The servant stood tall. He asked as if he couldn't believe his ears.
"Get out. Don't come back until I call you."
"Yes?"
"Damn, are your ears clogged?"
The distorted expression and the vicious voice speaking through the teeth remained the same.
The old servant nodded his head, fearing that sparks would fly.
"Yes, yes. Then please call me whenever you need."
Click.
The door closed.
***
A new guest has arrived at Claudio's mansion.
Marieu took care of Samon with utmost sincerity. Even his mother, Catherine, was moved by her caring care.
"You are Medea's handmaiden... Since when..."
"Ha. But I guess I'll have to ask Samon. Right now, that kid is insisting on you."
Catherine was not happy with Marieu, who had been expelled from the palace in disgrace.
However, all the caregivers ran away because they were fed up with Samon's hysteria. Even his mother couldn't handle Samon.
Marieu was now the only one who could appease her son, who had become a tyrant, without fear.
"Don't worry. It's my greatest pleasure to be able to help him."
Marieu answered with a blank ace.
She now looked more serene than a saint, free from her venom and desires.
"Put it aside."
He even helped Samon, who had difficulty moving, to the bathroom.
There was not a single bit of resentment on her face as she wiped the sweat flowing down her pretty face.
It seemed like she just wanted to relieve Samon's discomfort as quickly as possible.
Even a heartless man like Samon could not help but be shaken by her boundless, angelic nursing.
'My mother and the servants are now reluctant to come near me.'
Samon also felt that the people around him were becoming more insensitive day by day.
The fear he evoked through his fierce shouts was only momentary, and the servants of his subordinates also gradually became negligent.
'I've been abandoned by both the Fourth Princess and Katzen, so I think I'm finished now.'
But Marieu, the former lover whom Samon had cruelly abandoned, was surprisingly devoted even in the face of his most miserable state.
'This girl will accept anything.'
Samon's eyes, lost in thought, shone with a sly color for the first time in a long while.
'Recovery comes first, above all else.'
He had to get up from his seat as soon as possible and get back at that damn bitch, Medea, for making him like this.
'She's done it. Just like she fooled us three years ago, she's luring me this time too...'
If he hadn't been locked in the basement and lost consciousness. Samon's right leg might have been intact.
At that painful realization, Samon gritted his teeth and vowed revenge.
'You fucking bastards, I'm going to make you suffer exactly a hundred times what I'm going through right now.'
"What?"
At that moment, Samon opened his eyes wide at the soft sensation touching his forehead. Marieu was looking at him with concern.
"I was just thinking about something bad. I want you to be comfortable."
The fact that Marieu was so innocent that she was foolish wasn't a bad thing for Samon at the moment.
Samon barely nodded.
Even he knew her fractions.
She cared for Samon day and night without expecting anything in return or asking him to be his wife.
He was really stupid to not recognize such a useful pattern and throw away his child just because he had him.
Although her lineage and status were inferior, her looks were still to Samon's taste.
'Where else can I find a woman as pretty and devoted to me as Marieu?'
The thoughts continued on and on into the past.
'Well, there was no need to kill the child back then. I didn't know that the 4th Princess would act like this. No, it wasn't a bad judgment. If I hadn't killed the child back then, I would have died first by Peleus' sword.'
Samon regretted the mistakes of the past that were let go.
If he had the chance again, he wouldn't do it.
Why wasn't he so clever when he could have taken the Princess's place without abandoning Marieu?
"It's late, but Maria, about the child... I'm really sorry."
After a brief reminiscence, Samon awkwardly offered an apple.
Because he instinctively knew that he needed to let go of the past if he wanted to keep Marieu by his side until she recovered.
"I shouldn't have done that back then. You and the child. I was too harsh-"
But Samon could not finish his speech.
Marieu looked at him with surprised eyes as he held down the hand that was covering her mouth.
"Don't talk about it. It's all in the past. Let's leave our past in the past."
Marieu smiled with gentle eyes.
“Marieu…”
"I still love you, Samon."
Her silent confession of love made Samon feel proud. He nodded and said.
"Yeah. We're still young, so we'll have another child."
"There must be something to be gained from treating me like this, Marieu."
It was at that moment that Marieu's face, which had been smiling like a painting, wavered for a moment.
It was a ripple like a stone thrown into calm water.
"...Sure."
Marieu, whose face had returned to its gentle state, nodded. However, her voice was muffled and choked as if she was strangled.
"I will give my last name to our first child. Even if my mother objects. I will definitely add it to the family register."
Samon spoke in a haughty tone, not even noticing the change. It was certainly a considerable concession, considering his temperament.
Even three years ago, when they were at their most passionate, Samon drew the line without even opening his mouth to make promises he could never keep.
Now it was clear how deeply Marieu occupied Samon's heart.
"I'm so happy, darling."
Marieu leaned her cheek against his chest with an expression of moved rapture.
"Thank you too. For opening your heart to me, Darling. I will always be there for you."
Samon happily touched her shoulder as she spoke sweetly like honey.
After a while, Marieu checked her watch and got up.
"Oh, it's already mealtime. I'll bring it."
"You don't have to go. Just have the maid do it."
Samon tried to dissuade her.
"No, I want to be devoted to you, Darling."
After closing the door and coming out, Marieu walked down the hallway. Just then, she ran into a maid coming out of the kitchen.
"Are you taking it to him?"
"Yes. I was just about to bring it to master along with the medicine."
"Give it to me."
Marieu looked down at the cart containing food.
"Oh no. The stew is already cold. If you were a patient, would you choke on something cold? Reheat this."
The maid now felt that even her master's woman was trying to influence her, so she stuck out her tongue.
But since she knew that the owner only hung around with this woman these days, she had no choice but to head to the kitchen.
'The manager. It's cooled down enough to eat.'
"...All right."
While the maid was away.
After making sure that no one was around, Marieu took the powder out of her bosom.
"Huh? What is this strong medicine for, young lady?"
The old herbalist's suspicious gaze was vivid in her eyes.
"Remember, you should only use the amount as small as a fingernail at a time. If you deviate even slightly from the recommended amount, you will become completely infertile. Then, even if the god Hella were alive, she would not be able to save the seeds that have all died in the lower part of the body!"
A colorless and odorless powder was sprinkled evenly over the food that Samon was going to eat.
The amount of powder scattered was far larger than the size of a baby's fingernail.
Marieu stared at the mirror in the hallway.
There was a woman there, soft and beautiful, still alluring.
"Another irony, darling. There's no such thing."
Samon, you will never have that. I won't allow it.
"Here it is. I brought it back boiling hot."
"Yes. Thanks for your hard work."
Meanwhile, the maid returned and placed the stew bowl on the cart.
Hehehehe-
As Marieu walked down the hallway to the bedroom where Samon was, pushing a cart, a faint, humming sound echoed.
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