Chapter 250 250. The Proof of Blood, Part VI
Julietta's Dressup
Translator: Khan
Editor: Aelryinth
"Itâs time to die, so I have a lot of thoughts." Regina struggled to close her eyes and opened again. "I know youâve had a hard time waiting on me in the annex." Regina intentionally tried to be friendly with her words. "I wanted to give you a gift."
Dian opened her eyes wide at the word "gift."
"Itâs good for me, too." Regina said to Dian, who tilted her head to hear what Regina was saying. "I canât forgive a prostitute coming into my house."
Regina looked strongly at Dian. "Iâll make you the Dukeâs bastard. If you become the daughter of the Kiellini family, you can enjoy everything you canât imagine right now."
"Yes?" Dianâs eyes grew bigger.
"You like Sir Caden, donât you? Even if youâre the cousin of Count Valerian, you canât marry a man from a historic family like Count Caden."
âI am a cousin of Count Valerian, why canât I marry him?â
Regina, however, put a devilâs whisper into the ear of Dian, who did not know the aristocratic world. "As Austern is an Empire and Bertino is nothing more than a Principality, there is a huge difference between the nobles with the same status. It doesnât matter to Count Valerian because he also has Austernâs title, but thatâs not what your cousinâs family has, is it?"
It wasnât even wrong. Regina smiled wickedly at Dianâs shaken eyes. "But if youâre the daughter of the Kiellini family, then you can be the Countess of Caden, regardless of whether youâre illegitimate or not."
"What about Phoebe when Iâm an illegitimate child?"
"She can just be Count Valerianâs cousin instead of you. I donât understand His Highness Killian. Shouldnât he have done this a long time ago? Youâre the one whoâs been stuck in Tiliaâs mansion and has done all the hard work. How does he put a woman like that in the Dukeâs bastard seat? The people who visited the brothel may recognize her."
Dian stopped breathing in amazement. It was a big deal if someone would recognize Phoebe. She remembered the time before Phoebe hurt her leg. She was more expensive and popular than anyone else with her rare blonde hair and blue-green eyes.
"What happens when she gets caught?"
"The Kiellini family is extinct. The heads of everyone who has been involved in this would be cut off at the guillotine. And Sir Caden, too."
Reginaâs words sounded like lightning strikes on Dianâs ear; everyone who had been involved in this? "How, how can I, what should I do?"
"You have to go to the capital. You have to reveal that youâre the illegitimate child of the Kiellini family. Then other people will have no choice. They think it doesnât matter who becomes an illegitimate child, so theyâll quickly introduce you."
A whirlpool swirled in Dianâs mind. It was true that she was better suited to be the Duke of Kielliniâs foster daughter than a prostitute. Still, something troubled her so that she could not make up her mind.
At the appearance of Dian who bit her lips and hesitated, Regina talked to her, "Before the woman named Phoebe steps out as the daughter of the Kiellini family, you must quickly reveal your existence. You can say that I am your relative, and that you couldnât help but bring me here because I was sick. Then no one will get hurt."
Regina added that she was looking at Dian whose face was bright. "Itâs good for everyone."
Regina closed her eyes as she watched Dianâs head go up and down. She was able to avenge them before she died.
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Killian, Julietta, and witnesses left for Vicern for the Proof of Blood.
Soon after that, Valerian brought Maribel and Phoebe to the main castle where the Emperor worked. They were guided to one of the numerous waiting rooms outside the lounge.
"Iâll apply for an audience with His Majesty."
When Valerian left the waiting room, Phoebe recounted what she had to say. Maribel checked Phoebeâs nervous look.
The hair whitened by the poison had not returned to its original color, and her new hair was white, too. On top of that, the powder from ground pearls was applied to the hair, to make it look silver, as Julietta asked for. Thanks to her dark purple dress, Phoebeâs eyes looked mild brown. It was rewarding to use the illusion effect.
When Maribel felt that people who were guests would not recognize Phoebe, she finally asked a maid to prepare tea. While drinking the tea, she recalled Prince Killianâs order, delivered by Count Valerian, to kill Lady Anais when the Prince and Julietta emptied the Imperial Castle. Killing her and making it look like suicide was not a difficult task if she could approach her. However, there was no right way to approach her without being suspected.
Count Valerian came back while she was agonizing. "The noblemenâs meeting on the charges against Lady Anais is being held. Weâll have to wait a while, as the meeting is going to take a long time, because itâs a serious issue."
Phoebe didnât know it was Lady Anais, Christine, who had kidnapped her, nor did the others. So, they had no idea of what Phoebe and Christine were at risk of running into.
"Iâm fine, but Iâm worried about Phoebe. Sheâs so nervous that she canât even take a sip of water."
"They said theyâll call us as soon as the meeting is over, so please wait a little longer. Iâll have to go back because of what I was asked to do."
Valerian sought forgiveness and went out to take over the Baden Shop, as Julietta had ordered.
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The Emperorâs summons was given to Christine, who had been sleeping until noon because she had been afflicted until the middle of the night by Francis. The charges were about the kidnapping and poisoning attempt on Princess Kiellini.
Francis was sleeping on drugs. Since there was no surveillance from Marquis Marius to leash him, he had enjoyed a frenzied night in the Imperial Castle.
She arrived at the main castle without waking Francis, and waited until she was called to the Emperor; when she had a moment, she sent people to the mansions of Dudley and Anais, not knowing that no one could help her at the moment.
Then the First Queen came into the waiting room.
"Aunt!" She felt like she had come back to life, because there came the First Queen who liked her. But there was only a look of cold contempt that came back to her.
"You, get out." The First Queen ordered Penny, Christineâs maid. As soon as the frightened Penny left the waiting room, the First Queen said to Christine coldly. "Your mother died last night, because of you."
Christine didnât know what she was talking about. However, the First Queen kept pouring harsh words onto her niece, who was batting her eyelids.
"You are the shame of the Dudley family. While Iâve often called you to the Imperial Castle because I liked you, you stirred up these troubles! I canât believe it!"
Her niece went in and out of the Imperial Castle, and had an eye on Killian, and now that she couldnât get Killianâs eye, she was greedy for Francis.
"Donât expect Francis to save you. Iâll get rid of you first, before you become a hindrance to Francisâs future."
The shock of her motherâs death vanished at the words of the First Queen. "No, youâll have to save me. His Highness Francis ordered the kidnapping of Princess Kiellini and the attempt to poison her."
Francis didnât ask her to do it, but it didnât matter. âIf I say so, who wouldnât believe it?â
Christine did not show a bit of sadness, even at the words that her mother had died, and the First Queen was horrified by the sight.
"Ivana died because of you. Do you have anything to say about that?"
"I feel sorry, but it was inevitable."
"Youâre a scary girl. If I take you away from Francis, I wonât let you live!"
"Youâll have to keep me alive, or I will reveal that the man who spread the poison of the Kiellini family is His Highness Francis, before I die."
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"I have a witness."
She couldnât find Jane, the maid, who had run away, but they didnât know anything.
The First Queenâs face turned pale. It occurred to her that that spiteful girl might really drag Francis to his death.
"Promise, or Iâll tell the truth as soon as Iâm called to His Majesty."