𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟕𝟐: 𝐀 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧
After Lord Montyver left, I was bombarded with questions from the queen.
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“What’s your relationship with him?!”
“No, that, he’s one of my friends.”
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I’m not sure if I can call Lord Montyver a friend, but acquaintance doesn’t feel quite right.
This is the first time I’ve had a friend of the opposite sex, and I feel somewhat embarrassed.
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I never thought I’d be backed into such a situation.
There are no other maids in sight to ask for help.
The queen continues to question me.
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“Is Lord Montyver not your lover?”
“No, that’s not it. I am married, so I don’t have that kind of relationship with him.”
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Even as I say it, I realize I’m hurt inside.
I am married and have no qualifications to be Lord Montyver’s lover.
I had declared that I wouldn’t fall in love, yet here I am.
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Now I must admit to the words that Marchioness said, that I like Lord Montyver.
I do like him.
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“What was that man’s intention, behaving like that?”
“I couldn’t understand it either.”
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I thought I had to behave inconspicuously in the palace, but I never expected to be driven into this situation on my first day of service. . . . . .
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“Mrs. Dosa, do you believe true love exists?”
“?!”
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I wonder what she meant by asking that.
Is it about the king, who she cares for, or a longtime lover?
I can’t judge which side the queen’s true love leans towards.
For now, I’ll talk about a non-offensive love.
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“Love takes different forms and exists in various ways depending on the receiver. I, a novice, don’t know if there is truth or falsehood in love.”
“You’ve birthed and raised a child without understanding love?”
“Yes. Strangely enough, even someone with as little experience as me can raise a child.”
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Even with my insufficient love, Florenci is growing up well.
At the same time, he returns warm love.
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“I feel like I’m growing with that love too. The warmth of thinking about the other person and having it returned in the same way is what I think love is.”
“Is that so. . . . . .That’s true love.”
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Tears overflow from the queen’s eyes and fall down her cheeks.
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“All these years, what I thought was love was false! No matter how I felt, it never came back.”
“Oh, Your Majesty. . . . . .”
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I tried to hand her a handkerchief, but she hugged me instead.
The queen cried like a child.
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Then, the queen started to talk, looking completely drained.
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“It all began with my sister’s elopement.”
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Although the rumor was that she had trampled her sister to marry King Binemöer, the truth seemed different.
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“My sister was in love with a knight. Despite the marriage decision to King Binemöer, she vanished, saying she wanted to live for love.”
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If the princess who was supposed to marry ran away with a knight, it would shame Flandène, the queen’s homeland.
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“My sister and the knight were found and protected, but they said they would end their lives if forced to marry King Binemöer.”
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They were determined that this was their love.
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“It was a shock to me. To betray the country for the sake of someone else, can they go that far?”
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Eventually, they gave up on marrying the queen’s sister to King Binemöer.
They thought it wouldn’t work out if they forced the marriage.
“But how to overturn the marriage decision to my sister? My father pondered for three days and nights. The result was an outrageous thing, saying that I was more suitable as Binemöer’s queen, so “I pushed” my sister aside.”
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It seemed better to portray the queen as a wicked woman than to expose Flandène’s shame. An outrageous strategy.
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“I had judged it to be the worst marriage, but marrying the king was not a bad thing.”
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The queen apparently fell in love at first sight with the king, who was handsome and kind-hearted.
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“That was my first love.”
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For the king, to become a queen devoted to Binemöer.
That was the determined queen, but the situation turned unexpected.
No matter how many years of effort were made, a child was not born.
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“Year by year, my position got worse. There were even those who looked down on me, thinking that the value of a queen was to bear children.”
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The only solace for the queen seemed to be the gentle encouragement from the king.
If the king was there, she inspired herself to persevere, no matter how many years it took.
In such a situation, an event occurred that seemed to corner the queen.
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“Suddenly, the king took on a concubine—―Anne.”
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The queen had never seen such a sweet face as the one the king showed to Anne, the mother of Lord Montyver.
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“In the face of the king’s love for Anne, my heart snapped in two.”
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That night, after seeing off the king who joyfully went to Anne, the queen apparently spent the night with a kind-hearted man who had encouraged her.
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“I still regret that night.”
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Thump! Her heart pounded violently.
That person might be the man who killed Irma.
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