Forsaken Princess’s Secret Bedroom 144
The Forsaken Princess’s Secret Bedroom chapter 144

to have you
The last thing Bastian wanted was to leave Llewelyn alone and put it in his own hands.
It was natural. It would be difficult to obtain Llewelyn by force without Tristan, and with Almondite it would be difficult to defeat him politically and stand up.
For this reason, Llewelyn delivered a secret letter from Celine to the prince of Peta Kingdom to show her support for Thessaly.
The price is for Brygent to support the military in the civil war. The prince seemed suspicious, but he readily agreed.
So Tristan left Llewelyn’s side.
Ernell relieved Llewelyn’s worries by saying that she would soon return to the Holy Land.
As Ernell predicted, opponents questioned his qualifications and sparked a civil war. As soon as the news was delivered, Ernell returned to the Holy Land.
Eventually, only Almondite remained.
Even before she could complete her excuses, the demonic beast appeared. It must be Bastian’s masterpiece. Before she could even do her trick, Bastian hit the player.
Llewelyn was terrified for the first time. I didn’t want to let Almondite go. Still, she had to let Almondite go.
Llewelyn wanted to tell Almondite all the plans. However, there was a possibility that Bastian could spy on others, so he was careful about what he said. What will you do if that artificial awkwardness is discovered by Bastian?
As if waiting for them all to disappear, Bastian took control of the royal family and imprisoned Llewelyn.
Everything went as she expected. So sadly, everything.
“Aaaaaah!”
And now, a black seal came out of Bastian’s screaming body.
Ernel and Llewelyn were able to find out what it was. That was the Pope.
Bastian gasped for breath and widened his eyes as if surprised to see Inyoung in front of him.
The shadow with the old man’s face smiled. Seeing this, Ernell said annoyedly, as if not surprised.
“I didn’t know you were going to make a place like this, Dad.”
“Oh, I thought you might come.”
The former Pope smiled brightly.
“Why are you going to Brygent because each other bothers each other?”
“Since I have lived as a pope, I want to live as a king as well.”
“You are crazy… … . After living for hundreds of years, has your head turned around?”
Ernel’s self-contempt was tinged with cold contempt.
“This guy is really easy to deal with.”
He giggled and laughed. Bastian, standing behind him, had a look of despair.
“No, my father-in-law, I also killed my stepfather and went crazy.”
Llewelyn’s eyes widened. what… … . For a moment, the words of the Marquis Gertlinger, who had doubts about the death of the previous king, came to mind.
Llewelyn always wondered if her father’s death was Pamela’s fault. Because it was only in the interests of Pamela.
But, Bastian killed his father?
Suddenly, Bastian began to sob.
“Mi, I’m sorry. Llewellyn.”
“… … .”
Bastian looked at Llewelyn with despairing eyes. Llewelyn’s heart was beating fast.
Bastian admitted his wrongdoing.
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[Want to get it? Do you feel like you are going crazy in pain?]
“no!”
[I miss you. You tried to see her last time too.]
Bastian clenched his teeth and shook his head. He shut his eyes tightly.
In the past, as if possessed by something, he installed a crystal ball in Llewelyn’s bedroom.
But except for one time, he didn’t make it work.
He seemed to fall for the temptations that his heart sometimes whispered.
[Today, Llewelyn brought Tristan Jayad into the bedroom, right?
What would Llewelyn be like in the arms of a knight who was dismissed as a Zakat tribe? What kind of eyes should I look at a man?]
“shut up!”
[Let’s see. It doesn’t matter how you look at it.]
“… … .”
[I couldn’t get my hands on it properly, and it ended in failure last time.]
My heart whispered.
“It’s your move!”
[You are me, why do you separate me from you? You wanted to do that.]
Bastian covered his head and rejected the black heart that seduced him.
For some reason, the darkness in his heart was so huge and selfish that he forced his heart on the owner who said he didn’t like it.
[It happened because of what I said.]
“no.”
[You did what I said, and you came this far.]
“no.”
[You did what I said, and you killed my father.]
“no!”
[Well, not even my father.]
“Stop talking!”
Pamela has long hated Bastian meeting Llewelyn. But the previous king, Falun, didn’t care whether he did it or not.
So maybe he was careless. Bastian forced the lonely Llewelyn to talk, and brought food to the starving Llewelyn.
The previous king tolerated Bastian’s actions.
Bastian could not afford the growing coalition. Because of this, he couldn’t resist the urge and activated the mirror connected to the marble.
Bastian’s eyes widened as he looked in the mirror. The moonlight was shining on Llewelyn’s bedroom.
Bastian saw the lovely Inyoung sleeping on the bed.
As the moonlight shone upon her, he blushed. Even though it was hot or not covered with a blanket, Llewelyn was sleeping quietly.
Her thin pajamas were shining brightly on her body. Before long, the golden moonlight brightened his face. The shadows cast on her face by the light made Llewelyn’s face look more perfect.
Llewelyn, who always stood up with a thorn, was asleep in a relaxed state she had never seen in her life.
In exultation, he unknowingly let out a sound of amazement. My heart was pounding. The woman’s reddish-brown hair seemed to hold a scent.
Unbearable, he went closer to the mirror and kissed Llewelyn’s image. It just felt exhilarating.
