27. The corpse in the next room
What could that sound be?
What could that sound be?
That sound, and even the smell she was smelling right now, were extremely ominous. What had been brushing her nose for a while was the pungent smell of freshly spilled blood that Daphne had smelled when she was young.
The moment Asherad stepped into the room, the glowstone's light suddenly turned on.
“Ahhhhh!”
Daphne let out a truly desperate scream as she tried to tear herself away from the one who was holding her, but Asherad had no intention of letting her go.
“It looks like it took some time for him to die.”
As he looked at Fabian, who was tied to a chair and lay dying with his eyes wide open, Asherad smiled bitterly.
“Ahh, ahhh!”
If he were to become Daphne's world, then Daphne's world had to be empty.
Daphne saw Fabian's body. It was definitely Fabian. She moved her whole body and struggled to get to him, but Asherad would not let her go.
“Let go, let go! Aaah! Let go of it!”
She screamed like crazy. Fabian's body was so pale that it looked like all the blood had drained from it.
“No way, no way!”
“He was alive until just recently.”
Even though she wanted to collect Fabian's body, Asherad would not let Daphne go. She beat Asherad's body roughly.
“Why, why! Why on earth!”
Daphne screamed in agony. Asherad looked at her and said indifferently.
“But I kept him alive as long as possible, Daphne. He died slowly, bleeding out.”
“Ugh, ugh!”
Daphne looked at the monster holding her in its arms. She saw Asherad, or rather the monster, in its wide-open eyes. The monster snickered. Tears fell from her eyes.
“Yeah, that’s right. When you and I roll around together.”
“...”
“This kid was dying in the next room. I don’t know if he heard you and me talking.”
Daphne tried to struggle and was caught by him again. Instead, she could only make sounds that allowed her to move freely.
Daphne moved her legs at the screams of despair, the screams of agony.
“I don’t like it, I don’t like it anymore!”
“...”
“Stop it, please stop! Just kill me!”
Daphne screamed. Asherad was observing Daphne's appearance as if it was amused. Fabian, tied to a chair, died, bleeding.
Fabian did nothing wrong.
The only crime was trying to save her from a difficult situation, from someone who was born unfortunate and destined to live an unhappy life.
Her misfortune has consumed Fabian!
"Daphne."
“Go away! Get out of here!”
Poor Fabian! Daphne shouted without hesitation at this moment to the human who had completely ruined her life.
“Your Highness, I hate you! I hate you!”
Daphne looked at Asherad and shouted. Asherad looked at her and said with a puzzled expression.
“Do you have the right to hate me, Daphne?”
It was the same affectionate words as always, which made Daphne feel even crazier.
The place Daphne returned to was once again the musty maid's room. It was Daphne's lonely and unfortunate place, where no one wanted to visit.
"Daphne."
Daphne opened her eyes at Sarah's voice. She sat up in the creaking bed. Sarah held out the water. Daphne drank it down in gulps. As her chapped and cracked lips drank the water, she could taste the pungent taste of blood.
“Are you okay, Daphne?”
Daphne didn't know what to say as she listened to Sarah's concerned words.
She ended up carrying someone else's death on her shoulders. She ended up feeling guilty for the rest of her life. She also lost a friend. She lost someone who had pitied her and loved her.
She lost everything.
Just because of her strange life, she got a man involved in her worthless life and killed him.
Daphne knew that Fabian would never disappear from her heart again.
“Fabian. Fabian is dead.”
“...”
“Someone died because of me.”
Daphne spoke to Sarah without realizing it. Sarah listened to her quietly.
“Who died because of you?”
Daphne had no one to trust, except Sarah, who occasionally showed her kindness.
“Actually, it wasn’t the first time.”
Sarah's gentle voice was as soft as a snake's scales. As Daphne nodded, a deflating sound was heard.
Daphne thought it was a sigh.
“It’s okay, Daphne.”
“...”
“It’s not your fault. Poor Daphne.”
