Chapter 2

My father was a spiteful and hypocritical deceiver, but despite this, he held the title of Duke Vittorio d'Ambrazio. This title was given to him after he managed to take revenge on one of the Empire's advisors who made a false accusation against him. Despite this, he did not stop pursuing his interests despite his many enemies, until his family was easily destroyed.

Simply put, he was worse than scum.

It was an interesting scene when he died while screaming loudly. He did not have good relations with anyone, so did he think about revenge?

The man who destroyed his house and left a scar on his heart, and suddenly became cruel, is now devastated and screaming at me.

Or was this what I had in mind and created by my imagination?

"Give me the salt."

I was stunned and speechless, but I presented it to him.

Is the disease starting to affect my life? Is he eating my brain now? Impossible. *Shook his head*. It must be a trick. Poison has already been used as a treatment.

In a quiet voice with a strange tone, "Hey, are you okay? I told you, if you need treatment, don't put pressure on yourself."

I feel really disgusted.

"I'm fine, dad."

Oh... even if these were just illusions, he deserved an incredibly painful and humiliating type of killing.

*Meanwhile in the princess's room*

The maid, while cleaning the room, did not even try to hide the annoyance on her face.

The curse, I'm going to keep cleaning the room of a dying princess? She is already on the brink of death, so why do we serve her? She is someone who deserves a quick death for everyone's convenience.

She cleans one of the drawers and something falls out of it.

What is this poison?

How come there is poison in the princess's room? Oh, was she really planning that? She must have her father's characteristics.

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I will take it with me for the safety of everyone. A devilish smile forms on her lips and she looks at the poison as she looks at nothing but the solution and enjoys what she sees.

*The next day*

I woke up repeatedly in this bed.

I closed my eyes and fell into contemplation.

But moments later I was lying on the bed of my room, my stomach and guts outside.

Ugh...

I opened my eyes and saw that my stomach was intact, and the sweat was pouring out of me profusely, as if I was inside a waterfall.

This situation is not the first time that has happened to me. The types and forms of terrifying delusions that I get. I write them in a diary so that I do not lose my mind. The terrifying delusions mixed with my desires and thoughts have been coming to me less and less since I took the poison.

But it's heavy now.

Is this another illusion?

Why do words come out of my mouth with such weight?

The maid quickly enters and sees the situation and decides to act decisively to relieve the princess's stress.

"Princess, how about we go for a little walk? I will bring some tea and cake that you like."

I shook my head at her.

The illusions were so many that I could not distinguish between reality and illusion, but now, twice a day, it was simple compared to before.

"I have improved."

Unexpectedly, I think, my normal day returned to what it used to be.

(Simple things that I didn't like became my desire).

"Princess, why are you under the tree? Really, I'm tired of making tea while you're here?"

"No need to, just bring the cake."

"I made some cake. It's here, princess." It looks delicious. I feel like I'm a child again. "The cake comes with a unique flavor, which is hazelnut." What's this?

It's poison? Wasn't the poison the doctor gave me in my room?

"Knight, take the maid Amy to prison."

The knights grab her and drag her inside.

She was stressed, this is not possible. Did she reveal it? Will I be imprisoned for trying to kill the princess? No, no, I mixed the taste well. It is impossible for you to know. But wait a minute, you didn't even say the charge. What a foolishness the Duke is. I will easily fool him then.

"Other knight, yes you are there."

"Yes, princess. Is there something wrong?"

Oh if it proves to be poison for trying to kill me I didn't get it I will shut up for now.

“How many days has it been since the guards took the doctor to prison?”

“Four weeks in November, princess,” he bows.

If this is true, then his punishment was not simple. The laws for the nobles were harsher for the commoners, so most commoners feared the nobles.

Take a minute to think a little.

But breaking into a palace and giving poison to a sick princess, what kind of laws would be implemented?

Impossible!!!

“You, knight, guide me to the prison where the doctor is.”

The knight was a little nervous, but he executed the order quickly.

“I will guide you to his place, princess. Follow me from here.”

Yes, even though the Duke is a deranged and spiteful person, he did not do it because he was not harmed. The doctor tried desperately to try to save me, right?

He's not really emotional *rushes*

Let us think a little. Does he know that the poison is with me or that the poison alleviates my illness?

He didn't even take poison from me, he doesn't know that, so he will leave him in peace, even if he is a commoner, he will cut off his arm in the worst case, and he will live.

or

This is what I thought

The princess stands in front of the dark cell and remains standing alone in that dark place. The noise of her heartbeat increases from the sight in front of her. He has been tortured, his face is disfigured, the appearance is terrible. He has been killed in a horrific way.

Her heartbeat increased, "This is my fault, my fault alone. I killed him."

The knight watches her disturbed state and tries to calm her down, “Princess, calm down a little, listen to me.” However, his voice is like silence to her.

It's impossible. This is because of me. He tried to save me. She left him. She thought he would live. Was I wrong? Her lip trembles as a look of shock appears on her eyes, and she sheds painful tears that come out like stones from her eyes. “It’s my fault.” She pulls herself together.

Fall to the ground

It's impossible, it's his fault, what's wrong with him? WWHy?

The knight is silent and looks at her sadly at her position and waits for her to calm down. However, she lost consciousness, so he carries her to her bed.

She opens her eyes. Was it another illusion? I hope so. She raises her hand and his blood is now on her clothes and hand

She sighs, what is really wrong with the Duke? Why did he kill him?

...It's ridiculous that someone didn't care about anything since if this is the case then I have to do something