The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 259

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Chapter 259. The Calm Before the Storm (2)

Crash.

The sound of dishes breaking rang out.

The 2nd Prince, Lloyd, glared at the attendants around him and shouted.

“Get that away from me! You brought this for a person to eat? Even a stray dog wouldn’t put this garbage in its mouth!”

Though it had been over a month since he was confined to his palace, Lloyd still seemed unable to accept his situation.

“Prince Lloyd.”

The newly hired maid captain of the Second Prince’s Palace looked at the prince with indifferent eyes.

She was the half-sister of the deceased Marquis of Redcliff, making her Lloyd’s great-aunt.

“You’ve thrown away food again.”

The maid captain spoke in a cold, emotionless voice.

Though she was the prince’s great-aunt, she had left the Redcliff Marquess’s estate in her youth, married into a pro-emperor noble family, and had long since cut ties with the marquess’s house. Therefore, Lloyd didn’t even know she was his great-aunt.

“I told you! Bring food that a human can actually eat!”

Lloyd pointed accusingly at the black bread and hot stew scattered messily on the floor.

“That black rock-like thing is so hard that a bread knife won’t even go through it, and the stew reeks of rancid smell! Where did the original cook go? Are they crazy to serve such food!”

As expected of someone with Redcliff Marquess blood.

How did this child grow up to be so rude and arrogant?

‘That man ruined Helena’s education, and now he’s made even his grandson unable to act like a proper human.’

The maid captain swallowed a sigh as she thought of the Marquis of Redcliff, her half-brother.

When she heard that the marquess had been executed for treason and her only niece had been deposed, she had rushed to the Emperor.

‘Still, thinking of blood ties, I volunteered for the maid captain position to try to save my great-nephew.’

But as time passed, she increasingly regretted that choice.

Her great-nephew, whom she was meeting for the first time, was a much worse child than she had expected.

‘But what fault could a child have? It’s all the fault of the adults who made him this way.’

If the marquess hadn’t harbored ambitions beyond his station, if Helena hadn’t lied, if he had grown up receiving proper affection from both of them.

‘This child wouldn’t have turned out this way either.’

The maid captain watched Lloyd fuming and opened her mouth.

“I’m sorry to say this, but Your Highness is currently a criminal confined to this palace. Perhaps you should recognize your situation and act accordingly.”

Lloyd frowned at the maid captain’s words.

“What? Are you lecturing me now? Someone like you?”

“These are loyal words for Your Highness’s sake.”

The maid captain continued calmly while the maids cleaned up the scattered dish fragments from the floor.

“Do you know why Your Highness was confined to this palace?”

“That’s obviously because of false accusations…”

“The fact that Your Highness’s grandfather and mother joined hands with the Previous Emperor to harm other princes and threatened the Empire’s security is supported by clear evidence. It’s not false accusations.”

Lloyd bit his lips at the maid captain’s words.

The prince glared at her fiercely with resentful eyes and shouted again.

“It’s false accusations! False accusations! All of it is false accusations! That person said so!”

“That person? Who is that person?”

Suddenly, the prince’s complexion changed abruptly.

At the question of who that person was, he pressed his lips tightly shut and lowered his head.

“Sigh, Prince Lloyd. The crimes committed by Your Highness’s grandfather and mother are so great that even the punishment they received cannot wash them away.”

The maid captain changed the subject with a sighing voice.

“Originally, Your Highness would have received the same or similar punishment as them.”

However, it was temporarily concluded with confinement because he was a child who hadn’t undergone his coming-of-age ceremony and to protect the royal family’s honor.

“Therefore, how Your Highness behaves during this confinement will determine your treatment after the coming-of-age ceremony.”

Rumors were already circulating that the Emperor had decided to exile the 2nd Prince to the harsh southern regions, but one never knew.

‘Though the Emperor is said to be cold toward his own blood, looking at his recent actions, that’s not entirely true.’

Not only was he showing unusual affection for the 1st Princess, whom he usually ignored, but he had also begun building modest friendships with other princes.

“The only thing Your Highness can rely on now is the Emperor’s mercy. So please endure and bear with it, even if you dislike it.”

“Are you telling me to flatter The Emperor now? Don’t be ridiculous! Why should I when I’ve done nothing wrong!”

Just where did it all go wrong?

The maid captain looked at Lloyd with cold eyes and continued speaking.

“Don’t act like a child. Throwing tantrums is only appropriate when you can afford to do so.”

“What, what did you say?”

“Show even a little sign of reflecting on your wrongs, and pray that the Emperor will show mercy.”

The outside world wasn’t kind enough to indulge the tantrums of a child who had nothing.

