Amelia looked at the man tied up through the bars. It was Durante. He was shackled in a painful position. She gulped as she saw the terrible sight. And Carlos, who was standing behind her, placed a hand on her shoulder.
âWhy did you ask me to come here?â
âBecause I wanted you to come.â
At Ameliaâs words, Carlos nodded. Eventually, Durante came to his senses and walked towards her, wriggling his body towards her.
âA very welcome face has appeared.â
She felt terrible in Duranteâs smiling face. Still, Amelia realized that the more cruel and terrifying his appearance was, the more this man could do no harm to her.
âItâs good to think of the time I spent with you. It feels like the dick that isnât there is standing.â
He pointed between his legs.
âI had your first. Teaching pleasure to an ignorant girl was quite exhilarating. I often miss you.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âAh, I should have tasted your flesh again back then. It was the last time I could go all out before it disappeared. What a waste.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âI was going to make your woman my wife.â
At the sudden words, Amelia put on a puzzled expression.
âBecause there has never been a woman as satisfying as you.â
Carlos, who had been listening quietly, finally couldnât stand it and hit the bars. Still, Durante giggled and laughed. Amelia stared at the bars, and she smiled. It was a smile, it felt out of place with the grim, dirty, dark prison.
âWas sleeping with me the best for you? It was the worst for me.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âEvery moment I slept with you was terrible and dirty. You are a filthy human who drugged me because you couldnât satisfy a single woman.â
Red veins stood on Duranteâs face, who was always relaxed. He seemed to have been stabbed right on the mark.
âThank Carl for that. The part between your legs is the most useless part of you.â
âYou dirty slut!â
âBe careful with your words. I am not dirty. Iâm a person, not a mop. Just because youâre dirty doesnât mean Iâm dirty, too.â
ââŠâŠ.â
Carlos looked at Amelia, who had returned to her former self. Having regained the light in her eyes, she no longer defiled herself. She was still beautiful. Durante looked at her and smiled.
He tried to say something, but Amelia turned her head away. She was here to see what the ugly manâs end will be like. Now that man wonât show up in her nightmare anymore. Because no one but Carlos made it that way.
Amelia took Carlosâs hand and climbed the stairs of the dungeon.
âCarl.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âPlease donât give that man a comfortable death until the very end.â
She was always the warm Amelia, but she had no warmth for Durante. Rather, she showed a deep hatred that had been silent for several years. Carlos liked this side. It was because Amelia, who had once given up on things, finally expressed her feelings. Moreover, she completely entrusted Carlos with the right to judge the person who had done terrible things to Amelia. Didnât this mean that Amelia believes in him?
For some reason, he felt like he was on cloud nine. Carlos took Ameliaâs hand and nodded his head.
âWhatever Amelia wants.â
Count Butler, standing on the execution table, glared at Carlos with bloodshot eyes.
Count Butler gritted his teeth. The Empress Dowager was imprisoned, and even Claude was on Carlosâs side from the beginning. In addition, Durante had admitted that he tried to assault her, aggravating the crime. Count Butler couldnât feign innocence anymore.
The Count clenched his teeth and looked at Amelia, who was standing next to Carlos.
âAre you going to throw me aside just to protect that dirty bitch!â
âDirty refers to those who have been hiding facts. Those humans who sacrificed one woman and buried everythingâŠâ
Carlos said, grinding his teeth in disgust.
âYou said Elliot Butler died because of her?â
Carlos burst out laughing.
âYour son died because of you who did not properly defend the border. Youâve given up on your duty and always snuck around in the middle, so those barbarians managed to invade your territory.â
âThat⊠That! It is true that that girl opened herself up to the enemy chief.â
âYes, it is true. It is an obvious fact. But can you say that it is dirty?â
âWhat are you talking about! That is, of course, dirty!â
Carlos looked at Amelia. Amelia nodded her head. Seeing this, Carlos said to Count Butler.
âHow long are you going to pretend you donât know, Count Butler? Should I say it with my mouth?â
âYour Majesty, no way!â
âI was also in the scene of that disgrace.â
At that time, there was the Emperor in Count Butlerâs dominion? People whispered.
âAt that time, I was travelling around the borders under the command of my predecessor, His Majesty the previous Emperor. And I happened to be there.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âI will never forget your weak barriers. One day after the invasion, the castle was occupied. So the barbarians invaded, and with the exception of a few, the barbarians who tried to kill all the men in the castle who saved me and hid my identity. Why do you think it was?â
The Count did not respond to Carlosâs words. Because he knew the answer.
âYes, because she sacrificed herself to the enemy chief in return. She willingly threw herself down to save the boy she had been with for less than a month. Even she had no idea that I was a member of the imperial family.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âYour son? What did your son do? He begged for his life, offering a reward. He didnât even care about my life. And thatâs not it. Rather, he blamed Miss Laszlo for giving herself up for me.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âWho could have saved me there? The Count who was still in the capital at that time? Your incompetent son caught trying to run away? Or the dead knights?â
ââŠâŠ.â
âLook straight at me. I am right in front of you. I almost died because of your negligence. The one who saved me is the one you call dirty, Amelia Laszlo.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âWho would call her dirty here? Who can call her dirty when she sacrificed her body to save one boy! Count Butler! Especially you, how do you deserve to call her dirty!â
Count Butler bit his mouth at Carlosâ furious remarks. He knew why Amelia had sacrificed herself to the enemy chief. And he knew why his son committed suicide. But rather than blaming himself for the mistake, he blamed Amelia. Because that was the easiest way.
âThanks to her. As long as I am alive, no one will ever call her dirty!â
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Carlos shouted as if glaring at the nobles. Amelia looked at the nobles who avoided their eyes. Carlos said, placing his hand on Ameliaâs shoulder.
âSo I will execute you, cowardly man. You, who would not admit your transgressions and committed fatal mistakes, do not deserve to live as my vassal in this empire.â
No one could refute that statement. The truth about Amelia Laszlo, who is stigmatized as the âdirty ladyâ, was finally revealed.
Why did the emperor accept Amelia Laszlo as his empress? Why did he try to protect her? The nobles knew it was necessary. Some nobles even came close to being impressed. Now no one would be able to protest against Amelia becoming the empress, and no one would be able to blame her again. Six years after that happened, the filth was washed away.
A few days later, Count Butler vanished with the dew of the execution grounds.