Forsaken Princess’s Secret Bedroom 118
The Forsaken Princess’s Secret Bedroom chapter 118

executioner woman
Llewelyn did not attend the trial because she was injured.
Even if Llewelyn did not intervene, the trial went against Pamela.
Pamela’s maids confessed all their sins. Even the tortured warlocks blew.
Under Bastian’s strict leadership, it was revealed that Pamela had framed her former queen, Delfina.
And Pamela was sentenced.
‘Beheaded.’
Meanwhile, Llewelyn was thinking while holding Tristan’s letter.
‘I’m back. The risk factor has been removed.’
Then a knock was heard. Llewelyn habitually answered “yes”. There was the sound of rough footsteps.
Llewelyn sensed that there was something different about the scent of flowers, and saw a hand pricking her cheek.
“uh?”
“Why are you doing this?”
A sweet and warm voice was heard. When the gorgeous face with a bright smile caught his eye, the boundary that stood on Llewelyn’s face was lifted.
He couldn’t figure out how the pope of a country could go in and out of the palace like his own, but Llewelyn decided not to think about it. It must be a combination of black magic.
“This pretty face is drenched in the water… … .”
“… … .”
“Are you prettier?”
As Ernell spoke seriously, a smile appeared on Llewelyn’s face. Neither Almondite nor Tristan could smirk in this way.
“What do you say now that you are prettier?”
At Llewelyn’s words, Ernell grinned.
“Then can we talk openly with pretty people?”
“like.”
Ernell first pulled the curtains and opened the window. bright sunlight poured down. As if shaped by the sunlight, Ernell was looking at Llewelyn with a smile. He had such a sanctified and beautiful appearance that he would not have dared to control the warlocks from behind.
“Llewellyn, aren’t you in a bad mood?”
“Yes.”
“Sir Tristan Jayad has been sent away, and he has not been able to speak to Prince Biserk.”
Ernel was quick-witted. It was a delicacy different from Almondite, who had known about her for a long time with Llewelyn.
“Right.”
Ernell reached out and stroked Llewelyn’s hair. He also quickly noticed that Llewelyn needed a human touch.
“Are you hesitating?”
“… … .”
“It’s about taking that last step.”
Llewellyn nodded her head. Ernell saw Llewelyn trembling.
“Regret… … I’ll do it. What does revenge mean?”
“… … .”
“I’m fine now, so can I just pass it on? Because that’s the way everyone can be happy… … .”
Ernel laughed coldly upon hearing that.
“It’s a way to make everyone happy except Llewelyn and Llewelyn.”
“… … .”
“Is revenge meaningless? Those are the most meaningless words in the world.”
“… … .”
“It was coined out of fear of the people being avenged. So if you don’t do anything, those people will eat well and live well. Without knowing that Llewelyn was suffering alone.”
“… … .”
Ernell grabbed Llewelyn’s shoulder and turned. He spoke as sweetly as a devil’s whisper.
“Or, are you still afraid that Llewelyn will be abandoned?”
“… … .”
Llewelyn’s eyes widened. She bit her lip and shook her head. Ernel was a little frustrated.
“You are too good for the path you have walked.”
“… … .”
“Better than me, who has to live a good life.”
“You mean I’m stupid?”
Llewelyn smiled bitterly. Being nice is also stupid.
Llewellyn was well aware of that. But I’m going to use it not for whipping myself, but for ‘blaming myself’. Ernel clicked his tongue.
“How can our princess take compliments so crookedly?”
He made an exaggerated expression with his lips sticking out pretending to be sad.
“It’s so stupid that you can’t make up your own mind. Well, I couldn’t decide on that either, so I asked Pamela and the woman.”
she said with a grin. He did not know that it was a bitter laugh, a cold laugh at himself. Ernell reached out again and stroked Llewelyn’s hair.
“Look, he’s so nice.”
“… … .”
“Llewellyn, did I say that?”
“What?”
“When you almost died in the temple.”
“… … .”
“How angry and sad at that time.”
Ernell smiled and placed her hand on Llewelyn’s blushing cheek. Accepting the warmth as a blessing, the priest smiled.
“You gave them all the love you would give them by choosing death once.”
Ernell was telling Llewellyn what she was thinking as she was dying.
“You chose death over revenge, so didn’t you just wake up and tell me why you saved me?”
My heart was pounding and pounding. The despair, anger, and sadness I felt at that time came back to life. Llewelyn clenched her fists.
you will regret it If you miss this opportunity, you will definitely regret it. They had to be hurt as much as they were hurt. Ernell rekindled the rage that Llewelyn had been trying to forget.
Yeah, don’t forget this. just hesitating That’s it.
“Llewelyn, I am the Pope, but I am a little corrupt, so I can’t say anything merciful.”
“… … .”
“Then I will tell you. God will forgive everything.”
“… … what it is.”
Tears welled up in Llewelyn’s eyes. But she smiled as if trying to wipe away those tears. Ernell said with a warm gaze.
“Am I not the closest person to God? The god I worship is yes. Since you have the Pope as government, any sin you commit will be forgiven.”
