Forced Marriage: Thirteenth Wife
49. He's the one who's guilty

Shortly after closing her eyes, Irene said, "Don't open until I allow it. Promise me, Eli."

"I swear."

Eirene smiled gently. Go near the vase where Elios pulled out one of the roses to pull out a special dagger Narendra.

This dagger is usually held by Narendra's men. The dagger that Eirene took from the room drawer, belonged to Elios.

"Actually, Eli," Irene murmured as she rubbed the dagger's sharp blade with the rose engraving, "I love Narendra very much."

"really?"

"Yes. Hugely. I'm so happy every time I hear Mom tell me about our history from two hundred years ago. About the founder, about the diaries of previous generations."

"I love Narendra and love the beautiful Narendra system."

Elios smiled with his eyes closed. "Eri is Narendra's noblest woman in this generation."

"I want to be like that."

"You've become like that, so there's no need to want to."

Eirene laughed with her dagger raised, ready to stab her heart.

"Sorry, Eli."

"Hey! Narendra's woman can't say that low sentence!" elios protested.

But Eirene kept laughing.

"I'm sorry," murmured Eirene. "The narendra I love must not be tainted with transgression."

If for two hundred years no Narendra woman gave birth, Irene would not be the first.

Those rules must remain standing to maintain their purity. Something beautiful is eternal. Irene did not want to change it at all.

The glint from the dagger illuminated Eirene's vision. The woman who was touted as the most beautiful flower Narendra of her generation brought a dagger to her chest, not letting the slightest doubt come.

Eirene tried not to make a sound, even just for a small groan. Hot blood seeped into the new dress the designer made for her.

Eirene's glowing face slowly disappeared. His lips trembled, his breath blocked as blood so quickly escaped from his body.

Now Eirene was on her knees. He looked at Elios, who was still closing his eyes.

"Eri, I smell something fishy. What'sthat?" Elios immediately frowned. He seemed anxious but still kept his vow not opening his eyes.

"Ja ... ngan now hh."

Elios tensed. "Your breathing is not normal. I can hear it! Actually there's apa—"

Eirene spewed blood from her mouth. Smiling with relief knowing that now he will no longer be helped.

The smell of blood forced Elios to open his eyes. But it was too late even if he was dogged to bring Eirene into the basement, Narendra's special hospital was run.

Eirene smiled as Elios was sculpting.

"You ...." Elios had a blank face staring at him. He seemed to think it was just a dream. "What .... Eri?"

Sweat in the temple of Eirene. The woman laughed with great difficulty, hoping that she was still as beautiful as ever even if blood filled her.

"I ... Narendra," Eirene said as the door opened, bringing up Dioris and Arkas. "I keep my honor with my own hands."

The last thing Eirene heard was the desperate cry of Elios and Dioris, before the whole thing became eternal darkness.

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Arkas could only stare blankly at his sister there. Educated intelligent Pris leads Narendra, an extraordinarily powerful family who monopolized the government long ago, the man now unable to understand the situation.

The Arkas just feels cold. Even Arkas did not feel that he had stopped breathing. The smell of blood around the room was too strong.

It's the scent of tragic death that Arkas memorized.

"Eri." It was Elios' voice that awakened Arkas. "Eri, what is this? You were kidding me? Eri!"

Arkas. Suddenly a great anger overcame him. Unbeknownst to him, Arkas had already strangled Elios by the neck.

"You killed my brother!" shouted Arkas doormat. "You killed him, Elios! You killed him!"

Elios was deathly pale as he shook his head repeatedly. "No. Eri no ... Eri, my Eri is not—"

Arkas' anger is soaring. Though his logic tries to say that Elios could not have really killed him, Arkas' feelings cannot accept that.

Whatever the reason Eirene ended her life, Arkas wanted Elios to take responsibility.

He made her choose that decision.

Arkas was unaware that he had nearly taken Elios' life before his body was suddenly pulled, curbed so tightly.

Arkas rebelled. Shouting his fidelity cursed Elios and swore at him.

He is guilty.

For Arkas, he did the wrong thing.

He will have to bear the blame and Arkas will never forgive his mistakes.

It won't.

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