The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 63

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Chapter 63

“Medeia! Will you truly act this way?”

Right now, Medeia was their only lifeline to save Etienne.

If persuasion wouldn’t work, they had to pressure her to make Medeia act today no matter what.

“Fine, suppose you think that way. But your uncle is pleading with you so earnestly.”

The Prince stomped his foot as if in great anger.

“Until now, I have cherished you more than my own daughter. Everyone opposed it, saying you were a cursed child, that your misfortune that drove your brother to death would spread to me too, but I never abandoned you!”

The Prince knew better than anyone about the fear of abandonment deeply rooted in his niece’s consciousness.

They had interfered in Medeia’s life and isolated her. For moments exactly like this.

Even if it didn’t make sense logically, they wanted to make her comply with their demands out of fear of being abandoned.

“Your aunt cared for you, even putting aside her own children. But was all the affection we devoted to you nothing? Is that why you’re dismissing your uncle’s words like this? I’m truly disappointed.”

He exchanged glances with Catherine. Understanding the signal, Catherine pretended to stop her husband and put her arm around his shoulder.

“Uncle, please calm down. You know that’s not what she means.”

Medeia’s voice remained calm, but her large green eyes wavered. Her fingertips trembling as she clutched her dress betrayed her attempt to hide her confusion.

Confirming that his threat had completely taken effect, the Prince deliberately put on more pressure.

“No, I don’t understand. All I know is that Medeia, no, our ‘Princess’ is a heartless person with no family affection.”

“Uncle…”

“Family affection, what a sight to behold!”

When Medeia’s voice became blurred, something flew toward the Prince.

Crash-!

A teacup that barely grazed past the Prince shattered into pieces.

The startled Prince dropped the scroll from his hands.

“Medeia, you just now…!”

When the Prince looked up in surprise, he had no choice but to freeze.

“H-how is Mother here…”

The Queen Mother walked out from behind a large curtain. It was meant to cover a slightly recessed empty space, a blind spot that couldn’t be seen from where the Regent couple was standing.

“I heard your scheming and threats very clearly!”

The Queen Mother’s anger was so vivid it could almost be felt as blue.

“You want to use the King’s seal in such a manner! And to threaten your niece to save a vile person like Etienne? You’ve been treating Medeia as a very easy toy all this time. You wicked things, even God will not forgive you!”

“Mother, th-that’s not it, you misunderstand. Please calm down. We’ll explain everything step by step-“

“What misunderstanding! Are you saying what I saw and heard with my own eyes and ears is a misunderstanding?!”

How long had the Queen Mother been there?

Only now could they realize.

The reception room tidied without a speck of dust, the maids standing at strict attention, and Medeia who had been flushed.

All of this was because there had been a prior guest – the Queen Mother.

“Get out! You are the treacherous subjects ruining Valdina! I can’t stand the sight of you! Go out and die!”

“Mother, please calm down!”

“Be quiet. Why don’t you try calling me a heartless old woman who knows nothing of parental affection this time! What are you all doing! Throw those people out of the palace!”

The Queen Mother was furious.

Prince Claudio and his wife had to be dragged out like baggage by the Royal Knights without even a chance to make excuses.

“No matter how unknowable a person’s heart may be, I never thought I wouldn’t be able to see through the black heart of a child born from my own womb! How did such a monster get mixed into Valdina’s bloodline!”

The Queen Mother burst into angry shouts.

“Medeia, has your uncle always been like this?”

Medeia silently lowered her head. Sometimes one moment of silence becomes a more powerful answer than a hundred words.

The Queen Mother’s face became even more devastated.

‘I thought this child interfered in state affairs out of childish whims… But perhaps the things done with Medeia’s seal weren’t this child’s will.’

It was all Hoakin’s scheme using his niece Medeia.

‘Using his own niece as a shield?’

Who really lacks family affection? Isn’t it her one remaining son!

“Grandmother, please calm down. If you strain your health, Count Hertoss will resent me.”

Medeia offered warm tea to her grandmother who was still panting with anger.

“Grandmother, how about moving the Minister to a more isolated place?”