“I, the government… … .”
When Llewelyn was startled, Ernel laughed softly.
“okay.”
“… … .”
“I’ll dedicate myself to it, so I’ll take care of the backing. Do whatever you want, okay?”
Her heart, which was beating quickly, calmed down at Ernel’s words. Llewelyn put her hand on her chest. It was reassuring to have someone watching from behind.
*
The royal palace is opened when the royal family members are executed. Royals and nobles watch the executions inside the building, while commoners wait for their heads to fall from below.
Pamela was put to death. She was weeping in sorrow. The only thing he did was to live as an illegitimate child, be persecuted, and live as a child. while protecting his son.
She bit her lip with a tear-soaked face. If the previous king was still alive, this wouldn’t have happened. She thought she would make the perfect family with the man.
Thinking of the abuse suffered by the cold Duke of Brion made my teeth grind even while sleeping. But the King was different. He was always warm to her.
A lot has changed since he chose her. The illegitimate daughter of the humble Duke of Brion became the king’s lover, and he promised her the throne.
Pamela wanted to make the perfect family with him.
However, because of her birth, she lost her place to the Princess of Thessaly. Only because of the bloodline!
So I got greedy.
I was bullied, the world was tormenting me! What did I do wrong? I was just trying to survive!
Pamela did not regret it. It was natural. Because this was for survival. The more the man mocked by his half-brother and enemy of the Duke of Brion, she bit her lip until it bled and vowed.
I’m going to make that man kneel at the feet of that miserable illegitimate child.
So even if I betrayed the king, I still had another man. So I had a baby! She bit her lip, thinking of Bastian.
He didn’t know that the guy who was born from his womb, who was like an alter ego, would betray his mother like this.
It was all because of Llewellyn. The daughter of that Princess Thessaly! That year, that year! You stole the most precious men from her!
Pamela stared at Llewelyn, who was standing still with a tearful face. A year to tear apart! Llewelyn looked at Pamela without averting her eyes.
Now Pamela stared at the Duke of Brion. However, the Duke of Brion turned away from her by kicking his tongue.
It was because of Bastian that Pamela did not fall after biting Duke Brion. The one who would protect Bastian was Duke Brion.
It was worthy of being called her last mother-in-law. However, apart from that, the hatred he had toward Duke Brion was bitter.
She gnawed her teeth at the poor man.
will kill will kill you! Her whites were red and bloodshot. Like a demon resurrected from hell, Pamela looked at the people, spraying them with bitter poison.
“then… … .”
She looked at her son who had betrayed her. Bastian, that frailty eventually kills her mother!
For Pamela, children were tools. But it wasn’t that he didn’t love him.
An illegitimate child just like you.
He hoped that his son, who was always ridiculed by his womb, would reign supreme. But where did it go wrong? From where… … !
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
“Kill that wicked witch!”
Everyone was eagerly waiting for her death.
“Little things!”
Pamela shouted like a scream. Dare, dare them! Pamela scoffed at those who cried out for her death.
To die like this, he hoped that Bastian would despise him. Because it was true that they did what they defined as a sin. Rather, it was better for Bastian to be separated from him by accusing him of himself and to restore the authority of the king.
‘Please, please, live well. You must not live like me!’
Don’t be fooled by that bitch.
Pamela trembled and sent a final message to Bastian.
She thought of the blade that would soon descend. scary. afraid. It was the first time she had died. She drove others to death, but she dared to fear death.
“Then execute… … !”
“Wait a minute, brother!”
Llewelyn got up from her seat and shouted.
People looked at Princess Llewelyn. The princess, the victim of the incident, had a pathetic expression on her face.
A kind-hearted princess is arguing. As people thought so, Llewelyn knelt in front of Bastian.
“Please stop the execution, brother.”
“What do you mean?”
“Brother, there is one thing I dare to hide from you.”
People were whispering. Princess Llewelyn said pathetically with tears in her eyes.
“Sir Jayad!”
When Llewelyn shouted and called, a red cloaked red knight appeared, splitting the commoners.
Tristan Jayad? Wasn’t she abandoned by the princess? The nobles also looked puzzled. Why the hell was the person who was transferred because he wounded Prince Biserk?
Someone was standing in front of Tristan Jayad. He was wearing a hood.
He was grabbing his arm at random, as if trying to run away. But Tristan dragged him along, roughly as if he was pushing a “sinner”.
The knight standing right in front of the balcony politely raised his arms and greeted his master and princess whom he had not seen in a long time.
Princess Llewellyn bit her lip slightly.
In a well-planned play, playing the innocent and merciful princess, Llewelyn told Bastian.
“My mother, who was executed, is alive.”
At the same time, Tristan Jayad took off the woman’s hood. A sigh of shock rang out among the people.
A middle-aged woman with reddish brown hair and green eyes appeared. With a glance at her pretty face, she could tell who she looked like. Pamela’s face turned white.
Delphina, the poor queen who was framed by Pamela and died, was here.
The Forsaken Princess’s Secret Bedroom chapter 118

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