"You were the one who rejected Madam Lauren.""Anne Boleyn, whose words were stuck in her throat, turned red from her eyes to her cheeks."
"No way." You haven't forgotten, have you?A blatant contempt was clearly felt in his gaze, which held a faint smile.
Anne Boleyn's previously pale neck turned bright red.
"Is there anything more to do?" I'm a bit busy.The sunset, painting the world in crimson, even colored the face of the man who smiled neatly. It was a breathtakingly beautiful sight.
"I... I was completely wrong." Ed. So please forgive me just this once. ...you loved me."Ha, Edgar let out a low sigh that was almost like a sneer." I feel dirty.
It wasn't something a woman who broke off a relationship out of greed for the title of princess, or more precisely, the title of crown princess, would say.
At least if there is such a thing as conscience.
"I admit that your body wasn't bad."Edgar finally got up. Fatigue washed over me. Today, the princess's play felt particularly long.
"How could you say something like that..."The voice of Anne Boleyn, now a reflection, trembled.
How.
It was the moment when the fever of first love had cooled down.
The sound of something blind that had covered my eyes like a fantasy shattered like thin glass.
At last, the world felt clear.
It wasn't love from the beginning.
The heart that was beating hotly, the head that was paralyzed by emotions, has cooled down.
Anne Boleyn slowly closed her eyes, opened them again, and brushed away the tears that had gathered at the corners of her eyes.
The small face, wet with moisture, blazed red in the intensified sunlight.
I will not forgive. Absolutely.
She dabbed her face with a cream-colored handkerchief she took out of her handbag.
The sight of her slowly lifting her half-closed eyelids was nothing short of elegant.
Anne Boleyn had returned as a graceful princess.
"You." I will make you regret it."If you wish."Edgar gave a bright smile to the woman who was unreasonably defiant until the end.
"Any amount.""The sunset spread over the woman's face, which once brought satisfaction."
Like a river that can never return, the red sunset flowed between the two people like the river water.
The solitary confinement cell, through which only a small amount of light entered through a palm-sized window, was dark even during the day.
The breath I took in deeply was very humid.
How did it come to this?
Diane Brooke was lying on an old mat, staring blankly at the sunlight that fell on the stone floor.
A rusty spring poked through the worn fabric and jabbed at my side, but I felt nothing.
I no longer counted the days. He stopped all the attempts to bribe the guard. It was because I realized it was a meaningless act. Without the mercy of Johann Leopold, there was no way to escape from this abyss, no matter what I did.
“Diane Brooke. Forward.The guard shouted as he unlocked the door with a jingling bunch of keys.
Diane lay still as if dead. The guard who came in roughly grabbed Diane's arm.
The painfully thin legs flailed inside the gray pants.
It seemed they were about to resume the interrogation that had continued without letting me sleep. It was no different from torture.
When the guard knocked, the interrogation room door opened.
Diane stood trembling like an animal being dragged to the slaughterhouse. The guard suddenly pushed me from behind.
Diane, who was almost pushed in, stopped her swaying body with her head bowed deeply.
It was then that a pair of black shoes came into view. With a familiar scent touching the tip of my nose.
“!Diane's gaze brushed against the shiny tip of her shoe, reflecting the light from the low-hanging ceiling lamp.
My heart started to race. Slowly lifted my face.
Johann Leopold.
The man I saw for the first time since that day still looked perfect.
Seeing Yohan with his arms crossed and eyes closed, wearing a serene expression, made me feel as if this was the office of Greathill.
If only I could turn back time...
"I have brought (it)." Your Excellency."The gray eyes slowly revealed themselves under the light at the guard's report."
As Yohan briefly gestured with his chin, the guard pulled Diane and made her sit in front of him. The sound of a chair being dragged was loud in the silence.
"...and, Your Grace."The refreshing scent of Yohan's skin, floating in the humid air, disrupted Diane's calm.
A bird-like sound squeezed out from the rough mouth.
"Other than having tampered with the report... there is nothing." It's true.I did not even hope for forgiveness. I realized that there is no such word for a man.
It was enough that it was the price she had to pay for her sins.
"I can swear on the honor of the Brook." What I handed over to Fence is all of it. Please believe me.I knew that this moment was the last chance. So I confessed my sins willingly. I can't just hang myself for embezzlement.
"There is no more."Diane's lips instinctively closed. The piercing gaze felt like it was gripping my nape tightly.
"It was just a wrong choice made due to the decline of the family, ... there is nothing else."She still had an unjust and pitiful expression on her face.
It was a step taken wrongly from the beginning. The front is a cliff, and the back is a precipice. There was nowhere left to run.
