As days turned into weeks, Lord Tremaine's condition deteriorated rapidly. The illness that had befallen him was unlike any the finest physicians in the land had ever encountered. It was a relentless force, merciless in its grip, and it showed no signs of relenting.
Lady Tremaine maintained the façade of a devoted and heartbroken wife. She attended to her husband's every need, ensuring his comfort and concealing her dark intentions beneath a veneer of sorrow. In the dead of night, when the rest of the household was asleep, she would sneak into his chambers and administer a foul-tasting potion, claiming it to be medicine prescribed by a renowned healer.
But no concoction could halt the relentless advance of the illness, and Lord Tremaine's suffering continued unabated. His once-strong frame wasted away, and his once-commanding voice grew feeble. His nights were haunted by fitful dreams, and his days were filled with agonizing pain.
Despite the grim circumstances, Lady Tremaine maintained her alliance with Margery, who had become a frequent visitor to the estate. Margery's determination to find her missing daughter had only grown stronger, and she found solace in the company of the only person who seemed willing to help her.
One evening, as Lady Tremaine stood at Lord Tremaine's bedside, she received a message from the physician that her husband's condition had worsened considerably. It was a chilling revelation, as she had believed him to be near death for some time.
Rushing to her husband's side, she feigned anguish, her tears genuine only in their frustration. She watched as Lord Tremaine's labored breathing grew even more erratic, and his face contorted in pain. In that moment, she knew that her plan would soon come to fruition.
As Lord Tremaine's final moments drew near, Lady Tremaine leaned in close, her voice trembling with false emotion. "My love," she whispered, "I will ensure that your legacy lives on. I will protect our fortune and our future."
Lord Tremaine's eyes flickered weakly as he gazed at his wife, seemingly aware of her treachery. But he was too weak to respond, and with a final, rattling breath, he succumbed to the relentless illness that had consumed him.
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Lady Tremaine: Bitter Heart
FanfictionA once-warm-hearted woman into a chilling and cold-blooded antagonist. This dark tale takes us from Lady Tremaine's early days as a hopeful and kind young soul to her marriage into a new family. Witness her descent into jealousy, greed, and an unque...
