Chapter 1.5

“Sir Cassiel, would you mind waiting

outside with the others for a moment? It’s my last meeting, I’d like to talk with Jayna alone.”

“I cannot do that. She is the daughter of a traitor and besides that, she’s an attempt to end your life as well. His Royal Highness’s order was to never be separated from the Crown Princess because we couldn’t tell what might happen.”

“Sir Cassiel, please.”

Angela held her hands together and looked at him with pitiful, teary eyes.

I’m certain Cassiel would never refuse Angela’s words.

“The execution is only an hour away. There are iron bars between her and me, so she won’t be able to touch me. She was once like a sister. If not now, I will no longer have the opportunity to speak to her later.”

Tears welled up in her green eyes. Cassiel made a rare flustered face.

“There’s no help when you say that. we’ll be right there, if she shows any sign of wanting to harm you, please call us out loud.”

“Thank you, Sir Cassiel.”

The sound of the knights’ footsteps receded, then soon disappeared altogether. It was just me and Angela.

“Why are you here? Do you finally have something to say now?”

“Indeed. I just wanted to take a closer look at your messy form.”

“Really? Are you satisfied now?”

“Yes, and I wanted to show you this.”

The crown was twinkling on Angela’s head.

The crown jewel, made of platinum, really suited her silver hair, as it had been made with its owner chosen from the beginning.

“My goal was always to be the most powerful woman in the empire. And finally, it almost coming true. What do you think? Doesn’t it look good on me?”

Angela was widely smiling from the bottom of her heart.

I got goosebumps. Although she was inconsiderate, but to her, me and my father were her benefactors.

Nevertheless, Angela didn’t feel guilty about what she had done to her benefactors.

“You’re so audacious till the very end.

Don’t you even remember what my father and I have done for you so far?”

“I’m grateful for it all.”

“Don’t you feel remorse?”

“If I had, I wouldn’t have done anything like this. I have never felt sorry for this. I have hated you since the beginning. Anyway, were you doing that because you pitied me? Like a noble saint helping a beggar. Didn’t you know that your petty compassion had felt mocking?”

“Compassion?”

I let out a laugh. How could she describe those things in a word like sympathy?

I still remember the first time I met Angela.

The girl, who accompanied my father into the Bellechateur’s household, couldn’t hide her anxious eyes and trembling hands.

But she was shining. I had fallen in love with that lovely girl at first sight.

I wanted to do everything Angela liked and sincerely wanted her to be happy.

So I didn’t blame her when I had lost my friends, being abandoned by my fiancé, and losing my father’s love.

I knew she was behind it all, and I tried denying it. I believed in Angela. Because she was family.

But she didn’t stop.

I started being called the evil girl from some point on. A cunning villain who was jealous of Angela and bullies her.

When Angela was called a white angel and admired, my reputation was falling apart.

I tried to change the situation only belatedly, but it was impossible.

It was because Angela’s influence and position raised beyond my reach.

“……did you have to do this? You would have been able to be the crown princess without planning all this. Due to status issues, my father hoped for you to officially join the Bellechateur family. You knew that, didn’t you?”

“I knew.”

Angela’s face got closer. Her smile more beautiful than ever.

“But that wasn’t enough. Because I wanted you to be unhappy.”

“I wanted to ruin your whole life. I loathed you from the start.”

The white angel was actually a devil. At least for me, it was.

***

The guard came to pick me up and said that the death penalty would soon be carried out

The anguishing waiting time is over. At the very least, I wanted to walk proudly to the execution ground, keeping my honour as an aristocratic.

However, my legs were so weak that I couldn’t stand up, let alone walk.

“Can’t you get up fast? There is no time to delay! Tsk, I guess I’ll just drag you through.”

The guard approached me angrily.

He was not kind enough to support me.

For him, I am the daughter of a traitor and a criminal who attempted to poison the current Crown Princess.

He grabbed my hair and started walking quickly.

My legs were dragged all over the ground, and bloodstains appeared wherever I was swept.

Even though I thought I was used to pain now, it was so unbearable that I felt I’d die on the way to the execution site.

The guard pushed me the moment he arrived at the location.

Two knights approached, grabbed both of my arms and forced me to kneel.

At the top of a terrace, the Crown Prince and Angela, who was crying in his embrace, were seated.

I’m probably the only one who knows that Angela’s tears are fake.

Cassiel, standing behind Angela, looked right into my eyes. Mo emotion other than undisguised hatred flooded his eyes.

I felt a bit bitter at that inside me. Cassiel and I had been together for a long time. I hoped that just before I die, he would feel sorry.

“The execution of the sinner, Jayna Bellechateur, will take place.”

When the Crown Prince spoke in an indifferent voice, the executioner put my neck on the guillotine.

I was prepared for death to claim me. Still, I was afraid of what was coming to me.

I didn’t want to show them any sadness, so instead, I held the necklace in my hands like I was praying.

I received it when I met my father for the last time.

‘Things are going well. I’ll get you out of jail soon. You just have to wait for a bit more. Just in case make sure to keep this on you.’

My father said so, but I realized the moment I received a necklace. Things were going bad.

I opened my eyes and looked ahead. Angela alone was smiling in the solemn atmosphere of the execution ground.

Angela, I resent you.

I wish I could close my eyes and turn back the time.

─ Is yond thy wish? (Is that your wish?)

I heard a strange voice in my head, but I thought it was a hallucination I’m only hearing because it’s just before my death.

─ Is’t thy wish to wend back in time? (Is it your wish to go back in time?)

It’s neither an auditory hallucination nor an illusion.

I lifted my head and looked around, but couldn’t find the owner of the voice.

The executioner was annoyed by my sudden act, grabbed my neck roughly and put it back on the guillotine.

─ Thou art right about what thou art bethinking. I, the ramnant of the dragon, has’t waken to fulfil thy wish, and once thee maketh t, thee coulld nay longer undo thy wish so bethink deop. (You’re right about what’re you thinking. I, the ramnat of the dragon, have waken to fulfil your wish. And once you make it, you could no longer undo your wish so think wisely/deeply.)

“Yes. That is my wish, to go back in time.”

I answered the surreal question impulsively.

─ eallriht, with this, mine own vowe to hine hast been hath kept. (All right. With this, my promise to him is kept.)

[I did on impulse. I apology for any mistake I made writing the sentances, escpecially the phrasing of the last one just above, my brain gave up on it]

As soon as the guillotine blade fell, I lost consciousness

***Download NovelToon to enjoy a better reading experience!***