[Eng] Abandoned [AC FF] ✔

Plan B

A strange smell crawled to Taealha's nose, waking her up in the middle of the night. She holds her head that feels heavy. She just remembered that she drank a few bottles of alcohol after returning from negotiations with the Ago that totally failed. When she got out of bed, her foot stepped on something wet and thick. She touched the soles of her foot, looked at a strange liquid in her hand, smelled rancid.

When the lantern was lit, her body immediately fell limp when she saw the terrifying scene before her. Blood flooded the bedroom. Yangcha was lying in the middle of the room with his head separated from his body, which was also ripped to shreds.

Trembling, she crawled toward the corpse of her second husband. She screamed, roared, cried. She knew that she loved him, but she just realized, how precious this man was to her.

And suddenly she remembered someone else who was also precious to her. She ran to the next bedroom.

"NOOO !!!" Her screams were heard throughout the palace.

Blood dripped from the crib, where her son sleep tight, forever.

A pair of purple gems glowed in the corner of the room, staring at her with hatred. A figure jumped, lunged, dropped her. She no longer had the chance to scream, even breathe, because a pair of large hands were strangling her neck.

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"Taealha ... Taealha ..."

Yangcha called out to his wife who acted strangely while sleeping. The woman looked suffocated and her body cramped.

"Physician! Somebody, call the physician !!!" Yangcha orders.

Once the eyes of Taealha were open, the woman could only breathe normally.

"Are you all right, my love?"

Not answering, Taealha looked at Yangcha, traced his whole body, like she was checking something.

"What happened to you?"

Yangcha was even more surprised when Taealha ran to the next room, breaking the door hard. The nanny who slept in the room was surprised, while Taeyang cried loudly because his sleep was disturbed. But Taealha seemed unconcerned, hugging the toddler tightly while sobbing.

"Taealha?"

"Say, Yangcha, say that all of this is real and what I saw earlier wasn't reality ..."

"I do not understand what you mean."

"I think ... I think I was dream."

"Dream?" Yangcha's eyebrows raised, surprised. "How come? You ..."

"I'm Saram. Yes. I don't know why. But I think Gods is warning me. He will come. Tagon. I saw you killed, also Taeyang. And he killed me too. I'm scared, Yangcha, I'm very scared..."

Yangcha hugged her, trying to calm his wife who was trembling violently.

"Calm down, we are still not sure whether Tagon is alive or dead. Saya may just scare you into giving up your throne to him."

Taealha shook her head hardly, "he's not lying. I know that. I raised him for twenty years."

"How could someone be saved from Bichwisan?"

"If he drank anti-poison before. Damn, I forgot the details. Tagon could have taken anti-poison every time he would eat and drink. We should have beheaded him at that time," said Taealha growled.

"Alright, for now, Taeyang will sleep with us. I will also strengthen protection in this palace."

Taealha's palm stroked Yangcha's cheek, "I don't want to lose you."