She Was Sent by God

“Marquis Sandor? How did the Marquis…….”

“I’m sorry for greeting you in this manner.”

“I understand how you feel, but just go away from me,”

Ilona appeared exhausted. Her tears were still running down her cheeks.

“At the very least, Sebastian will suffer if I die.”

“I can’t do that.”

Roland stated unequivocally.

“What makes you think that only the Queen’s death will cause the King to suffer?”

“…….”

“I’m going to take his flesh and salt it after removing the skin. Instead of burning his body, I’m going to chop it up and throw the pieces into the river as feed so that it doesn’t float up into the sky after he dies.”

The more she heard it, the more terrifying it became. Ilona gave Roland a strange look. She had known this man her entire life, and he did not just spout off these vile words casually.

“Marquis must also harbor a bitter animus toward the king,”

“I’m the one who……! I’m sorry.”

Unknowingly, Roland lowered his voice once more.

“Do you know what I did to stay alive while working for Sebastian?”

“…….”

“I pleaded for mercy at his feet when he killed my uncle and hanged him in front of the castle. Even when he treated me worse than a dog, I still grinned and swore allegiance. For this day. I endured numerous insults.”

“……my son is dead.”

Slowly, the queen spoke.

“My child. Oh, my poor sons. It took me nine months to carry them and five and three years to raise them, respectively.”

“Your highness.”

“I feel guilty for being alive and breathing. They died that way because of me; if it weren’t for me, they wouldn’t have. I don’t know how I will survive now that my child is dead and all that’s left of them is ashes.”

She let out all of her internal anger. Roland began to speak as he continued to listen quietly.

“You can find your purpose in life while you’re living.”

“Marquis Sandor.”

“Don’t think that life is boring. Don’t feel sorry for your life.”

“…….”

“When the king dies, Queen, you can start over and live a new life. Think about what true revenge is.”

The queen looked Roland in the eyes. Either a very long or very brief period of time, like an instant, has passed.

“……When will the princess enter the palace?”

“As soon as the Queen’s safety is guaranteed. It’s all ready.”

She looked up at the ceiling once more. Before she knew it, the tears that had stained her cheeks dried up. Instead, a sliver of the will to live emerged.

“Let’s do that.”

“What?”

“Please untie this for now.”

Ilona shook the string that was holding her wrist in place. Quickly releasing the string, Roland helped her out of the bed. Ilona briefly lost her balance due to disorientation but soon straightened her back.

“Can I now leave the palace?”

“Yes. Just in case, I brought some knights. Please wait a moment. I’ll bring a maid so you can change into maid attire.”

Roland’s expression brightened. He went outside and opened the door for the maid he had prepared. The queen then appeared shortly after in a maid’s outfit.

It wasn’t difficult to leave the palace since there weren’t many soldiers guarding the palace already and the gatekeeper didn’t pay attention to who came and left.

“Your highness!”

Agnes, who had been waiting for Roland outside the gate, was relieved to learn that he was not alone.

“Why does your face look so worn out?”

“Princess.”

The two women held each other’s hands tightly as they stood face to face. They gave each other bear hugs.

“You’ve been through a lot. You worked extremely hard.”

“Can I live?”

“Don’t say that.”

Agnes walked to the waiting carriage while holding Ilona by the hand.

“The prince died because of me; it’s all my fault.”

“Why is it the queen’s fault? I should have given you the medication earlier. If I had, the prince would not die in vain.”

“Agnes, the medication you gave me worked.”

“What?”

“However, when Sebastian learned, he murdered the physician who was in charge of the prince. After that, the prince’s condition quickly got worse and he passed away without receiving the care he needed.”

Ilona’s eyes were filled with anger. Her words startled Agnes.

“What? But why? Isn’t he the country’s heir apparent? What is the advantage of murdering a prince? Oh no, not again.”

“That’s right. An excuse. My son was made into a sleazy pretext for attacking Sutmar.”

“God, oh God. I find it incomprehensible that he would use his own child. He’s beyond my comprehension.”

“You won’t be able to understand him using common sense; even a sane person will have trouble.”

Ilona sneered as she spoke. The carriage carrying the two arrived at the guard post in Arpad Military Post during their brief conversation. Laslo slammed the carriage door open.

“Oh, the queen.”

“Duke Arpad.”

“That’s a relief. I’m so glad you’re alive.”