"Okay."Yohan nodded briefly. Maurice, who was standing next to me, placed a document he took out of his bag on the table.
"If you see this, you won't have any objections to accepting your death."”
“……."Her specialty was to remain unperturbed and not change her expression in any situation."
But right now, Diane's facial muscles were becoming stiff.
My heart thudded and sank. I barely managed to hold back the trembling of my whole body.
"...What is this?""I didn't have the courage to meet his gaze, so I barely moved my lips without taking my eyes off the document."
"I want to ask something."The quiet stillness stretched behind the low bass.
The light from the lamp flowed through the slightly furrowed space between the eyebrows.
The sight was so cold that Diane tightly shut her eyes.
I bribed the duke's personal physician.
The plan was perfect.
The plan was to have Olivia Blanchett admitted to a mental hospital, which was no different from a prison, as a patient with neurosensitivity, a patient with neurasthenia, and ultimately as a patient with schizophrenia.
The problem was that Olivia was not easy to deal with either.
Given the level of humiliation, contempt, and scandal she endured, it would have been understandable to give up, but Olivia's spirit stubbornly held onto her position as the Duchess.
Strong thing.
And that day, the lakeside incident ruined all the plans.
"I... don't know anything about it." Your Highness.The paper that Maurice handed me was filled with the names of the medications that had been prescribed to the Duchess all this time.
There is evidence that various drugs that cause mental confusion, induce headaches, and result in infertility as side effects have dangerously mixed and flowed into Olivia's body.
"Why me?"Diane lifted her head and made eye contact with Yohan.
"Why would I do such a thing?""Were you aiming for the position of Duchess?"Diane took a breath. I felt a shiver run through my entire body as I witnessed the blazing sun in the midst of the harsh cold.
The anger that dwelled in his eyes quietly ignited.
I was ruining the young lady. "That woman"
On the day Edgar sneaked in, Yohan called for his wife's maid.
'Why didn't you tell me?They threatened to frame me and drive me away. "Then it would be difficult for the young lady as well..." The maid cried. She poured out the truth as if to relieve the accumulated sorrow over time.
"If I'm not here, the young lady will... our poor young lady..."Thinking of the woman I brought into my home with my own hands, my emotions could not be restrained.
I felt like I could twist my neck at any moment.
"What you touched."Yohan, with his long eyes slightly open, stared directly at Diane.
"It's my pride." Diane Brooke.The gaze that lingered on the woman was sharp. It was then. Diane started to laugh uncontrollably.
Diane finally saw herself falling from the edge of the cliff where she had been precariously standing.
Now there is only the descent into hell left.
If I had not been born into a poor baron family. Diane was very sad about that fact.
“이봐요 Your Highness. That's really too much.Diane seemed like a person who had lost her mind.
"It was that illegitimate child who wanted the medicine." I didn't force them to eat. I begged for it, you know. It was that girl who asked for more because the medicine wasn't working!"She shouted."
"Why do you think so?"Diane glared at Yohan, pulling up her split and frayed lips.
"It was very easy to provoke that illegitimate child." Why was it easy?"Like a crazy woman, Diane, who had been shaking her disheveled hair and laughing, looked at Yohan with a face devoid of laughter."
"Because you made it that way." Let's see if I can receive that meager affection of yours. You drove that bastard to madness. Do you understand now?"The sound of laughter, as if going crazy, shook the interrogation room."
The handsome man's face began to crack. Feeling frustrated, he roughly pulled on his dark gray tie.
He was a man whose very appearance made my heart race. Yohan is.
The Patek 'New Watch' sparkled under the light on his straight wrist.
Despite having many expensive wristwatches, he was a man who insisted on only his mother's heirloom. I recalled how I laughed at the foolish illegitimate child who was ordering a watch as a gift for him.
Since it was you who first deceived that despicable woman, if you want to punish me, shouldn't you pay the price first?
"If there is someone who should fall into hell because of this, it is not me, but you." It's you, Your Highness.Diane smiled brightly. That chilling laugh was her last smile.
A few days later, it was a day when it rained all day. The corpse of the missing maid has been found at the foot of the mountain.
Diane Brooke pushed the lady by the lakeside. I saw it clearly. I swear by my honor to God. If I die, please clear my unjust death.It was the content of the will hidden in the inner pocket of the leggings.
The maid threatened Diane.
It was a common story that the greed of a maid who had tasted money grew so large that it ultimately ended in death.
On the day of Diane Brooke's private trial, the boring rain showed no signs of stopping.
The one who discovered Diane, hanging limply with a noose around her neck, was the escort guard. When he, lost in thought, opened the iron door and entered, everything had already come to an end.
Diane Brooke has died.
That was enough. Yohan quietly concluded the incident.