Sarah hugged Daphne and stroked her head. Daphne weakly raised her head as she patted her back.
What should she do now? What will become of her? Daphne gasped for breath for a long time. She could no longer see even an inch ahead of her.
Daphne, who had been crying for a long time, realized that she was not only in trouble with Asherad, but also with another difficulty. The Emperor. The Emperor was after her.
Daphne bit her tongue and resisted the urge to die.
“How is His Majesty? Did he have any special remarks?”
If the Emperor had known that Daphne was trying to run away, he would not have left her alone. Didn't he even consider her a mother substitute?
She was captured by Asherad. And she had sex with him. The Emperor may have known that she had slept with Asherad.
Sarah, seeing her face starting to blur, spoke in a calm voice.
"Daphne."
“...”
“His Majesty the Emperor fell off his horse during the ritual practice for the ceremonial ceremony. He has not yet woken up.”
Daphne opened her eyes wide. The Emperor has fallen?
“Her Majesty the Empress and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince are looking after the state affairs.”
Her world, which she had always thought to be solid, was somehow moving. Asherad, which had always been quiet, finally began to move.
The Emperor regained consciousness after the horse fell, but still frequently lost consciousness. The young Empress was saddened by this and took full charge of his care.
She meticulously checked each and every medicine, utensil, and food that the Emperor was fed and applied to, all with her own hands. Those who knew the arrogant Kalista thought that the Empress had finally come to her senses.
Others said that she was trying so hard because she would surely be deposed if the Crown Prince ascended to the throne. This was natural.
The reason the Emperor took the young Kalista as his wife was to keep the Crown Prince in check.
Considering their age, it would have been natural for Kalista and Asherad to marry, but the Crown Prince of a country was left unmarried, with no family or wife to rely on, and the Emperor remarried.
In any case, Kalista looked sad in the eyes of those who came to visit the Emperor. The Empress, who always raised her eyes sharply and tried to suppress people, had disappeared without a trace, and the sight of a woman worried about losing her husband garnered quite a bit of sympathy.
“It’s really unfortunate for Her Majesty the Empress.”
“It hasn’t even been a year since she came here...”
The nobles clicked their tongues as they looked at Kalista and turned away. Kalista picked up a clean rag and wiped the sweat off the Emperor, who was lying down.
The sight seemed quite correct, but after the people disappeared, Kalista burst into laughter, clutching the rag.
“Ha, haha! Hahahaha!”
She threw a rag at the sleeping Emperor's face.
“What a funny old man. So disgusting. And you're not even dead.”
Kalista looked down at the Emperor's face. The Emperor's face was bloodshot as he fell. He was barely breathing. If there was one thing she had learned in this country, it was that Asherad's words were right.
Kalista had no allies, and she was powerless to escape her fate. Her homeland, Thalassa, had abandoned her. There was no way back.
Kalista cried, cursing her own fate, but wasn't it human nature to grow? She took Asherad's hand.
“Honey, die quickly.”
Kalista smiled beautifully, like a poisonous flower.
“Your Majesty. His Highness the Crown Prince has arrived.”
Kalista stood up. She looked at herself in the mirror on the nightstand and smoothed her hair.
The flowing hair was bothering her, so she quickly brushed it aside. It was the look in a woman's eyes that she didn't even show when she looked at her husband. She took a deep breath, examining her face.
Her face was overly excited for a mother seeing her 'son'.
“Tell him to come in.”
The door opened, and Asherad came in. Kalista felt her breath catch for a moment. Dressed in splendid red and gold for the ritual, Asherad looked like the incarnation of the sun god. He was that beautiful and captivating.
“How is my father?”
“Well, what do you think?”
Asherad smiled even more deeply at the flirtatious voice.
Kalista learned that not everything goes the way she wants it to. She also learned that not everything rolls out as it should.
She also learned that the pleasure you get when you work hard and achieve something is tremendous.
