"There was nothing."
"What?"
The crowd was in an uproar. Madame Pinatelli bowed her waist and answered.
"I would like to inform you that we searched all of Her Highness's spaces, including the bedroom and living room, but were unable to find anything that could be considered a token."
"That can't be possible!"
The head maid made a loud noise without realizing it.
Then, when she realized that she had dared to shout at the Queen Mother's associates, she spoke again.
"Well, that can't be possible. Mrs. Pinatelli, you must have missed something. Did you also look through the princess's closet and bedroom?"
She was shocked and didn't even have the presence of mind to refine the words pouring out of her mouth.
"Are you saying that I would have successfully handled the task that Her Majesty the Queen herself entrusted to me?".
Mrs. Pinatelli responded with a cold look.
"Well, that's not it."
"Because time was running out and it was an important matter involving Her Highness's honor, we searched the crossroads at the same time with 100 maids. I searched everywhere. I swear to my God. I didn't pass up a single rat. There was no proof."
Madame Pinatelli stood up to her.
"And Madam Cuisine. A Princess's wardrobe? Don't you think that's a very arrogant thing to say for a species like ours? Please address Her Highness properly."
She even went so far as to point out the rudeness of the head maid.
"Be careful. The dignity of a royal maid is not visible anywhere in your words or actions."
Madame Cuisine was very embarrassed.
"Why are you pushing me?"
Her nervous face turned pale.
"You don't even have proof, what on earth happened?"
She couldn't figure out why Mrs. Pinatelli was so aggressive towards her.
This is because she is clearly the Queen Mother and has no reason to hold a grudge against the Prince Regent or her.
Medea smiled to herself.
'Why, Cuisine? Mrs. Pinatelli is trying to take your place.'
She gazed quietly at Madame Pinatelli. There was light grass under her dress.
Like that morning.
Early in the morning the day after Medea returned from rescuing Neril, she went to the northern garden of the palace.
"What are you doing at this hour, Princess?"
A place with few people and not even mountain birds.
But she knew of the quiet visitors who came here.
"It's been a while, Mrs. Pinatelli."
Medea chose, someone who would take down Cuisine on her behalf.
"How is it? I think I can make your wish come true."
'Mrs. Pinatelli's last name before adoption was Sachin.'
A long time ago, Duke Claudio used the previous King's seal to falsely accuse and drive out Sachin, the Minister of the Palace.
After the Queen Mother's death, her identity was reported in the news.
[The Queen Mother's close associate's true Identity is revealed after her death!]
Mrs. Pinatelli survived alone after her father was executed and her family fell.
She washed her identity, changed her last name, and entered the palace. And as a result of her years of service, she became the Queen Mother's most trusted person.
However, what she truly wants is not by the Queen Mother's side.
'Becoming the royal maid and clearing the name of my disgraced father.'
Moreover, the person who framed the accusation was the Prince Regent.
No matter how hard the Prince Regent tried, he could not appease Madame Pinatelli because he was her old enemy.
There is no way that the head maid, Madame Cuisine, who was a commoner but entered the palace late, would know the inside story.
So there was no way that Medea and Madame Pinatelli were holding hands.
The relationship between the Queen Mother's strict closest maid and the naughty Princess would not have been in Madame Cuisine's script.
"Well, that can't be possible..."
"That's strange. Headmaid, why are you so sure? Like there has to be a token there?"
The head maid's face hardened as she was struck by Mrs. Pinatelli's sharp criticism.
Mrs. Pinatelli turned and bowed deeply to the Queen Mother.
"On the honor of Her Majesty the Queen Mother, I tell you that this is the truth. There was no proof whatsoever. But..."
Madame Pinatelli took a deep breath.
Her voice was solemn and captured everyone's attention, like an actor waiting for the atmosphere of the audience to ripen.
"Did you say Marieu?"
Then she turned and asked Marieu.
She swears it's not because she doesn't remember. In order to make Marieu's presence in the audience one more
time.
"The token was found in the maid's room."
"That can't be possible!"
Marieu was the flagship. Madame Pinatelli paid no heed to it and showed the azure object to the Queen Mother.
It was a light blue handkerchief bulging with something wrapped around it.
In the end, embroidery with golden thread was revealed.
"L. Larc Etienne..."
The Queen slowly read the letters on the embroidery. For a moment, the air was turbulent.
Are you referring to Minister of the Interior, Etienne?
The person the Princess, or rather the Princess's maid, fell in love with was that old, ugly man?
Everyone was astonished.
The minister's shining eyes came to mind and gave her goosebumps.
"Nonsense!"
The person who was more shocked than anyone else was Marieu herself.
'Why is that there!'
Why did the handkerchief that was supposed to be found in the Princess's bedroom come from my room!
"No. That's not true. That handkerchief is not mine. Someone did it!"
"Yes? Then this isn't yours either?"
Madame Pinatelli showed us the object the handkerchief was wrapped in.
A bracelet with dangling trumpet decorations sparkled brightly.
'Why is that... Excuse me!'
When the lost Samon bracelet came out, Marieu looked like she was going to faint.
There are not one, but two tokens. People exchanged meaningful glances.
"There are several maids who said they saw you walking around wearing this."
"No, no. This..."
"The bracelet is yours, but the handkerchief that was with it is not yours, are you going to say that?"
Madame Pinatelli pushed Marieu mercilessly.
"The minister didn't give me that bracelet!"
"Then? Who gave it to you?"
"Well, that's..."
"Don't tell a blatant lie that you bought it. We all know that the royal maid's official salary is not enough."
"I received it as a gift from someone else."
"Who else? Didn't you go around telling the maids that it was your mother's keepsake?"
"Well, that..."
Marieu got nervous and rolled her eyes.
"This trumpet pattern is strictly managed by the empire."
Mrs. Pinatelli, who was exposed to many jewels as a close associate of the Queen Mother, was able to properly recognize the bracelet.
"The person with the power to obtain this emblem and the wealth to give this expensive thing as a gift is one of the best in Valdina. If it's not the minister, who are you talking about?"
Marieu's eyes trembled in shock as her escape route was blocked one after another.
Her heart was pounding like it was going to explode and her lips were trembling.
She cannot tell them that she received that bracelet from Little Duke Claudio. Because right here, over there, was Samon's mother. Duchess Claudio.
No.
It was well-known how polarizing the Duchess was when it came to her son.
Marieu, too, had seen the Duchess deal with maids who approached her son several times with an angelic face.
'If I reveal my relationship with Samon here and now... She'll tear me to death. Would I really tolerate the Duchess, who is unappreciated by the ladies of many families? Rather, wouldn't they try to silence me by quietly eliminating it?'
So as not to tarnish her son's spotless reputation.
'If I tell you, I won't be able to see him anymore...'
So Marieu can't say much more. She shouldn't say it.
Marieu bit her lip, trying to keep her mind from fading. At that time.
"I guess Marieu's not the one who shared a secret love affair with the minister. Isn't that right, Marieu?"
Medea's voice was heard.
An unwavering voice. The calm expression on her face did not seem too surprised by this commotion. It was as quiet as water without any ripples.
Just as she knew the Minister's handkerchief would be with her.
As if she had predicted this entire situation.
Marieu's face turned pale.
'Then, she knowing everything...'
Only then did she realize.
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