Published at 22nd of January 2020 09:46:01 AM
Chapter 14
Chapter 14: The Emperor’s Daughter Chapter . 14
“This is where you must survive . So how about it? You like it?”
Ah, this crazy fucker .
There’s no answer (cure) for him . I internally sighed . Even if there was no answer (cure) for him, how could it be to the point where there really was no answer at all? I was at a loss for words . I felt as if someone simply handed me a pen and asked me to solve the seven greatest unsolved mathematical problems .
As we looked into each other’s eyes, Caitel smiled wordlessly .
Looking at his smile made me want to say something to him, and I automatically opened my mouth, but before I could say anything, I was interrupted by a knock on the door .
The knocking sound echoed in the room .
“Your majesty, Earl Cesklov is requesting an audience with you . ”
The servant said . That seemed to serve as some kind of excuse .
Caitel looked at me for a moment, and he put on his ‘mask’ . His face changed instantly . It was as if he didn’t put on his ‘mask’ properly for a moment as one could see an icy expression spread across his real face . Perhaps, it’s the kind of ‘mask’ that could envelop one’s whole face .
I had no idea who Earl Cesklov was, but I did recognize the face of the servant who came to open the door of the study as he politely lowered his head .
Caitel let out a low breath . It was more like a quick breath than a sigh to me though . He walked to my bassinet and lowered me down . He also didn’t forget to pat my head for no reason before leaving .
Was I a dog?
I wanted to stick it to him for some reason . The way he patted me made me wonder whether he was petting an animal or if he was he caressing his child . I honestly didn’t know .
“Just play here by yourself for a moment . I will be back soon . ”
I nodded my head . Then I plopped my whole body down to tell him a message: “Fuck off . ” I wanted to play with my toys, but Caitel had taken all of it away, and they were no longer in the bassinet . Instead, they were all sprawled around the floor out of my reach .
Caitel laughed at me one more time and left the room . No, to be more accurate, he went back into his study . The creak the door made as it shut echoed throughout the room .
“Um . ”
Wriggle, wriggle . I played around with my fingers .
When I was big, I used to look at babies’ hands and wonder, “How could that be a hand? They are just insisting it is a hand when it’s so tiny . ” However, now that I was a baby, it was different . I felt like this hand was just right and didn’t feel small at all . Perhaps, this was what one would call a matter of perspective .
In fact, I felt Nanny or Caitel had unnecessarily large hands for some reason .
“Buuu-pa!”
Grow up!
I wouldn’t bother wondering why those words came out that way .
Ah, when could I speak human words that could actually be understood?
Why was it that I could understand words, but I couldn’t actually say any? Was I a mute? I heard kids learn fast, so I should be able to speak soon right? Right?
“Yee, Icadowit”
As I waited for the day I could speak, I laughed cheekily . Heh, heh . That’s right, just as nanny said, I need to talk a lot to widen my vocabulary . My nanny’s skills in childcare knowledge were always right! Yup, that’s right!
I felt like I was exaggerating my reasoning a bit, but I didn’t care . I would talk a lot, listen a lot, and talk some more . Then one day, I would like it if I could tell my crazy dad, “You are a seriously crazy bastard . ” Ah, why was it so hard to pronounce “Crazy bastard”?
Then should I put this word for later use and simply use the word idiot instead? Idiot .
I was playing by myself by lifting both my feet with my hands when I heard a crunching sound as the door opened . It was because of my baby supplies that were near the door .
What is it? Was a maid coming in?
I quickly lost interest and naturally turned my head back to my original spot . After all, a maid’s job was usually the same as the others, there was not a big difference . She would probably clean the room or throw out the trash . In this particular case, she would have to clean the messy room the damn Emperor made, but that was about it . It was all that kind of work after all .
Instead of something like that, I was more invested in my feet . Could I raise them?!
That was something one couldn’t do when one grew up since their body grew bigger . Their arms and legs were too long for it . If one were inflexible one couldn’t do it too .
It was… biting one’s own feet!
When one was a baby, everyone had the famous picture of biting their own foot . I, too, had a picture of myself as a baby biting my own feet, but when I grew bigger, my flexibility went to shit, so I other babies fascinated me when they could move their bodies do flexibly wondering how could they do it . That position required one’s arms and legs to be short and one had to be flexible or they couldn’t even attempt . After a short time thinking about it, I decided to try .
