The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 5

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Chapter 5

Right now, did the Princess really strike the Maid Supervisor’s shin?

Even seeing it with their own eyes, they couldn’t believe it.

The maids hurriedly lowered their heads in case they got caught in the crossfire, but they were still dumbfounded.

“Ugh…”

A groan escaped through the Maid Supervisor’s lips.

Though she was a commoner, she had still been raised delicately without ever getting her hands wet. She had never once experienced such violence.

“Jena.”

“Y-yes?!”

Amidst everyone’s shock, only the Princess remained calm.

“Don’t mind me and continue what you were doing.”

“…”

Jena’s mind went blank. Was she planning to beat her up next after the Maid Supervisor?

“I said continue. The punishment shouldn’t be weakened. I don’t want to encroach on the Maid Supervisor’s domain.”

But Jena could no longer swing the whip as forcefully as before. Seeing that imposing Maid Supervisor getting beaten made her suddenly afraid.

Crack.

The whip, much weaker than before, cut through the air,

Swoosh-!

The switch danced even more fiercely.

Unlike Jena, Medeia had no hesitation whatsoever in her actions.

Jena’s hand slowed as she watched the Maid Supervisor and Princess, until eventually three swings of the switch followed each crack of the whip.

However, the Princess didn’t seem to care at all about the mismatched alternating sequence.

“Ugh…”

Neryl’s groans grew louder from the intensified whipping, but the Princess continued her actions without batting an eye.

“Ahhh-!”

Finally, the Maid Supervisor could no longer endure it and collapsed.

“Maid Supervisor-!”

As the maids tried to approach, Medeia raised one hand. The maids hesitated.

“Stand up immediately.”

The calm voice was spine-chilling instead. As if she couldn’t see the Maid Supervisor’s shin, soaked with blood and turned reddish-purple.

With a chillingly expressionless face, Medeia calmly picked up the switch again.

“I-!”

At that moment, the Maid Supervisor fell to her knees. She could no longer endure the beating.

Her legs felt like they were on fire. Her reason became clouded, and only the instinct to escape the pain moved her.

“I, I’ve lost. Please forgive me.”

The Maid Supervisor finally surrendered.

In front of everyone.

Before today ended, everyone in the palace would know about this incident. The taste of blood and deep humiliation filled her bitten lips.

When she glared with murderous intent, Medeia’s fingers holding the switch twitched again.

“Y-Your Highness. Please-!”

Words that burst out without her knowing. Hunched shoulders. A bowed head and downcast eyes.

It couldn’t be more humiliating than this.

“…”

Instead of answering, Medeia let go of her hand. As if the punishment ended there, she broke the switch.

Crack. The sharp sound pierced everyone’s ears.

The Princess’s eyes turned toward Jena.

“Bring Neryl.”

“Yes!”

Jena jumped as if burned by fire and threw down the whip.

“We’re returning to the palace.”

“You’ll regret this incident…”

The Maid Supervisor looked up at Medeia with livid eyes.

“We’ll see.”

That remains to be seen.

With that low voice as the end, the door closed.

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“Go back.”

When the Princess’s Palace came into view, Medeia commanded. Jena, who had been reading the mood, bowed politely and disappeared as fast as she could.

“…Your Highness, why…”

Neryl, who had regained consciousness, tried to straighten her staggering body while unable to hide her worry.

“Lean on me.”

Gone was the dignified tone from earlier, and she was the young Princess she knew.

“The Maid Supervisor… has the palace in her grasp. Surely… she’ll try to retaliate against Your Highness. Even now… If I go back and smooth things over… Ugh…”

Medeia grabbed Neryl’s shoulder. The blood that had soaked her clothes also stained Medeia’s hand.

“I’m sorry.”

A single transparent tear crossed her cheek down her pale face.

In her past life, Neryl must have died like this.

Trying to protect her, refusing to leave her side, she died caught in their schemes.

Not knowing this, Medeia had been deceived by the enemies’ words and resented Neryl for irresponsibly leaving.

“…Your Highness?”

“It’s because of me. Because of me, you… will.”

