The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 73

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Chapter 73

As the Regent, he would try to seize power again even if it meant relying on Kazen’s strength.

But would the Empire’s delegation really move obediently according to his thoughts?

“Uncle will move more hastily to regain the control he lost. That’s good for us.”

Medeia quietly tapped the table. Red fox badges were neatly arranged on the table.

“Do you think Count Kensington will really come all the way to Valdina after seeing the letter that bastard Umberto delivered?”

“She will come.”

Medeia answered calmly.

“The intelligence network she devoted her entire life to has been exposed, so she won’t just sit still. She’ll want to see and confirm with her own eyes.”

Whether to eliminate the Princess or use her.

However, Count Kensington wouldn’t know.

That from the moment she set foot in Valdina, she had already fallen into Medeia’s trap.

“Your Highness, then how will you use this money?”

Saya asked with sparkling eyes, tapping the Minister’s slush fund.

“I’ll support Peleus.”

Now that Etienne’s death was causing chaos among the Regent’s faction, it was the perfect opportunity.

The Regent would also be too busy trying to hold onto his wavering power.

The question was through whom and how to deliver it effectively…

Knock knock.

Just then, a maid knocked on the bedroom door.

Saya, who had gone outside, came back struggling with a flower basket as big as herself.

“Your Highness, a gift has arrived. The sender is Facade.”

“Facade?”

The maids who followed after also set down gift boxes one by one. Fresh floral fragrance filled the room.

“What is all this?”

Neryl first checked the gifts with a wary stance.

“Why would Facade send this to Your Highness?”

“…”

As if she had an idea, Medeia’s expression became expressionless.

“Your Highness, look at this, a dagger came with it too…”

The dagger wrapped in velvet was small and light. A subtle silver radiance emanated from it.

A ruby as vivid as blood was embedded in the center of the handle.

Neryl picked up the silver dagger with an incredulous expression.

“Your Highness, it’s mithril.”

“…Surely Facade isn’t challenging Your Highness to a duel?”

“Saya, how could that be?”

“But then why would they send such an ominous thing to our beautiful Highness…”

Neryl and Saya exchanged glances.

There was no change in Medeia’s expression.

“It would be troublesome if you treated me the same as a half-wit like the Regent, Princess.”

Medeia thought she knew who had sent this.

She recalled her own dagger that had wounded his shoulder that day.

He had sent this as if mocking that such a shabby weapon wouldn’t even come close.

“And this is holy water from the temple.”

Neryl picked up a bottle with blue liquid sloshing inside.

“Did they send it knowing about Your Highness’s wound?”

Medeia looked down at the faint pink scar remaining on her hand.

Holy water was also used as a powerful healing agent that could make even scars disappear.

He really seemed to remember everything from that day.

“Send everything back except the holy water.”

“All the flowers and gifts?”

“Yes, and also tell them that I want to meet secretly.”

Her lips curved into a faint arc.

A thread of heat rose in her green eyes, but no one saw it.

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Persepolis, the capital of the Kazen Empire.

“What? Who did you say? The Princess of Valdina?”

Count Kensington asked back.

Each strand of her orange hair fluttered roughly as if showing her owner’s confusion.

“She even knows about Osoph? That can’t be. This is impossible.”

Kensington had been very careful in establishing the Red Fox Clan’s network spread across the continent.

She chose people who had no connection to Kazen in any way, and even among Valdina people, she selected orphans with no ties or foreign-born individuals, laundering their identities multiple times before sending them to Valdina.

Umberto was also a capable subordinate she had chosen after much deliberation.

“I think the same way, but… anyway, the Princess told me to deliver this to you, Danzu.”

The letter Umberto handed over contained sentences written in neat handwriting.

Count Kensington. Your eyes that survey the continent are wider than the sky, and your loyalty to the country is deeper than the sea, so even I cannot help but admire them. However, human will and divine grace do not last together forever, so I hope you know prudence and withdraw.

M. de Valdina.

The letter’s content seemed to praise her highly, but in reality, it was using God as a metaphor to mock the arrogance of Kensington and the Empire that dominated the continent.

“This is ridiculous. How did she find out? There were no traces in Valdina that could reveal spies.”

Kensington, her face red with shame, crumpled the letter violently.

“The Princess just let you go? Even knowing you were Kazen’s spy?”

“I… thought that was strange too. I was prepared to die, but perhaps the Princess’s original purpose was to bring down the Minister.”

Umberto detailed the entire process from the note that had approached him to how Minister Etienne fell into the Princess’s trap.

The more she heard, the more astounded she became.

Wasn’t the Princess of Valdina supposed to be an arrogant and foolish person full of inferiority complex about her half-blood status?

Her public reputation was clearly different from Umberto’s report.

“What kind of person could hide such deep schemes at that age?”

Kensington paused mid-sentence.

There was such a shocking person whose abilities didn’t match their age here in the Kazen Empire too.

Considering the 1st Prince who unified all tribes at sixteen and won the continental war, it wasn’t impossible.

“I didn’t know there was a genius like Prince Chezare in Valdina too.”

Kensington rubbed her gaunt face.

“I’ll have to go to Valdina.”

“You’re going personally, Danzu? It’s dangerous. If you give me a reply letter, I’ll return to Valdina and deliver it.”

“Nonsense!”

Kensington shouted, losing her composure.

“When all the Empire’s connections I devoted my entire life to might be exposed, how can I leisurely wait here?”

Count Kensington couldn’t feel at ease.

Rather, she couldn’t hide her anxiety that no demands were written in the letter.

She would probably feel this way until she met the Princess and saw what kind of person she was directly.

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At noon when the sunlight was stretching long, Medeia visited the Queen Mother’s Palace early at the Queen Mother’s summons.

While returning to the palace after finishing their conversation, she encountered Catherine walking from the opposite direction.

“Aunt.”

A subtle royal elegance emanated from Medeia.

The light green dress delicately embroidered with silver thread suited her white and transparent skin perfectly.

Was this what they meant by position making the person? Catherine’s insides twisted as she looked at Medeia.

She could no longer find any trace of the anxious and unstable half-blood in her, who was receiving the Queen Mother’s care and being treated properly as a Princess.

“Princess, have you been well?”

Catherine, hiding her rising displeasure, greeted her with a gentle expression.

“What brings Aunt to the palace, ah. You must be here to see Grandmother.”

Medeia nodded as if she understood.

Drooping her eyebrows as if feeling sorry was an added touch.

Ever since being caught pressuring Medeia over Etien’s matter, the Queen Mother still hadn’t cooled her anger toward the Regent couple.

So to beg for her forgiveness, Catherine had been going back and forth to the Royal Palace until her feet were sore.

“Oh my, Aunt. Your complexion doesn’t look very good. Grandmother really should soften her heart soon.”

‘It’s all because of you!’

Catherine barely suppressed the urge to grab that innocent face and scream at it.

“By the way, how is Virna doing? I was so worried when I heard she suddenly left for the convent.”

“…Of course. She’s adapting well. She seems to have matured, as she offers prayers daily for Your Highness the Princess and our Valdina even there.”

“Really? That’s truly fortunate.”

Medeia clapped her hands innocently, delighted.

“Convent life must suit Virna’s disposition well. If Virna were struggling, it would pain my heart, and I wondered if I should speak up despite Grandmother’s anger. But since she’s doing well, I won’t need to worry about that.”

Catherine gripped her dress tightly. Clear wrinkles formed over the soft silk.

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