The maid captain, who had escaped the shadow of the Redcliff Marquess’s house early and become independent, knew this fact better than anyone.

“That’s the only way Your Highness can survive.”

As soon as the maids finished cleaning up, the maid captain turned around.

“Where are you going! Bring food again!”

“Today’s meal was the bread and stew Your Highness overturned. There is no ‘again.'”

“What? Don’t be ridiculous! Are you planning to starve a prince!”

“Those who don’t know the value of food don’t deserve to eat.”

The maid captain lightly pushed up the glasses perched on her nose.

“Therefore, there will be no meals until you say you’ll eat anything.”

“Don’t be ridiculous! Damn it! Damn it! When I get out, I’ll tear you apart first! Aaaaah!”

She left the room, leaving behind Lloyd, who was screaming in uncontrollable rage.

“Maid Captain, are you really going to do that? He’s still a prince…”

One maid voiced her concern, but the maid captain didn’t even blink.

“It’s a process he has to go through anyway.”

A sad expression briefly crossed the maid captain’s expressionless face.

“Since he’s never lost anything before, he needs to practice losing things.”

Otherwise, when he truly realizes he’s lost something big and important later, he might not be able to get back up.

“You all go and do your work.”

The maid captain immediately composed the sadness that had crossed her face.

And she pointed out strictly as usual, as if nothing had happened.

“Just because the master is confined doesn’t mean we should neglect the palace’s management. The palace is the master’s face. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Maid Captain!”

While the maids complained that the new maid captain was strict, they followed her words like a knife. They too knew that she was as strict with herself as she was with others.

Bang, bang, crash.

Meanwhile, sounds of something being smashed could be heard continuously from the 2nd Prince’s chamber. It was the struggle of a child filled with resentment, still unable to accept what had happened to him.

* * *

“You couldn’t find her.”

“Yes, that’s correct. There wasn’t a single person in the Empire who knew the whereabouts of someone called Kayla Angel.”

Philip, the vice-captain of the Gloria Knights, glanced at his superior.

Jerome Crowner, the knight captain, wore a deliberately serious expression.

“But why are you looking for that assassin? Since she’s said to work under The Emperor, she’s more likely to be in the Holy Kingdom than the Empire.”

“…It’s a bit strange.”

“What’s strange?”

“You know that the Breath of Angels, which was the continent’s top assassination organization, was disbanded around the year before last.”

The notorious assassination group called the Breath of Angels didn’t just kill people. They collected all kinds of information across the continent, searched for rare items, and dirtied their hands with all sorts of filthy work on behalf of the powerful.

“And Kayla Angel, that woman was the captain of the Breath of Angels. You must have heard of the reputation of the Crimson Reaper at least once.”

“Ah, I know about that. I heard you once fought against the captain.”

“Right, it was absolute chaos that time. Those crazy bastards, who knew they’d send an assassin even to a battlefield barracks.”

The memory of that day left deep trauma for The Duke as well.

Jerome took a deep breath and continued.

“Anyway, around the time the Breath of Angels collapsed, a noble official investigating the incident said something like this. There was internal strife within the organization, and in the process, it seemed the captain of the Breath of Angels was killed.”

How could he have completely forgotten such a fact?

He had no interest in assassination groups and had never been involved with them, so he had just let it go in one ear and out the other.

“What I saw couldn’t have been a ghost, so it must have been Kayla Angel who faked her death and survived.”

Jerome muttered with a furrowed brow.

“But most assassins don’t believe in God, and they’d grind their teeth at the Holy Kingdom.”

An assassin who didn’t believe in God suddenly working for the Holy See?

It felt strangely unsettling, like forcing mismatched puzzle pieces together.

“The Holy Kingdom also despises assassins and mercenaries who kill people for money. So how could they entrust such important documents to an assassin?”

Jerome tapped the desk a few times with his fingertips, then turned his head.

“Philip, sorry, but I need you to find out more about Kayla Angel. Look into the Breath of the Angel in more detail too. If possible, seek cooperation from the Holy Kingdom as well.”

“Understood.”

The Duke, who had been looking out the window, muttered to himself.

“The attack incident last time, and how there were so many assassins among the enemies we faced in the subjugation campaign—I have a bad feeling about this.”

His voice carried anxiety as he repeated “bad feeling” several times.

* * *

“Your Majesty!”

Exactly three months after the banquet celebrating the success of the subjugation campaign had ended.

The Bentrum Imperial Capital was thrown into chaos with untimely screams.

“Your Majesty, please regain consciousness! Your Imperial Majesty!”

It was because Emperor Cabellius III had suddenly collapsed in his study, coughing up blood.

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