It was a very dangerous thing for her...
She lusted after this enchanting man before her. What should she do to win him over?
Asherad was a truly charming man.
The moment Asherad stepped into the room, the glowstone's light suddenly turned on.
“Ahhhhh!”
Daphne let out a truly desperate scream as she tried to tear herself away from the one who was holding her, but Asherad had no intention of letting her go.
“It looks like it took some time for him to die.”
As he looked at Fabian, who was tied to a chair and lay dying with his eyes wide open, Asherad smiled bitterly.
“Ahh, ahhh!”
If he were to become Daphne's world, then Daphne's world had to be empty.
Daphne saw Fabian's body. It was definitely Fabian. She moved her whole body and struggled to get to him, but Asherad would not let her go.
“Let go, let go! Aaah! Let go of it!”
She screamed like crazy. Fabian's body was so pale that it looked like all the blood had drained from it.
“No way, no way!”
“He was alive until just recently.”
Even though she wanted to collect Fabian's body, Asherad would not let Daphne go. She beat Asherad's body roughly.
“Why, why! Why on earth!”
Daphne screamed in agony. Asherad looked at her and said indifferently.
“But I kept him alive as long as possible, Daphne. He died slowly, bleeding out.”
“Ugh, ugh!”
Daphne looked at the monster holding her in its arms. She saw Asherad, or rather the monster, in its wide-open eyes. The monster snickered. Tears fell from her eyes.
“Yeah, that’s right. When you and I roll around together.”
“...”
“This kid was dying in the next room. I don’t know if he heard you and me talking.”
Daphne tried to struggle and was caught by him again. Instead, she could only make sounds that allowed her to move freely.
Daphne moved her legs at the screams of despair, the screams of agony.
“I don’t like it, I don’t like it anymore!”
“...”
“Stop it, please stop! Just kill me!”
Daphne screamed. Asherad was observing Daphne's appearance as if it was amused. Fabian, tied to a chair, died, bleeding.
Fabian did nothing wrong.
The only crime was trying to save her from a difficult situation, from someone who was born unfortunate and destined to live an unhappy life.
Her misfortune has consumed Fabian!
"Daphne."
“Go away! Get out of here!”
Poor Fabian! Daphne shouted without hesitation at this moment to the human who had completely ruined her life.
“Your Highness, I hate you! I hate you!”
Daphne looked at Asherad and shouted. Asherad looked at her and said with a puzzled expression.
“Do you have the right to hate me, Daphne?”
It was the same affectionate words as always, which made Daphne feel even crazier.
***
The place Daphne returned to was once again the musty maid's room. It was Daphne's lonely and unfortunate place, where no one wanted to visit.
"Daphne."
Daphne opened her eyes at Sarah's voice. She sat up in the creaking bed. Sarah held out the water. Daphne drank it down in gulps. As her chapped and cracked lips drank the water, she could taste the pungent taste of blood.
“Are you okay, Daphne?”
Daphne didn't know what to say as she listened to Sarah's concerned words.
She ended up carrying someone else's death on her shoulders. She ended up feeling guilty for the rest of her life. She also lost a friend. She lost someone who had pitied her and loved her.
She lost everything.
Just because of her strange life, she got a man involved in her worthless life and killed him.
Daphne knew that Fabian would never disappear from her heart again.
“Fabian. Fabian is dead.”
“...”
“Someone died because of me.”
Daphne spoke to Sarah without realizing it. Sarah listened to her quietly.
“Who died because of you?”
Daphne had no one to trust, except Sarah, who occasionally showed her kindness.
“Actually, it wasn’t the first time.”
Sarah's gentle voice was as soft as a snake's scales. As Daphne nodded, a deflating sound was heard.
Daphne thought it was a sigh.
“It’s okay, Daphne.”
“...”
“It’s not your fault. Poor Daphne.”
Sarah hugged Daphne and stroked her head. Daphne weakly raised her head as she patted her back.