“Bastian!”
Then someone screamed. Bastian, startled, looked back.
It was Falun. Bastian remained stiff, unmoving.
Falun breathed in, huh, huh. At first glance, he wasn’t in good shape.
“Now, you, you, Llewelyn… … !”
“… … .”
Frightened, Bastian turned to his dark heart for help. I want you to live, what should I do in this case? … . After a desperate plea, a chirping voice was heard.
Then, Falun shouted.
“No matter how you look at it, I thought it was strange… … my daughter!”
Falun’s face was filled with unbearable anger and disgust. It was too cold to be a gaze directed at his own child.
“I have to tell Pamela right now… … . How could this guy… … .”
The laughter in Bastian’s ears grew louder. He grabbed his head and begged and begged someone to help him.
‘Help me, I have to end this situation.’
[Leave it to me.]
The moment Bastian nodded, his headache stopped. He lowered his hand holding his head and smiled coldly.
Bastian raised his chin and said.
“why? What’s the matter, Dad?”
“what? Did you ask why now?”
“After all, Llewelyn and I aren’t even real siblings, are we?”
“you you!”
“Oh, I guess you didn’t know.”
Bastian smiled mischievously. Falun’s complexion grew worse on that face.
“You’ve been sincere. completely!”
“… … .”
“I know you are not my son. Then you should quietly lower yourself and live like a dead mouse. Are you doing this crazy thing!”
“Isn’t your daughter an abandoned child after all? That abandoned child is so pretty that I’m going to get it… … .”
Bastian felt liberated for the first time. The words he had always held in his heart came out at his own will.
“It’s not bad, is it?”
“You dare Llewelyn!”
“As a daughter, I didn’t really love her… … . Oh! is it?”
Bastian opened his eyes and made a sound as if he had realized it. He said raising one corner of his mouth.
“Father, is that so? Shouldn’t a dirty, lowly bloodline like mine be grafted onto the noble bloodline of my father and my dead queen?”
From here, words he had never even thought of began to come out.
Falun made a speechless expression. Bastian was sure of that. Indeed, the king thought so.
Anger filled with a sense of betrayal. Although they don’t give love, I thought they would accept themselves as children… … .
“Wow, that’s fun. I was so nervous that I couldn’t bully my daughter like that, but when a guy like me likes ‘daring’… … .”
“… … .”
“Father, it’s more contradictory than it looks.”
Falun began to croak. Bastian was smiling as he watched his ‘father’ coughing painfully.
Falun frowned and said.
“Get out of the palace right now! Otherwise, I will kill you.”
Is this the last remaining fatherhood for Llewelyn? Of course not, Bastian knew well.
Falun simply cannot tolerate Bastian laughing at him and challenging his authority.
He was a really fun person. Bastian smiled cheerfully and reached out to Falun.
“Uh… … . I’m not used to it.”
When nothing happened, Bastian looked at his hand as if he was seeing something strange, then folded it and unfolded it.
He then shrugged his chin, seemed to be in thought, and said:
“Then let’s just do this, Dad.”
Falun ignored those words and walked away leaving Bastian behind. He suddenly saw the shadow of Bastian reflected in front of him strangely growing.
As soon as he turned his head, the tentacles whirled around his neck and lifted him up.
Woodduck.
Falun looked at Bastian earnestly with a groaning sound, but only the Beast Beast remained there.
As time passed, the movement of the man who was desperately struggling in the air stopped.
“Ha ha ha ha ha!”
Bastian felt a sense of liberation again and laughed for a long time. While bursting into laughter, Bastian came to his senses.
What have I done now? Nightmarish exhilaration and hate ran through my body.
He trembled and looked at the man who had fallen in front of him. His stepfather had been strangled to a dead body.
i will kill
He sobbed as he covered his face with both hands. Then someone swung the door open without knocking.
“Your Majesty, in Bastian’s room… … .”
“… … .”
When he heard the woman’s voice, Bastian cried even louder.
it was her mother
Pamela noticed that the atmosphere in the room was strange.
Bastian weeping, the fallen corpse of Falun.
Pamela desperately stopped the scream that was about to come out. her face turned red.
this, what is this
“Uh, mother… … .”
Bastian sobbed in tears. Pamela rolled her eyes and walked over to hold Bastian in her arms.
“Hey, I killed him.”
“Bastian, why… … .”
“Well, that’s not what I meant.”
He had tears in his blue eyes and dripped down. Her pitiful appearance was similar to that of her when she was young. Even though she was a child who couldn’t take care of herself, Pamela felt motherly.
“it’s okay.”
“… … .”
“It’s okay, sweetheart. This mother will take care of it.”
Pamela kissed Bastian’s forehead, who was crying. She looked around the room, thinking what the hell had happened.
Eventually, her gaze fell on Llewelyn in the mirror hanging on the wall. Pamela gritted her teeth and glared at Llewelyn.
Regardless of their tragedy, Llewelyn looked so calm.
Not sure exactly what was going on, but Pamela noticed that it was all because of that Llewelyn.
‘Because this didn’t kill that… … .’
If Llewelyn had been killed earlier, this tragedy would not have happened. Pamela comforted and comforted her crying son.
So the throne was inherited.
The Forsaken Princess’s Secret Bedroom chapter 144

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