The reports Mrs. Pinatelli had brought were lying everywhere.
This is because the Queen Mother was so angry that she threw the documents and scattered them.
"Are you stealing the palace's wealth to fill your own stomach? You're crazy to touch something that belongs to Medea!"
"Yes, Your Majesty. Even the personal items used by Her Highness the Princess were replaced with low-quality products and documents were falsified."
Mrs. Pinatelli added.
"The maids from the Princess's palace who were dealt with earlier were also those who participated in the embezzlement under Madame Cuisine's orders."
The dead were speechless and were completely transformed into Madame Cuisine's minions.
She obviously added something, so she wasn't telling the truth that it wasn't there at all.
By appropriately mixing truth and lies, a natural probability was created that supported Mrs. Cuisine's corruption.
"Ha! Her liver is also big. The liver is very overboard!"
"The Queen's Palace is the most neglected place in the palace, so he thought no one would be interested."
"How can such a cunning and shady woman be the royal maid?"
Moreover, what makes the Queen Mother most angry is,
"How dare you use me to attack Medea? Is her mind overboard?!"
No matter how cold she is, would she throw away her own granddaughter with her own hands?
The Queen Mother trembled as if she had forgotten the harsh words she had hurled at Medea.
'The second son said that Cuisine had planned this to kick me out.'
That day, she remembered what the maid who betrayed her granddaughter had said. She said that if it were her son who removed Madame Cuisine as a royal maid.
'Did Cuisine really commit all these corruptions alone?"
At that time, the maid who had been entrusted with guarding Medea came running.
"Your Majesty, Princess have collapsed!"
***
The Queen Mother hurriedly rushed over and looked at her unconscious granddaughter.
"She had already collapsed when we arrived."
The Princess, who was hurriedly brought into the chapel, had no blood at all.
"Why did you discover it so late? Did no one knows that this was the case?"
"Your Majesty the Queen said not to let anyone approach..."
The maid answered hesitantly.
The Queen Mother was embarrassed by her granddaughter's condition, which was much worse than she had heard from reports.
She survived for five days wearing one thin dress?
"Why are her lips all chapped? You should have given her some medicine."
"B-But Your Majesty never told me not to give her a sip of water..."
"Since when have you kept my words like gold? Don't you even notice!"
The Queen Mother huffed. She became angry because of the lack of awareness of her subordinates.
She glanced slightly at the fallen Medea.
"You're like a spoiled girl. You're trying to harass this old woman. Isn't that right?"
"Yes? Yeah..."
"What are you talking about? How dare you!"
The Queen Mother seemed to just want to be angry. Her maids did not know what to do.
"What are you doing, the Princess has collapsed and are you going to make her spend the night on this cold floor?"
"Yes? Well, then..."
"We should move to the palace! You go and bring the doctor!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Didn't you scold the fallen Princess just a little while ago?
The maid was puzzled by the Queen Mother's completely unpredictable reaction.
Mrs. Pinatelli would have read her intentions, but she was away for a moment.
With frost-like shouts, the maids lifted the Princess up and carried her on their backs. Even then, the Princess could not come to her senses.
"To the Princess's palace!"
The white hand fell helplessly.
The Queen Mother's face turned pale.
For a moment, she remembered the time when she was checking her son's body.
The terrible memory of that day when she groped for her son, who had lost all vitality and had become frozen like a piece of paper.
"Medea!"
She quickly turned her granddaughter over. Only after checking her frail breathing, did she let her maid carry Medea on her back again.
Late at night. The Princess's palace was in turmoil.
This was also because the Princess, who was being punished in front of the chapel, was carried away and collapsed.
Above all, it was because the Queen Mother, who rarely moved her body, came.
"Wow, to see Her Majesty the Queen Mother. Infinite, glory be with the light of Valdina-"
"Now that's done, serve your master properly."
The Queen Mother frowned.
The Princess's palace was filled with a cold chill.
No matter how gloomy the evening was, she had an empty feeling that no one was living there. She was dissatisfied with the young faces who seemed to be unfamiliar with palace etiquette.
Why are there so many idiots around the Princess?
"It is said that the former head maid sent all the children away because they caused problems. Instead, they were replaced with girls who had just entered the palace."
Madam Pinatelli, who returned, gave a tip.