And when the Queen Mother’s anger seemed to have subsided a little, Medeia suggested in a calm voice.

‘I shouldn’t be the one to separate the Minister and Uncle.’

Medeia still had much work to do ahead. She couldn’t reveal her full intentions just to bring down a mere minister.

Prince Claudio’s family realizing her true nature had to wait until at least after Peleus returned.

The Queen Mother raised her eyebrows.

“Why do you say that?”

“Count Sisear mentioned that the Minister has been constantly pulling strings from prison to send communications to Uncle. There were also quite a few people visiting the Minister.”

“Ha! A person who was referred to military law? Does he think he’s recuperating in prison?”

The Queen Mother’s expression twisted.

“Grandmother, please understand Uncle. As the Minister’s old friend, it would have been difficult for him to turn away from his situation.”

The rhetoric of pretending to care for someone while highlighting their patheticness wasn’t something only Prince Claudio’s family could do.

When Medeia calmly pointed out the error while showing understanding for her uncle, the Queen Mother’s eyes softened.

“Count Etienne had many followers as Minister of the Royal Household. If even wise Uncle is swayed by emotion like that, wouldn’t the Minister’s people be even more so?”

The Queen Mother nodded at the reasonable observation.

“Understood. This old woman will handle it.”

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The Queen Mother’s decision was immediately executed.

“What, wh-where are you taking me!”

The dragged-out Etienne was isolated in a special prison where only violent criminals were confined.

To the deepest and most secluded solitary cell among them.

The previous prison had been bad enough to make him faint, but the place he was moved to was the worst, making that place seem like heaven in comparison.

All the guards were changed, and no access was permitted under the reason that he was a condemned prisoner. The communications that had been going back and forth were also discovered and confiscated.

Getting beaten for entertainment was routine, and with the guards’ vulgar harassment added on top, Etienne felt like he was going insane.

Days continued where no one looked for him and no one came.

Prince Claudio, who was even forbidden from entering the palace due to the Queen Mother’s anger, didn’t even know that Etienne had been secretly moved.

The shadows he controlled tried to infiltrate the Royal Palace prison several times, but Sisear strengthened surveillance even more.

For the Minister who knew nothing about the situation outside prison, he could only be anxious as news was completely cut off.

The bell announcing midnight rang.

It was time for the gatekeepers guarding the prison to change shifts.

Etienne opened his eyes.

‘Really… was that bastard Sisear right?’

If there continued to be no news until execution day, he would have no choice but to be dragged to the execution ground without any chance to do anything.

‘If Claudio wanted to eliminate me, there would be no more convenient method than this.’

But Etienne soon shook his head.

That couldn’t be. He held a weakness that could paralyze the Regent and his entire faction.

‘And the Regent knows that fact too.’

Unless he had gone senile in his old age and lost his mind, he wouldn’t try to openly make an enemy of him like this.

On that cold night, when Etienne, who had been going between emotion and reason, had quietly fallen asleep.

“Gack-gack!”

He couldn’t breathe.

His hand groping at his neck felt a rough, hard rope. Someone had wrapped a rope around his neck and was attempting to strangle him.

“Gack! Gack! S-save… gack!”

He couldn’t even properly let out a groan.

Red nail marks were thick on his neck as he struggled desperately to remove the rope.

In the Minister’s eyes as he raised his head to the limit, he saw an assassin wearing a black mask.

The noose tightened even stronger.

“Wh-who gack, s-sent, gack. S-save, me, gack, I can, give, more, gack, money, gack, any-thing.”

The Minister tried to persuade the assassin somehow. He threw out all the gold ingots he had carefully hidden in his underwear.

Clatter. The sound of yellow gold gleaming even in the darkness rolling across the prison floor echoed, but his opponent didn’t even flinch.

‘He’s not just any assassin.’

This one has a purpose.

Even in this life-or-death moment, the Minister’s eyes sank deeply. His purpose was probably….

“Die. Only then will you keep your mouth shut.”

“Kugh!”

Silencing him through death!

There was only one person who would want to silence him right now.

‘Regent! You bastard, in the end!’

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