Meanwhile, the owner got pregnant, and the marquisâ wandering was over. The marquis⊠Maybe he was looking forward to it. If she had a child, the owner would change. The marquis faithfully cared for the owner. Even Her Majesty would not have enjoyed such luxury.
The owner had some morning sickness, and didnât eat raw vegetables.âŠ. The chef had a hard time because she barely touched the meat and put only a little fish and fruit in her mouth. I went to the market every morning and tried to buy all the fresh fish. Fish was also precious because the capital was inland.
The young lady (Eris) who came out after the last month of pregnancy was safely completedâŠâŠ She was really pretty. I had never seen such a pretty baby again in my life.
But the owner was expressionless even after seeing the lady. It was like she was checking what she had been carrying for 10 months.
She breastfed, but she did it just because her breasts were pumping, and she didnât feel like âfeeding her childâ at all.
The ownerâŠâŠThe owner said that she had fulfilled her duty because she had a child. At the time, I was a little over half my height now, but I still remember the ownerâs expression and way of speaking vividly. Everyone around her tried, but nothing caught her interest.
(Note:Â Emmaâs grown up now, perspective shifts from her mother to her.)
When she heard that, my mother cried like a child. The marquis also made a wish. He prayed, he got angry, he cried, he went crazy. The marquis tried hard, butâŠâŠ love didnât come in return. The ownerâs last will was to preserve herself permanently.
No one knew why the owner left such a will.⊠The marquis was very distressed. However, soon after, according to the ownerâs will, magic engineers were called in to preserve the body and store it in a coffin. And he drove all the things that reminded him of the owner behind his study.
The same was true for believing that it was postpartum depression. From beginning to end, he didnât want to believe that she wasnât interested in him at all. Anyway, why did she ask to preserve herself permanently? Was there a secret hidden in that body?
It was a night full of thoughts.
* * *
It was the beginning of spring. In the Imperial Palace, the marriage of the crown prince and Helena was officially announced.
The reason for the marriage, not engagement, was that they were not young, and this time, they showed their desire to thoroughly prevent an unexpected âaccidentâ.
Of course, it was not that there was no backlash. In particular, the nobles, who had still remained, stood up on the grounds that Helena had learned nothing to become empress. But the rumors that I was crazy were almost certain, and there was no substitute for me so it was dismissed.
The imperial family seemed to be introducing Helena by inviting the nobles every day to break through such suspicions.
I taught her for a while, and now the backlash gradually subsided because a professional teacher was really sticking to her and educating her.
The marquis began to stir me up as soon as the marriage was announced, but I was ignoring it because there was a proper time for everything. The marquis couldnât even enter the palace, so he would have no choice but to wait for me whether he liked it or not.
There was also a request from the empress to help with the wedding. Of course, that may not be the real purpose, but I was dumbfounded and just ignored it.
She had no shame. Why would you want me to help you with that? If the slang for hair growing on your conscience was true, her conscience would have been full.
(PR/N: âììŹì ížëŹë€â means âwhat youâre doing is very shamelessâ as in iIf you donât have a conscience, you canât feel shameâ.)
However, I thought I wanted to see Helena get married. It must be beautiful.
Thatâs how it was described in the novel.
I had certainly believed Helena would love Alecto. But now that their marriage was getting closer, I kept thinking about what Helena told me.
If I had asked her back then if she loved Alecto, and if she were frustrated and said she didnât like that question, would something have changed?
âŠâŠIt wouldnât have changed. I would have said she still had to get married though. That was the planned narrative. Only then⊠I could go back.
I took out the hidden knife and smoothed it. I had to stab her. But⊠could I really stab her? It was so painful even after killing the crown prince. Kill her, and IâŠâŠ. could I live as if nothing had happened even if I went back to my world?
No! I pulled my hair out.
No. That would be running away. Knowing that Helena would be revived by Hubris, I dared to weigh that once I died, it would be the price for her life. I had decided to die anyway, but it was abominable.
I think I wouldnât be able to endure it.
It was clear that killing the innocent would really drive me crazy. I was going to have nightmares about her and cry for the rest of my life.âŠ. The sin would never be washed away.
Letâs run away.
One morning, I suddenly thought of that. Helena shouldnât die. Even though she had no reason to die, I couldnât use her as a tool only for my death.
I only thought it wouldnât matter if she died when I didnât know Helena. Because she was just the main character from the book to me.
However, after I met Helena and talked to her, I couldnât get rid of the idea that she wasnât that type of person.
â Learning is really fun, right? I never learned it, so I didnât know.
â It would have been nice if I knew this earlier.âŠ.
Unlike the options in the game, the child gave different answers to the same question. It changed moment by moment and grew day by day. The more I met her, the more lovely Helena felt. In the end, I became attached to her.
AndâŠâŠ in fact, it was more terrifying than anything else. I was afraid to die. Until now, I had no problem with dying thanks to the blind belief that this would be a âdreamâ.
I thought that if I died without any reason, I would be able to return to âmeâ. Death here was never deathâŠâŠ. Because in all the stories I had read, that was usually the case.
However, as I spent more time here, my anxiety grew.
What if that was not it? What if the witch lied to me? I killed Helena and was executedâŠâŠ What if I couldnât wake up again? I couldnât breathe.
I had no regrets about dying because I knew I would wake up again. The swamp of self-contradiction dragged me down from time to time.
I knew it was cowardly. I also knew that I was reversing the commitment to Anakin, no, to myself, saying not to escape. But I couldnât stand it.
My family passed by in front of my eyes. Everything I left in my world was asking me. Are you sure you donât have to come back? Can you live someone elseâs life with someone elseâs face? Are you confident that you wonât regret it if you donât see it again?
Ah, I remembered my momâs face. I also heard my motherâs voice being disappointed, asking how I never contacted her.
I wanted to scream. No, I didnât know if maybe I had buried my face in a pillow and screamed. Because I was half out of my mind and rolling on the bed tearing my hair off.
Mom, look at me. Mom, your daughter is trying like this. I am so tired. I miss my momâŠâŠ I really miss you!
It was too far to go homeâŠâŠ. I couldnât go any further because it was so far away.
I gasped for a long time. My curled body gradually stretched out. Anakin. When I called his name, he came up to me. I didnât say anything, but he covered my eyes without saying anything.
I could cry for a moment under his hard hands. When I finally stopped crying, I quietly ordered him.
âPack up, Anakin.â
Anakin silently packed my luggage at my words without even asking the common question of where he was going. He shoved any clothes into my luggage and collected gold at random. Anakin jumped out of the window first and then caught me falling.
The magic train was stopped after being suspected of stability, so I had to ride a horse or carriage. Anakin secretly bought a horseman through Cynthia.
âAre you Anakin?â Iâve been waiting.â
The horseman guided us straight behind the carriage without asking anything. There were so many large boxes, among them, I hid myself in an empty box. It was reasonable for me to enter. I was smaller in size, but more noticeable in appearance than Anakin.
âPlease bear with me even if itâs a little uncomfortable. Iâll open it for you when I pass the watergate.â
âWhat are the rest of the boxes? It smells bad.â
âItâs trash.âŠâŠ The capital is so dense that there is no landfill. Thatâs why we regularly send trash and dirt to areas outside the capital.â
Everywhere, the water supply was expensive. I went into the box without saying a word. Although the inside of the box was uncomfortable and smelled bad, humans were adaptable creatures, so their noses were paralyzed and bearable.
The rattling wagon stopped for a moment as if it stood at a gate. The guard asked formal questions to the horseman as usual.