Neryl was confused.

She didn’t know that the inaudible word in the blank space was “death.”

“Neryl, I’m sorry for not recognizing you, for being foolish.”

She had no way of knowing that Medeia’s apology was regret spanning her previous life.

“Why did you just take the beating? You should have fought back at least. Where did you leave your knight’s title?”

Neryl could only smile awkwardly.

Medeia also knew the reason. Neryl had tried not to give them another excuse to be driven away from the Princess’s side.

“Don’t do that next time. Rather, just do what they want. If you had said you’d leave my side, I would have let you go quietly.”

“…I couldn’t… do that. I must serve Your Highness… where would I… go.”

Medeia hugged Neryl tighter.

Neryl, why didn’t I know that even in this vast royal palace, there was you who cherished me, that Peleus tried to protect me?

Why did I only think that everyone hated me?

Another tear fell.

As the moisture rippling in her green eyes flowed down her transparent skin, the sorrowful grief pierced the observer’s heart.

“This will never happen again. I promise.”

“Your Highness, please stop… the tears…”

Neryl didn’t know what to do. She failed to realize that the girl’s voice was somehow resolute.

‘My master.’

The Princess had saved her once again.

She would never forget that small, delicate back that had protected her front.

Neryl deliberately turned her gaze away to hide her reddening eyes and said.

“Still… please don’t do this again. Your Highness will get hurt. I… I can protect myself well…”

“In this state, that’s really a trustworthy statement.”

“Your Highness…”

“Let’s go. You need to get treated first.”

Neryl, who failed to notice that the Princess never gave an answer in the end, felt grateful but her worries increased.

‘If they try to lay even a finger on Your Highness, I’ll give my everything to protect her.’

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District 2 of Valdina Capital.

In the innermost part of an upscale residential area where mainly wealthy people like high-ranking nobles lived, there stood a white manor.

It was a building that boasted a delicate yet beautiful aesthetic, with blooming rose vines wrapping around the white stone walls.

However, the walls were built so high that even when outsiders craned their necks up, they could only catch a glimpse of one or two roses at most.

With no one coming and going, and the manor’s owner nowhere to be seen, several emboldened burglars climbed over the towering walls.

Many went in, but none ever came back out.

Rumors spread. The owner of the White Manor was a famous weapons dealer who traveled across the continent and commanded a fearsome mercenary group like his own limbs.

Only then did people nod in understanding. And never again did anyone wonder about what lay inside the manor.

“My word. Do you know what I just read?”

The third floor of the White Manor.

Under the window where the most sunlight streamed in, Garo waved a piece of parchment.

Above his delicate features, a scar drawn across his cheek gave him a bold yet fierce aura.

His wavy straw-colored hair and beautifully tanned bronze skin seemed more suited to a sun-scorched beach than the cold climate of Valdina.

“Boss, this is hot news from Valdina Palace. The Maid Supervisor got beaten with a rod by the Princess. Can you believe it?”

Garo kept peering at the parchment while giggling.

“She apparently tried to dismiss the Princess’s maid on her own authority. Since she was once a disciple of the Captain of the Royal Guards, the Regent’s side must have felt uneasy about it. Anyway, when the Princess found out, she came and took up the rod. Citing old royal laws, no less.”

“….”

“The Maid Supervisor’s confidant whipped the Princess’s maid, and the Princess whipped the Maid Supervisor. Then the Maid Supervisor was the first to throw up her hands and feet in surrender! Hahaha!”

Garo laughed so loudly that his chair nearly tipped backward.

The young man who had been looking down at the continental map raised his head.

Jet-black hair dark as pitch and a straight nose bridge. Deep eyes that sparkled yet held a cold chill.

For a young man, his gaze was clear as crystal, as if it wouldn’t permit even a handful of dust.

However, for a boy, his well-built muscular frame and arrogant gaze that seemed to look down upon the world had something strangely sensual about them.

The man’s gently curved lips and sharp jawline were as precise as if sculpted by a devoted craftsman.

“Was there a Princess in Valdina?”

One corner of the man’s eye lifted slightly.

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