I Will Avoid The Death Flag [It's Published]
38. Eternal Sleep

"I heard you healed a lot of people today."

No, Viten put the tea cup on the table with a loud noise.

Moonlight enters the window grille of the Viten workspace. Where now, there is a special corner for us who always gather together for tea. It could be said that after the ridiculous proposal, Viten often tried to set aside his time for me.

I glanced at the three candles on the glowing table, then replied, "That's right, Your Majesty. However, despite having consultations all day, I haven't even healed half of those who came to the temple. Forced, some parts of those who came even had to spend another night in the temple courtyard."

Viten grunting. "Leave it. They're too greedy."

"You are cruel to your people, Your Majesty. Doesn't it make sense to want a life without disease? At least, you provide some accommodation for those who spend the night at the temple."

"I'm not the one who spent money on the Princess to accommodate them. I don't want to follow you who make them tents to sleep in or give them food and drinks for free."

I chuckle stiffly. Now, as Princess, I'm running out of funds to use on luxury things like other noble ladies. Well, it's not that I really care when in front of me this time it's a walking wallet or a walking wallet.

If judging the situation, if I asked for a mountain of gold, Viten would definitely hand it over to me with pleasure.

"Are you unhappy because it's your money?" ask me while showing off a plain and gentle smile.

Viten frowned. "No. That's your money when I gave it to you."

"There is nothing wrong with helping the people." I grabbed a cup of tea on the table. "I also certainly cannot let everyone die of cold and hunger while waiting for their turn to arrive. It's appropriate for me to give them comfort, isn't it?"

"You're so cunning." Viten poured the tea into my empty cup. "You bribed them. You know that?"

"I know, Your Majesty. But that is the law of nature. Those who are weak will bow down to whoever extends his hand to them."

Viten glanced at me with a strange look in his eyes. "I even got some reports from the nobles and their thanks because you've cured the illness suffered by them. He said, you managed to make them defend their dying descendants and can carry on their family clan with pride. Then, there are also many young ladies who want to be your social friends. Or noble mistress who is very interested in you. Or how they would sign a political agreement with me as long as their son is saved from his deadly disease. There are also those who give up their gem mines voluntarily for you. The faction that initially opposed me also became devastated and cooperated with me."

Viten closed his eyes and exhaled slowly. When he opened his eyes and displayed a red bead that shimmered in a luna glint, it burst open. The corner of his lips rose, making the panorama in front of me look so charming and can make me captive.

"How can you turn my kingdom around like this, Serethy? Never in my shadow will you be the one who turns destiny around."

Turning back destiny? What is this guy talking about?

However, I only reviewed a small smile. "Am I not so amazing, Your Majesty?"

Viten nodded quickly. In his eyes, created the blooming flowers of spring. Stunning, she's stunning.

"Very. You are so amazing. I'm so eager to give you whatever you want instead."

"I'll hold your sentence, Your Majesty."

Viten laughed a little.

Geez, the psychopath has now completely disappeared and turned into a more gentle, relaxed, and cheerful person. It's not that I'm not grateful. I'm so grateful to be able to turn Serethy's unfortunate fate in the novel into a life worth living.

"Gossip newspapers written by Madam Kricia are also quite persuasive. Anyway, the way Madam Kricia convinced the audience in her writing couldn't stop me from being amazed."

I smile. "That's right, Your Majesty. And also, Madam Kricia held her speech by saying the things I answered during the interview."

"of course. If Madam Kricia overstates it, maybe Madam wants to die."

I exhaled. "Although Madam Kricia was your nanny when you were a kid?"

"I did thank him for taking care of me when I was little, but if he made the Asher Kingdom stick its sword at you, I wouldn't hesitate to raise my sword at him."

I frowned to hide the misbehavior in my heart. This crazy bastard clearly knows how to make me misbehave by saying sweet things.

"Ahem, Your Grace. And that gossip paper got me a lot of support on my own."

One corner of his lips rose, forming a grin. "Now, many people are starting to pay attention to you, Serethy. There are many people who support you to become Queen. Although the controversy is not over yet, the average Asher has expressed their support for you. And for that alone, you're doing so great. I'm so proud of you."

I smile. "It's good to hear your praise."

"You'll hear much the same thing in the future."

I just laughed awkwardly.

"And you also calmed the curse of Cioten," continued Viten, continuing to connect the conversation as if he did not want this moment to end quickly. "I knew it was the curse of the God of Death. However, I don't even know why the God of Death gave Cioten the curse."

Viten doesn't even know why Cioten is cursed. That's new information to me. However, exactly what was the reason the God of Death cursed Cioten? That man, judging from his dark past, isn't he an innocent boy? So, for what reason did the God of Death ruthlessly plant a curse inside Cioten's body?

I brought the edge of the cup to my lips, inhaling the fragrance. "I can only calm his curse for a while. I still don't know how to remove the curse completely. What I've been doing all this time is just delaying the Prince's death."

"That's more than enough." Viten. "I wanted so badly to see Cioten alive that he died in old age. You know what, Serethy? I really want Cioten to find someone he loves, live love, make a family, and live a happy life without needing to be restrained. That's enough for me."

