his melancholy eyes made him look like a god soaked in languid peace.

“…What?”

Medeia, momentarily stunned by his appearance, barely managed to answer.

“When our baby grows up and asks later, shouldn’t I be able to answer when they were conceived?”

He scratched his chin.

A murmur that he was sure they’d been careful but couldn’t tell when it was brushed past Medeia’s ear.

“The court physician said 6 weeks… so around then?”

Medeia’s face reddened.

The endless days and nights at the cabin from around that time flashed by like a panorama.

The night when candles flickered, the sound of rain, hot body temperature, entangled breathing…

“Get out. I’m going to wash.”

Medeia threw a pillow at his face.

Chezare leisurely caught the pillow and chuckled.

“Alright. I’ll prepare.”

“Prepare what?”

“To attend to Your Highness. It’ll be incomparable to the cabin. The bathtub here is bigger too…”

His beautiful eyes became dizzyingly disheveled.

“You won’t have to lift a finger this time either.”

Unlike his playful voice, his straight index finger traced circles over Medeia’s cheekbone.

Thud-!

A second pillow flew.

“Get out right now!”

* * *

“Medeia.”

Medeia opened her eyes to the gentle touch shaking her shoulder.

“Chezare… What’s wrong?”

It was dark outside, and only a dim lamp was lit in the bedroom.

However, Medeia could hear the faint commotion coming from the courtyard.

“I didn’t want to wake you.”

She could read Chezare’s unspoken words that he had no choice.

His face illuminated by the lamplight had lost the playfulness that had been lightly settled there.

“What could it be?”

Medeia sat up.

Perhaps because she was in early pregnancy, she felt dizzy for a moment.

With Chezare’s support, she came out to where Neryl, Saya, Garo, and Terrence were standing.

The place was noisy as if they were having an argument.

“At least stop the bleeding!”

“Saya? What’s wrong?”

Saya’s profile was covered in tears. She stepped aside.

“Your Highness…”

Medeia’s gaze slowly rose to where she had stepped aside as if torn apart.

Above a spot that had darkened like a puddle, she saw a knight in horrific condition.

“…Theo?”

His Achilles tendon was severed so he couldn’t walk properly, and one arm was half-cut and dangling without even receiving treatment.

“Theo, whatever it is, let’s talk about it in a moment. I’ll call the Divine Healer-“

“I’m sorry, Your Highness.”

Pushing away his sister’s hands trying to stop the bleeding from his wounds, Theo lowered his head.

“Rachel escaped from prison, assassinated the Pope, and seized control of the Central Temple.”

Medeia stopped in her tracks.

It seemed as if all the drowsy sleepiness had completely retreated.

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