TCIWTFY - Part 2 Chapter 192

[ I will defeat the black dragon and save the world from chaos. ]

The story began with the appearance of a well-groomed hero in shining armor.

[ I will help you, and with our light, I will bring the dawn to this world again.)

And even a beautiful Queen.

The two soon fell in love.

The Queen helped the hero in various ways and finally succeeded in defeating the black dragon's army and driving away the darkness.

[ Queen of the Dawn, I'm sorry, now the light must be mine.l

However, the hero, blinded by power, betrayed the Queen.

He wanted to monopolize the flame of dawn.

"Oh my God! Oh no!"

The audience opened their mouths at the passionate performance of the actors wearing colorful masks.

Jason, who sat on one side of the audience, watched the play with an expressionless face.

[ Hero, you were my everything!! ]

His red eyes didn't even move.

Meanwhile, the drama reached its climax.

[ How can this be! Even animals don't harm their own children!! ]

On stage, the actress who played the Queen screamed while holding the child in her arms.

Then she raised her sword to the sky.

[ Everything you loved will betray you! Even death will never accept you! ]

The final scene curses the hero who betrayed her. At that very moment.

Drurl!

"Grand Duke Castullo?"

Jason jumped up from his seat

"Are you okay? Your face...."

The nobleman beside him looked at Jason's face and asked in surprise, but he left the audience without responding.

Behind him, Medea quietly stood up from her seat.

***

Medea looked at the stage expressionlessly through the black veil.

What is unfolding on stage now is the past lives of the two that she adapted for herself.

Seeing Jason leave as if running away, Medea quietly stood up.

"1st Princess, where are you going?"

The Fourth Princess, Angelique, spoke curiously.

"I'm going to take a break and come back. I'm a little dizzy."

"Oh. Right. I was like that when I had Angelique. Even if I stayed still, I couldn't sleep."

Eastern Empress stepped forward to clear the atmosphere and let Medea leave.

"You don't have to follow me."

Medea said to the maids who were about to follow.

"But the safety of Your Highness..."

"This is not a villa. Who in my palace would dare to harm me?"

Separating the maids, Medea walked down the hall alone.

As she got farther away from the outdoor theater, the noise that used to be louder and louder became more and more frequent.

Now all that echoed in the hallway was the sound of her footsteps and the occasional hem of her dress on the floor.

At that moment, someone stood in Medea's way. A shadow fell over her head.

Medea stopped in her steps and moved.

However, the shadow seemed to have no intention of getting out of the way.

Medea slowly lifted the black veil.

"Grand Duke Castullo."

Jason stood in front of her.

"Did you mean to show it to me?"

His voice was low, but his anger was clearly felt in his distorted voice.

"I'm glad you noticed."

"How could I not know?"

A raspy sound, filled with suppressed emotions, leaked out from him.

"Do you want to mock and insult me? Is that what you want, Medea? Then go ahead. If that's how you vent your anger, I'll do it as many times as you want."

His red eyes glowed dangerously.

"As soon as I heard that he was dead, I ran like crazy to the Iceberg."

His voice was twisted a lot.

"And you found him and saved his damn life. That's so like you, Medea."

"..."

"Cesare, he's not a big deal either. If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have even been found dead in the snow."

He chuckled.

"No. He was already terminally ill and should have already died, but you saved him, Dea. You saved him. You resurrected him."

He seemed to be angry, but he muttered aimlessly.

The laughter that could be heard from time to time seemed to be sobbing.

"But that's just about it. Isn't it?"

Jason smiled sweetly.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was as fragile as glass.

"It's nothing compared to what you've done for me. It's just the tip of an iceberg."

"Stop talking crazy."

"Sounds crazy? Yes, I think it's a little crazy."

How can I be sane? He muttered lowly.

"You did something that no one else on this continent could do. Only for me."

Jason's gaze twisted.

"I can't forget it. I feel like your hands and cheeks are still touching me."

"Are you going to admit it now? Whenever you take away my credit and pretend to be a hero."

Despite Medea's point, Jason did not waver.

"That's right. Because you loved me then."

He took a step closer.

A long, black shadow covered her toes.

The sound of metal cracked roughly.

"So even now, I'm the one you love more."

Medea frowned. She took a step back and distanced herself from him.

"...You're crazy"

"When you chose him, it wasn't as good as it was back then. Isn't that right?"

Medea stared at him reluctantly. It was a disgusting look that even an answer was a waste.

But Jason didn't stop.

"He can't make up for the marks I left on you. Dea, you're going to live with me in your arms for the rest of my life. That's my punishment and my salvation."

Red eyes flashed.

"I regretted hurting you to death, but now I'd rather be happy. Because I still remain deeply in you. In that pain, I still remain."

There was a mixture of contempt and joy for him, which he comforted himself with.

A hot hand grabbed Medea's wrist. A greenish gaze brushed the back of her hand.

"Do you deserve it?"

"There is no way."

Jason's lips twisted.

"Marriage is all you can do with that guy."

He glared at Medea's belly and continued speaking.

"Dea, you and I had children. Can Cesare surpass that time? Lian and Leah-"

"Jason."

A voice colder than ice fell.

Medea coldly shook her hand.

"If you had a conscience, you wouldn't have dared to mention those children."

Jason knew that there was a sense of life hidden in the calm voice.

"It's a pity you couldn't dig out my heart, Medea."

He sneered.

"Yes."

Medea's approval cut down on his chest.

"It's terrible that you're alive."

Jason shook his head with a distorted face that stirred his heart.

"Medea, you have taken away all my honor, power, and authority in this life. But you didn't kill me like Claudio did. Do you know what that means?"

Jason grabbed Medea's shoulder.

"It means that your feelings for me are still there. It's proof that our love can never be erased."

"..."

"You didn't forget me!"

"What should I do?"

Medea was as hard as a rock facing the waves even in front of him.

"What I did with you wasn't love."

She laughed.

"Don't deny it, Medea."

"You must be the one who wants to deny it. Jason, I don't call it love. It's charity."

Medea shook her head.

"What I gave you, what I shared, what I wanted to give. The world calls that sympathy."

"Lie! That's your hypocrisy. I admit it! I may have changed my mind, but I didn't hide the fact that I loved you. But you!"

Jason's eyes lit up.

"You know, I didn't know until I met Cesare. What is true affection, what is Love?"

"Medea!"

He seemed to be about to explode.

His lips trembled as he gritted his teeth, and veins swelled on the back of his hand.

"Cesare, he taught me one by one."

Medea exhaled quietly.

"Why are you upset? Jason, you are the one who used me under the guise of love."

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