I frowned. "Then, what about you?"

Viten looked puzzled when I mentioned his name. "Me?"

"Yes. What about you, Your Majesty? Are you happy with the choices you make? Are you also really able to be free and express what you like without worry, Your Majesty?"

His face is now turning stiff. He had trouble telling the answer. Viten continued to open and close his mouth, as if the word on the tip of the tongue instead ran back to the throat by itself.

"I—"

Haven't heard Viten's reply yet, we've been first intruded with a rhythmic knock on the door. Impressed hurry.

"Your Majesty!" Then, the door opened violently. The staff working in the palace bowed deeply. "I'm sorry for being so disrespectful! However, the Queen Mother! The Queen Mother is meeting her end!"

"What?"

I could see Viten's face turning weird. The mixed emotions on his face made it difficult for me to read his expression.

"Suri's mother expects you to be in the process of her death." The staff straightened up and looked at me straight. "Mother Suri is also expecting your presence, Princess."

...***...

The Queen Mother was supposed to be an elite concubine from among the nobles, but since Queen Asher died being poisoned, her social status suddenly rose and she was made Queen.

However, her real daughter disappeared at one time. Rumor has it that the poor princess had been sold into slavery or murdered. Until now, no more rumors have spread about the princess. It was as if his own existence had faded away and died.

When we arrived at the Jewel Palace, the residence of the Queen Mother, many servants and knights were gathered at one time.

And when we arrived at the Queen Mother's room, her room was crowded with people gathered.

Some servants lined up in the corner of the room, some even sobbing and some holding back their cries. Then, Eladio Cyrill, sat down beside the Queen Mother while clasping her pale and thin fingers.

Cioten, for some reason, she could not hold her own weight and leaned against the corner of the room.

Finally, Viten advanced.

The Queen Mother, Calmaria Belith Asher, lay helplessly on the bed with an empty look toward the ceiling of her room.

Her emerald hair and black irises seemed to have become a hallmark of Cyrill. Then, a pale face and a very thin body, some parts of his body even showed bone curves on the surface of his skin, as well as a thin cheek as if losing hope and essence in it.

Calmaria looks pathetic.

"Suri's mother," call Viten. The vowels in the tone she was wearing sounded faintly trembling.

Calmaria moved her eyes, then painstakingly raised both corners of her lips into a thin smile.

"Look." Calmaria's voice echoed in the room full of sobs.

Even Eladio Cyrill, the man who lost his daughter with a cold face, looked desperate.

"Look, my son who has become king" continued Calmaria with great difficulty. It was as if his life had been at the end of his throat.

Viten's voice broke. "Mother Suri?"

"It's okay, my son. Come closer."

Viten approached and gathered in front of Calmaria.

Seeing the interaction between the two made me confused. Shouldn't Viten hate Calmaria? Calmaria is the only cause of Viten not getting family affection. The only reason that separates Viten and Cioten. The only person who sent Cioten to the pavilion away from the palace. The only reason that pressured Viten to be a good King. The only person who has hurt Viten mentally.

So why did Calmaria's death stir up grief in Viten's heart?

"Mr Princess."

I gasped when Calmaria's weak voice called out to me.

"Close to."

Doubtful for a moment, I sat down next to Viten.

The skinny fingers that only displayed the bones in each of his knuckles stroked my hair.

"You are a good candidate for the Queen. I can tell that. I can tell just by listening to the rumors about you, Princess. I support you completely." Calmaria tried to smile at her pale lips. "If you have offspring later, please love your child."

I didn't answer and just gave a thin smile.

"My son," called Calmaria lovingly in her eyes at Viten. "You will continue to be my great son, as will Cioten. You have worked hard to become King and fulfill your great responsibilities as King. Your mother is proud of you."

The Viten bead is vibrating. Soon enough, the glass that was being held back desperately by him decayed.

"It's okay. Just cry," continued Calmaria. "To be king does not mean not to be human. You can cry."

After listening to the tone of my dear Calmaria, Viten's shoulders trembled violently.

"Mom, Mum, Mommy."

Viten began to whine and call his mother on a whim, as if she were a five-year-old who had lost her mother in the night market.

"My son, Viten and Cioten. Your mother is proud of you both. Viten, forgive me for sowing a wound in your heart. And Cioten." Calmaria glanced at Cioten in the corner of her room, then smiled wider but wistfully. "I'm sorry Mom. Mother's fault is too much for you, I'm sorry."

Calmaria smiled, but her tears trickled down the corner of the eye. And at the same time, his black eyes hid behind his eyelids.

Cries burst into the room, unpretentious, showing that they were the most saddened by the former queen's eternal sleep.

The Royal Doctor came forward and examined Calmaria's pulse. However, the Royal Physician simply shook his head and retreated back.

The crying started to break and collapse.

Some of the servants fell down as if unable to accept the reality. So did Cioten who immediately escaped from the room.

I who do not understand the situation at all can only be silent. Watching how the crazy bastard next to me looks broken and ruined because of his mother's death.

That's a new side to me.

I bite my lips. The atmosphere of grief everywhere made my heart feel claustrophobic.

...***...

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December 13, 2022