Connie couldn’t leave that spot for a while.
The excitement that filled her whole body made her head go blank, making her feel like she would collapse if she moved.
As the maid called out and paced back and forth, seeing Connie standing in the same place for hours, she finally moved her feet.
Though she stumbled, there was strength in her steps.
She entered the room, hoping this moment wasn’t a dream.
Connie stood in front of the vanity and looked at herself.
A flushed complexion on pale cheeks and upturned corners of her mouth showed the face of a happy person.
So this is how joyful revenge could be.
As Connie was savoring her reflection in the mirror, she hurriedly whispered to her bracelet, feeling it vibrate on her arm.
“Erina Bril Medelia.”
[ Coronation finished, departure, Connie please take care. ]Unable to convey long messages, more than half of the short content was concern for her.
Connie felt her warm heart through the artifact.
As warmth filled her heart like ripples spreading across a calm lake, Connie grabbed her wrist with the artifact and held it to her chest.
“My lord…”
“Ha, shit. You bitch.”
Connie was startled by a sudden voice behind her that she shouldn’t have heard, and quickly turned around.
Behind her stood Headton, who should have been locked in the room, staggering.
“H-How!”
“Hey, you think I’d come here without any precautions?”
Headton slowly approached Connie with a grotesquely distorted face, rubbing his wrist where red marks from iron chains remained.
“Don’t come.”
Pleased by Connie’s familiar frightened look, Headton took a step closer.
Connie stepped back.
But with the vanity right behind her, she could only tremble as she felt for it.
Connie quickly screamed to call for others.
“Is anyone out there!”
“Kekeke.”
Connie shuddered at the eerie laugh that didn’t sound human.
“Don’t worry. You’ll soon follow those bastards sprawled outside.”
“What…? No way!”
Suddenly, Headton swung his arm forcefully.
‘Thwack!’
The blow was too strong to be just a slap on the cheek, and with a loud sound, Connie fell sideways.
“Ah!”
“I thought father’s work was going too slowly, turns out you were the culprit.”
It took a while for her dazed head to return to its senses after being hit so hard.
Connie shook her dizzy head, trying to regain her composure.
“I sent you as a spy, but you betrayed us and became a spy for the Empire?”
Headton grabbed her hair and jerked her head back.
“Ugh!”
Simultaneously, he grabbed her wrist and scrutinized the artifact with eyes glinting with madness.
“Ah, so that’s why you said you didn’t know when I asked about that woman? To hide this.”
Headton gripped Connie’s wrist as if he would break it.
“Ahh!”
Connie habitually inhaled sharply, swallowing the pain that surged through her.
“How dare you, a lowly bastard, betray the country that fed and sheltered you?”
At that moment, Headton’s words penetrated Connie’s mind, paralyzed with fear.
Fed, sheltered, country.
“Non, nonsense.”
“What?”
“Stop spouting nonsense!”
Connie, finding strength from somewhere, swung her free arm and punched Headton in the face.
“Aaargh!”
Hit in the eye by the small fist swung with all her might, Headton let go of Connie and stumbled back, clutching his eye.
“You, little!”
Headton convulsed, covering his eye that wouldn’t open from the pain.
In pain as if a red-hot iron had been thrust into his eye, Headton stomped his feet and screamed.
“Urgh, aaargh!”
Connie, with disheveled hair, glared at him and ground out her words.
“Fed and sheltered? When did you ever! What exactly did you do for me!”
Overcome with anger, Connie yelled out loud for the first time.
The Kingdom of Trumto had done absolutely nothing for her since birth.
From the moment she was born, she had to grow up facing people’s contempt, even being disrespected by the palace maids to the point where she never had a proper meal.
She always maintained her life by greedily eating the leftovers of the royal family.
She would take short naps in a storage room that was barely fit to be called a room, always on guard, not knowing when someone might come to harass her.
What exactly had the Kingdom of Trumto, which he called her country, ever done for her?
While keeping her poor mother, who had been raped by the King of Trumto and gave birth to her, as a hostage, unable to die.
“This country was hell for me!”
Connie’s eyes fell on the pretty dark green shoes her husband, Pereman, had bought her as a gift, neatly placed beside her.
Without a second thought, Connie grabbed the shoe and brought it down on Headton’s head.
“Aaargh!”
Headton staggered and fell backward, writhing.
Seeing the blood trickling from Headton’s head where the shoe had hit, Connie trembled with ecstasy.
It had always been her bleeding on the floor.
But seeing Headton writhing like a bug in front of her, suffering, made her feel like she was going mad.
Her whole body tingled, intoxicated by the thrill of revenge she had never felt before.
Addicted to it, Connie smiled brightly as she raised the shoe with both hands to strike him again.
At that moment.
“Damn it!”
Headton suddenly got up with strength from somewhere and pushed Connie with all his might.
Connie was pushed back and fell over.
‘Thud!’
“Huk!”
Unfortunately, Connie hit the corner of the vanity behind her and collapsed to the side, losing strength.
