Celestina also knows how dangerous it is to take Bernadetta out. She also did not want to send her own child away that way. But there is no other way. With this, the baby might become seriously ill, or even…….
She was ready for it. After all, Bernadetta is a weak individual. According to the magician, the girl will not live past the age of ten. So you should cut off all entanglements as soon as possible.
Everyone calls her a heartless mother. That's true. Therefore, she can only use her children as tools.
‘Truly, you have given birth to wonderful daughters.’
Suddenly, the Queen's words rang in her ears. Daughters? How could she include that bastard in with her daughters?
Celestina laughed to herself, then gritted her teeth.
“How is that possible……”
Remembering that bastard, she felt extremely angry.
It was a symbol of her husband Gaspar's iniquity, and if you put all the bad and wrong things together, it was that bitch, Irenea. Every time she remembers, she grits her teeth, a bratty and obnoxious child.
No, she must remember deeper roots. The cause of everything is Annarisa, that kitchen maid. Even if she crushed bones, she wouldn't be angry.
Thinking back, that was a cunning and intelligent woman. She has learned a few words, is pretty, smart, good at work and has the talent to please others. Therefore, everyone loves her. Even she was fooled.
That brat is also very good at acting. The life of the bottom is inherently miserable and pitiful, but every time that bitch sheds tears, he looks strangely pitiful. Out of pity, she treated her a little kindly, but unexpectedly. That's an ungrateful bitch who dared to seduce her husband.
What angered her most was that Annarisa looked so much like her. From hair color, eye color, height, body shape, to overall appearance, at a glance, one would think they were siblings.
She did not love her husband, Gaspar, deeply. But she never thought that while she was pregnant with his child, he would get the kitchen maid who looked exactly like him pregnant at the same time.
"Grime."
Every time I recall that memory, anger wells up. That bastard was born in less than a month.
It was a terrible betrayal and shock. Her husband, Gaspar, only argued that it was a single mistake, that she had seduced him, and because she was so similar to her, he had embraced her as a substitute.
How can that slut replace her? She's just a maid, and she's a noble noble. There is a difference as great as heaven and earth, how could that humble human being dare to cross that line.
So she ordered her servants to torment that hateful woman, and finally drove her out of the house.
Even when leaving the Duke's palace, Annarisa still rolled her eyes, cursed and laughed loudly. That laugh was scary.
‘Hahaha, one day you will regret it!’
Even her appearance of holding the abandoned newborn baby was full of pride. As if she hadn't made any mistakes. On the contrary, the mocking smile that looked at her was truly a devil.
Therefore, she took action so that she could not live in peace after leaving the Duke's palace. Can't find a job anywhere anymore. This outrage is not enough just by taking that woman's life.
Remember, there is an even more painful way than taking revenge on Annarisa yourself. So, she continued to watch to see how that lowly brat lived. To be able to give a fatal stab one day.
At that time, the way Celestina thought of was to push the illegitimate child she loved to death. Annarisa would have suffered worse had she not died early from the plague.
Someone said. Even though we don't have the same mother, we should still have nurturing feelings. Shouldn't we show compassion and warmth?
It's ridiculous. How could she call a child that was not born to her a child?
She is the mother of two children. But not the mother of three children. Even though one child had no hope left, the other child was her only child in the world.
So she found that bastard and offered him to the Queen. She didn't care if that bastard was torn to pieces by the monster Prince.
Because if she doesn't, she'll have to send Giovinetta away. Her daughter. Her Giovinetta. Her only thread of hope.
I'd rather this is an opportunity. His only chance to protect his daughter and get revenge.
Is there any mother who doesn't love her child? Therefore, she must become stronger and more ruthless than anyone. To protect her child, she had to push someone else's child into the abyss. This completely comes from love for children.
“Yes, after all I am a heartless mother.”
If it was unintentional, she wanted to push it to the extreme. She was determined to become so cruel that she was called a poisonous snake. To the point where it no longer resembles a human.
What if someone throws stones or spits at her for being an evil woman? She doesn't care. It was they who turned her into that person. Their countless betrayals had made her as hard as stone, as iron, without emotions.
She twirled her hair in frustration. Her pale blonde hair seemed to fade through her fingers.
The dance lasted all night. After dancing and singing for a long time, I felt tired and thirsty, so we found a place to rest. Because it is a festival day, many stalls remain open until late.
Bernadetta's nickname is Vernie, and I sometimes call her that
baby rabbit
with all love.
“Is your bunny really not hurting anywhere?”
"Yes, sister. It's okay for me to run and jump like this."
I repeated this question and received the same answer several times, but I couldn't believe it so I kept confirming.
“I'm sorry, I can't believe this.”
I took a sip
ale
called, then took a strand of hair and twisted it with his fingers. That's my habit when I'm nervous.
Bernadetta saw that, smiled brightly and clapped her hands.
“Eh, did you do that too?”
“Do what?”
"Twirl your hair with your fingers. Same."
“Like who?”
I asked, Bernadetta innocently added.
"Mom."
At that moment, I didn't know what to say, so I forced a smile. I gently rubbed Bernadetta's forehead.
This baby is clearly still at the age where he needs his mother's care. So I think she instinctively looks for similarities with her mother.
I know well how the Duchess treats this child. And perhaps Bernadetta herself knows that. So I can only answer like this.
"We're family. So of course we have to be the same."
Bernadetta smiled innocently.
“Is that so?”
"That's right. By the way, what did you do just now? How did you light the torch?"
Of course, I meant to ask if it was some kind of trick in the first place. But Bernadetta shook her head.
"I don't know either. I just thought there must be fire here, so it suddenly burned..."
“Really, really?”
The girl nodded. I narrowed my eyes. Don't people call such miracles magic?
“Speaking of which, why aren't you in the Royal Palace but here?”
“Ah, that is……”
I was confused as to how to explain to this child that we had secretly escaped from the Royal Palace.
At that moment, Delfina walked out. She lowered her voice slightly and spoke with a mischievous expression.
“Miss, we are actually working on one
secret mission
there.”
“Secret mission?”
The twelve year old girl's eyes sparkled, staring at us again.
What a cool idea, secret mission. As expected, Delfina is very quick-witted. I cleared my throat and added.
"That's right, the Royal Family is very concerned about the lives of the people of the Empire. Therefore, we directly go 'probe' into everyone's lives."
"Wow. That's amazing!"
Bernadetta's cheeks turned pink. I spoke again in a serious voice.
“Yeah, but our being here today is a secret mission, so no one can know, okay?”
Bernadetta nodded with a brave expression.
“I know, I won't tell anyone about us meeting today.”
Although I will have to discuss it with Fortuna and the family doctor later, it seems like everything has been resolved satisfactorily. Observing their movements, I saw that as long as Bernadetta kept quiet, no information would be leaked.
“Okay, so that's a promise?”
“Yes, I know.”
We hooked our little hands and smiled.
Right at that moment.