What should she do now? What will become of her? Daphne gasped for breath for a long time. She could no longer see even an inch ahead of her.
Daphne, who had been crying for a long time, realized that she was not only in trouble with Asherad, but also with another difficulty. The Emperor. The Emperor was after her.
Daphne bit her tongue and resisted the urge to die.
“How is His Majesty? Did he have any special remarks?”
If the Emperor had known that Daphne was trying to run away, he would not have left her alone. Didn't he even consider her a mother substitute?
She was captured by Asherad. And she had sex with him. The Emperor may have known that she had slept with Asherad.
Sarah, seeing her face starting to blur, spoke in a calm voice.
"Daphne."
“...”
“His Majesty the Emperor fell off his horse during the ritual practice for the ceremonial ceremony. He has not yet woken up.”
Daphne opened her eyes wide. The Emperor has fallen?
“Her Majesty the Empress and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince are looking after the state affairs.”
Her world, which she had always thought to be solid, was somehow moving. Asherad, which had always been quiet, finally began to move.
***
The Emperor regained consciousness after the horse fell, but still frequently lost consciousness. The young Empress was saddened by this and took full charge of his care.
She meticulously checked each and every medicine, utensil, and food that the Emperor was fed and applied to, all with her own hands. Those who knew the arrogant Kalista thought that the Empress had finally come to her senses.
Others said that she was trying so hard because she would surely be deposed if the Crown Prince ascended to the throne. This was natural.
The reason the Emperor took the young Kalista as his wife was to keep the Crown Prince in check.
Considering their age, it would have been natural for Kalista and Asherad to marry, but the Crown Prince of a country was left unmarried, with no family or wife to rely on, and the Emperor remarried.
In any case, Kalista looked sad in the eyes of those who came to visit the Emperor. The Empress, who always raised her eyes sharply and tried to suppress people, had disappeared without a trace, and the sight of a woman worried about losing her husband garnered quite a bit of sympathy.
“It’s really unfortunate for Her Majesty the Empress.”
“It hasn’t even been a year since she came here...”
The nobles clicked their tongues as they looked at Kalista and turned away. Kalista picked up a clean rag and wiped the sweat off the Emperor, who was lying down.
The sight seemed quite correct, but after the people disappeared, Kalista burst into laughter, clutching the rag.
“Ha, haha! Hahahaha!”
She threw a rag at the sleeping Emperor's face.
“What a funny old man. So disgusting. And you're not even dead.”
Kalista looked down at the Emperor's face. The Emperor's face was bloodshot as he fell. He was barely breathing. If there was one thing she had learned in this country, it was that Asherad's words were right.
Kalista had no allies, and she was powerless to escape her fate. Her homeland, Thalassa, had abandoned her. There was no way back.
Kalista cried, cursing her own fate, but wasn't it human nature to grow? She took Asherad's hand.
“Honey, die quickly.”
Kalista smiled beautifully, like a poisonous flower.
“Your Majesty. His Highness the Crown Prince has arrived.”
Kalista stood up. She looked at herself in the mirror on the nightstand and smoothed her hair.
The flowing hair was bothering her, so she quickly brushed it aside. It was the look in a woman's eyes that she didn't even show when she looked at her husband. She took a deep breath, examining her face.
Her face was overly excited for a mother seeing her 'son'.
“Tell him to come in.”
The door opened, and Asherad came in. Kalista felt her breath catch for a moment. Dressed in splendid red and gold for the ritual, Asherad looked like the incarnation of the sun god. He was that beautiful and captivating.
“How is my father?”
“Well, what do you think?”
Asherad smiled even more deeply at the flirtatious voice.
Kalista learned that not everything goes the way she wants it to. She also learned that not everything rolls out as it should.
She also learned that the pleasure you get when you work hard and achieve something is tremendous.
It was a very dangerous thing for her...
She lusted after this enchanting man before her. What should she do to win him over?
Asherad was a truly charming man.
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