This position actually worked, I was stretching my arms, but it didn’t pull at my hips .
A young child’s flexibility was really something else!
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I was moved and getting excited by myself when, at that moment, I saw a dark shadow on top of me . I instinctively looked up at the sudden darkness, and I froze in that exact position .
I thought it was a maid, but he was not a maid .
The guy who walked closer to me was wearing a servant’s bland uniform that didn’t stand out in the royal palace, and in that man’s hand was a knife .
I couldn’t even breath, my face instantly paled, and I froze . As soon as the cutlery, with its shiny white light, entered my sight, my heart fell into my stomach, and my whole body shook with fear .
I had forgotten . No, I thought I had forgotten it . Even when I was in another body, my body reacted automatically to fear . My hands were shaking like a quaking aspen tree, and my mouth ended up letting go of the feet I was biting on .
The man was not a servant, and he definitely wasn’t a maid either .
He was a guest who came to kill me .
“It’s you . ”
My past memories resurfaced . A white knife . A red hood . The hand that stabbed her continuously without any care or mercy .
Was it repeating, was this how I die again?
I couldn’t even bring myself to cry . I was completely white with fear, and I couldn’t bring myself to make any noise . I heard that one was paralyzed with fear one really can’t move or take any actions because they were, well, “paralyzed”… Perhaps, that turned out to be true . If I cried, Caitel would come . If only I could cry for my daddy next door to save me, yet I could not bring myself to cry . I could only tremble and wait for my death to approach me soon .
“I am sorry to say this, but you need to die . ”
The man raised his hand, and that was all I couldn’t bear to see what happens next, and I flinched, closing my eyes .
Save me!
Somebody, please! I couldn’t die like this again! Was this how I die? I had now finally mastered the art of sitting up, and after all that, I had to die here meaninglessly? In this way?
I grabbed the tips of my fingers that had gone cold and called earnestly for someone inside my mind . I then prepared myself for the inevitable pain by biting down on my lips . Though my lips started hurting, it couldn’t be helped .
Yet, no matter how long I waited, the knife didn’t fall on my body .
I opened my eyes unconsciously .
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“Hu!”
Ok…ay?
The assassin tried to quickly lower the knife into me . However, something flew by even faster than him . The guy let out a scream of pain as he grabbed onto his arm . What flew by was a short knife .
Swish!
As I heard something being opened, I struggled around to get up on my feet . Then I sat down, leaning against the safety guard and raised my head to see what was going on with my own two eyes .
Caitel, who had taken out his sword somehow, was coming towards me .
How in the world did he enter the room?
I couldn’t figure it out . In a flash, he quickly slashed the guy’s back and his head off . Blood splattered everywhere in the room .
Red and warm liquid splashed onto my cheek .
Huh?
“A guy like this . ”
Caitel raised his head .
In his eyes was the bloodthirstiness I always saw hidden in the corner of his eyes .
It was now blatantly there on his face for all to see, and it was even more terrifying than I thought possible .
“How did he enter the royal palace?”
Somehow, a servant I had never seen before opened the door that connected to the study . Caitel shook his sword clean and ordered in a cold voice as the blood drops splattered everywhere
“Call the Royal guards (Household troops) . ”
Then Caitel let go of his sword . At that moment, I suspected that there was something wrong with my eyes .
Huh?
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As soon as Caitel let go of his sword, the sword melted like snow in the air and disappeared . There wasn’t even any sound of it falling or disappearing . There was nothing left behind .
That was…
“Clean the corpse . ”
After Caitel coldly gave his orders, he walked straight towards me . On his way, he stepped on an arm, but he didn’t seem to care .
The metallic smell of blood was in the air . I scrunched my face as the smell covered my entire nostrils . It was strong enough to make me gag .
Caitel lightly lifted me and laughed as I made all kind of faces .
“I told you . ”
It was a bright smile with a hint of contempt .
“This place is disgusting to the point that it is tiresome . ”
I froze once again . This time it wasn’t due to fear but from the coldness this man seemed to emanate .
How deep was this disgust? How thick was his contempt?’
I didn’t know where to start, or how to navigate through all this darkness .
I swallowed back my dry mouth .
“I just hope you won’t be too surprised by this . ”
He stroked my cheek . The blood splattered on my cheek was now on his hand
“It would be troublesome if you got surprised just by this . ”
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