Seeing Connie fall silently and curl up, Headton cackled, thinking he had won.
“You’re, nothing, special.”
Headton, still covering one eye that was still in pain from Connie’s punch, staggered as he looked at Connie.
In his blurry vision, blood was slowly spreading from Connie’s motionless body.
Startled, Headton shook his head to see clearly and looked at Connie again.
“What’s this.”
The blood spreading from her head began to soak the floor up to Headton’s feet.
“What, what’s this! Hey, Connie!”
As the thick, dark red blood spread out from Connie’s body, Headton urgently pushed her shoulder with his foot to lay her flat.
Her eyes, visible through the teal hair covering her face, were closed.
“Hey!”
Meanwhile, the blood continued to spread, making Headton’s shoes sticky.
“Get, up…”
Headton had no intention of killing her, even if he wanted to torment her.
He had come here to use Connie to live comfortably in the Empire.
He never meant to kill her.
As Headton was stepping back, about to turn and flee, he was startled by a man standing quietly in front of the door.
“Damn it!”
Headton tried to push past the man and escape in an instant, but knights who appeared from behind quickly subdued him.
“Let go! Let me go! Do you know who I am!?”
“Why wouldn’t I know you? You’re Headton, that piece of trash.”
As two knights grabbed his arms and forced him to kneel, the man who had stopped him, Count Pereman Jabel, cursed at Headton and hurriedly ran towards Connie.
“Connie!”
Pereman examined Connie with trembling eyes.
Worried that he might make things worse if he touched her wrong, he called out to Connie urgently as he heard a faint voice.
“Connie, Connie! Can you hear me?”
“…Look.”
Realizing the blood was coming from the back of her head as he heard Connie’s voice, Pereman held Connie in his arms and quickly used a handkerchief from his pocket to stop the gushing blood.
“Connie, please.”
“…”
“Let go!”
Unable to hear Connie’s faint voice over Headton’s squawking, Pereman urgently ordered.
“Lock that bastard up and guard him strictly! And call a doctor! Hurry!”
“Aaargh! Let go! I said let go!”
As the knights hurriedly dragged Headton away, Pereman began to hear Connie speaking quietly in his arms.
“My lord… I’m sorry.”
“Connie, my lady, please. What are you sorry for? You… So.”
Pereman pleaded with Connie, who was barely opening her eyes to look at him, in a choked voice.
“I’ve caught that bastard you hated. We only have happy days ahead of us now, right? Connie, please don’t lose consciousness.”
“With you…”
Connie tried to move her trembling hand to touch his face.
But seeing her hand covered in bright red blood in her blurry vision, she hesitated without touching Pereman’s face.
Holding her, Pereman took Connie’s hand and pressed it to his face, leaning into it.
“Having a child…, living… an ordinary life…, that was… my dream.”
Pereman bit his lip hard, holding back tears at her fading voice.
“Don’t just dream, we only have happy days ahead of us now. Please, Connie…”
Pereman nuzzled Connie’s hand, which was growing colder.
Connie smiled and spoke.
As if it were her final goodbye, in a clearer voice than before.
“There’s something…, I really want to say.”
“Tell me, my lady.”
Pereman widened his eyes, trying to engrave Connie’s image in his mind.
“I love you, Pereman. I’ve always… admired and loved you.”
“Connie.”
“Even though I’m… this kind of woman…, I love you…, who protected me… until the end.”
“Connie, no.”
“Tell the Count…, I’m sorry…”
Connie’s eyes, which had been barely open, slowly closed, and her head fell to the side.
“Connie.”
Pereman interlaced his fingers with Connie’s slipping hand and kissed her cold lips.
“I love you too, Connie. I’ve loved you since the moment I first saw you. You…, ah.”
Pereman held Connie in his arms and wept.
Connie, who had shyly said they only had happy days ahead, had finally breathed her last.
When scheming men desperately battle for her favor in the male harem
This one’s also on my reread list! The rivalry, scheming between the men in the imperial harem are just as intense and thrilling as in classic palace drama novels, where concubines fight to the death. Give it a read, girls! I promise you won’t be disappointed.
Synopsis:
“I am not worthy of her… but I still want to be by her side, even if only as a loyal dog…”
Those were the painful whispers of Yue Guanyi – the proud Crown Prince of the Great Qi, who was torn between deep love and a guilty conscience. Despite holding the supreme power of the Imperial Guard, he still could not forget the dark past when he was sold into a brothel.
Fate played a cruel twist when Qiu Shuzhi – a young female official who had just passed the imperial examinations with top honors – stepped into his life. She did not know that she was the one who had saved him from a tragic fate many years ago. And now, her heart was the target of pursuit for both Yue Guanyi and the powerful Empress Dowager Qin Qing.
While Yue Guanyi only dared to silently care for and protect the one he loved from afar, the Empress Dowager Qin Qing openly expressed his feelings and did not hesitate to take advantage of his power to approach Qiu Shuzhi. The covert struggle between the two most powerful forces in the imperial court began…
Trigger warning: All men in this novel are yandere style.
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