"Cuisine, that unscrupulous thing caused a stir until the end."
The Queen Mother frowned and looked around the palace.
"We thank God for His Majesty the Queen's generosity. Her Royal Highness will not forget your kindness."
"Noisy. Did you think I didn't know that you were trying to boil this old woman with your tongue?"
As Madame Pinatelli smiled softly, the Queen Mother snapped, thinking that she did not know the story behind the Princess's constant news.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I guess it's because I'm getting older or my mind has become weaker."
At that time, the maid who was just coming out carrying a wet towel spotted the Queen Mother and stepped aside.
"See you, Her Majesty the Queen Mother."
"..."
The bedroom curtain was visible through the slightly open door.
Madame Pinatelli noticed that the Queen Mother's nerves were always focused on the bedroom where Medea would be lying.
Madame Pinatelli quietly went to the bedroom and opened the door.
The Queen Mother stepped inside as if she were possessed.
Madame Pinatelli lowered her eyes, hiding her smiling face.
***
It was a little lukewarm inside the Princess's bedroom.
It wasn't the firewood that heated the room, but the sound of the room boiling and breathing from the heat.
"It is done."
A maid standing by the bed found the Queen dowager and tried to wake Medea.
The Queen Mother waved her hand.
The order was for everyone to leave. Madame Pinatelli took out the maids inside.
Creak. The door was closed.
The Queen Mother looked around the bedroom in silence.
It was her first time visiting the Princess's palace and Medea.
However, the paint was peeling in various places and the crude decorations were an eyesore.
"After all this, you are the King's only daughter and sister..."
How can the Princess's room, the only one in this country, be so dirty?
The sheets Medea was lying on were also rough.
It wasn't a very low-class product, but it wasn't a high-end product suitable for use by royalty either.
"Ugh."
"...Are you conscious?"
At that time, Medea opened her eyes, boiling with fever. When she saw the Queen Mother standing next to her, she muttered blankly.
"Ah..."
Then he stretched out her trembling arm and squeezed the Queen Mother's sleeve.
Even though she had no strength, she was holding on so tightly that even though the veins on the back of her hand were all over, she wouldn't let go.
"Haha. I look exactly like your father's face, so in the future, when you miss your father, you can look at my face."
The Queen's mother and Medea's Father looked exactly alike.
At one point, her husband was upset because he only fucked his mother's face.
So it was not unreasonable for Medea, who was excited, to be mistaken.
"What, what, nonsense."
The Queen Mother was embarrassed and tried to shake off her arms but stopped abruptly.
This is because she found an old pendant next to the bed. The shape seemed strangely familiar.
Inside the open pendant, John.
It contained a portrait of her eldest son.
The portrait had been touched so much that the color had faded.
The Queen Mother looked down at the pendant and her feverish granddaughter for a moment, then turned her head and stood up.
"Your Majesty."
When the Queen Mother came out, everyone stood up as if they had been waiting.
"Your Highness's fever isn't going down. What do we do?"
She heard the maids chirping. The Queen Mother frowned at her.
"Has the palace been finalized yet? How can it take so long?"
"Well, that... Ah, here he comes."
At that moment, the maid who had gone to call the court lady returned. But she was empty-handed and alone.
"Your Majesty the Queen. Behold the infinite light of Valdina."
"It is done. Where is the doctor going and are you coming alone?"
The Queen Mother waved her hand to apologize and asked at once.
It was bizarre. In real-time, the medical room of the royal doctor residing in the palace and the Princess's palace were not that far away.
"He said he couldn't come right now because he was busy and that he would come as soon as he finished his visit, so he told me to go first."
"Is that possible? Didn't you explain the Princess's condition properly?"
"No! Her Highness Medea had collapsed, and her fever was like a ball of fire, so I repeatedly told him to come quickly..."
The maid protested as if it were unfair.
_But he can't come right now because he has to treat Princess Claudio's wounds..."
"Birna? Where and how did she get hurt?"
The Queen Mother reacted sensitively to the news that her beloved little granddaughter was injured.
It wouldn't be such a big deal if the doctor couldn't come for a visit right away.
"That is..."
The maid stuttered her answer.
She looked like she wasn't sure if it was okay to say this.
"Well, she cut her hand while opening the invitation."
"What are you saying?"
The Queen Mother asked back. It's like she can't believe it.
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