"My sword is one inch away from slicing your neck. My victory is one inch away, yet why can't I do it, Althea? What kind of spell have you cast on me to have me thinking about you all day?!"
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Byeol meets a tragic death at age nineteen...
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A loud thud sounded the minute I averted my gaze from Althea. I was so sure she would try to pull something - so I made sure to watch her. Thankfully, up until now, she hadn't done anything. But the second I turn my head, she does something. I don't even wanna look. I don't even wanna know what the hell she pulled this time. This girl always wants attention, I swear-
"Someone call a doctor!" Someone screamed. Wow, so now she made someone pass out. Or maybe even faked her own fainting - whatever.
I dragged my eyes over to the side, gazing at where she was standing - dancing with that son of Ashford.
This woman... did she really just fake a faint?
"Her pulse is weak!" Huh?
Oh.
Oh it's real.
I got off my throne, hearing it screech as it was pushed back. Walking over to her, I looked her up and down. Well, she was pale. More pale than her usual. And... was that blood?! What the-? Is there an intruder in here?
Now fearing for my own people, I shouted out orders to lock the gates. Whoever is here - if they hadn't already gotten caught, will be dead within the next few minutes.
watching as they turned her over on her back, I followed the drop of blood that dripped out her mouth, off her lower lip, travelling down her chin, then down the side of her neck. Raising my gaze back at her face, I saw it distraught, as if she was having a nightmare
"Your highness, what should we do?!" Huh? Why are they asking me? My father is right there.
"Get the woman a doctor." I grumbled in response. Yes, I did want her dead. But I wanted to be the one to kill her.
"The only doctor in the palace is the imperial one, your highness."
"So use him, why are you delaying this?"
"That doctor is used only for the imperial family, your highness."
Am I supposed to care?
"Use him, dammit!" I shouted in anger. This whole situation is annoying me. I looked back as that guy she was dancing with looked over her in panic, holding her hand, kissing it.
Supressing the urge to gag in disgust, I instead averted my gaze to the doors. Should I go find the intruder? There's still been no sighting of him.
I looked back at the man holding her hand, my face grimacing. I've never even seen them together, what's up with this guy? Secret admirer or something? He probably doesn't even want her, just the position of the duke. I mean, now as a duchess, she needs to find a partner, right? Besides, who would even want her? She's just a woman with a big ego and a bad attitude. The only thing I want with that woman is to punish the attitude out of her.
