Chapter 113

Chapter 113

If Carynne wouldnt go, how long would Raymond be away on military duty? Raymond said that she wouldnt be directly affected by his retirement from the military and his new post as member of the Assembly. However, the opponent right now was royalty. And, for that matter, the crown prince.

How far would Raymond be able to defy that man? Even now, Raymond wasnt around Carynne. To what extent would he be able to protect her?

Will Sir Raymond be safe only if I answer Crown Prince Gueuzes summons?

Should she?

He was acting like many other tyrants would. Had Raymond gone to a dangerous place, just like all the other husbands or fiancs who lost their wives or fiances to powerful men? Then, did this mean that Carynne would need to go to Crown Prince Gueuze in exchange for Raymonds safety? Until he was satisfied? Until hed get bored of her? Until when?

But Carynne still had to choose.

In the end, she had to choose one or the other. And if Carynne had to pick, she would choose the side that had more weight behind itthe side that she would have to do.

However, there were two problems.

First, it was Crown Prince Gueuze, one of her mothers former suitors. And her mother was a human being who had lived a repetitive life, just like herself. Carynne didnt want to use the same rod that her mother might have used. That would be exceedingly unsanitary. Just thinking about it triggered an instinctive unwillingness.

Ill have to bear with it.

In her minds eye, Carynne could imagine that its the same as food waste getting shoved down her throat, but she sighed and tried to persuade herself.

Considering all the years she lived in this repetitive life, Gueuze was definitely younger than her. She comforted herself with this thought. Still, there were quite a few things that she loathed, even as she had already lived to this age.

Then again, there lay a much bigger problem than this.

The second problem was whether this was the kind of love that Dullan had in mind.

There were many stories about women leaving their man for another man. It was such a common story that could be heard anywhere.

However, Carynne had never once heard a happy ending amid those stories, where the man and the woman were happily married. The best case scenario was that the couple would bury the matter and pretend that it never happened. With Raymond, that didnt seem likely.

Should Carynne spread her legs in front of Crown Prince Gueuzefor the sake of Raymond?

Was that love?

Carynne remained alone in that room, staring at the portraits hanging on the walls. She stared at those women. She stared at her mother.

If she were to whore herself out in the name of love, was that still love?

Did you all do that, too?

Would the priest acknowledge that as true love?

If she genuinely loves Raymond, should she sleep with another man for his sake?

If I become that old geezers plaything, will that prove my love?

Its not even funny.

From the beginning, why did she want to kill people? Did she not take up a knife in her hand for the sheer reason that she didnt want to be killed anymore? Wasnt that why she wanted to live a refreshing new life, even a little?

Why must she be so pathetically conflicted?

Why must she have to take this filthy test?

As chaos filled her completely, the night fell.

And, soon, it was morning once more.

Tell him Im not here.

I cannot lie to His Highness.

Im about to get married, so why are you doing this?

I follow the will of only Crown Prince Gueuze. And His Highness wants to talk to you.

The man grabbed Carynnes wrist, and so she was forced to stand up from the bed.

She shouted towards the door.

Donna!

Tell Countess Elva!

This was a terrible abuse of power. Regardless of how incapable Crown Prince Gueuze was with picking up women, he couldnt just take a woman living in a counts residence like this, let alone the fiance of a baronys representative.

Let go of me. Are you planning on dragging me out like an animal like this?

Im just following orders. Carynne Evans, stood up and heed His Highness order. He wishes to meet you.

DONNA!

But there was no answer. The maid wasnt here.

Since when had she been gone?

Carynne regretted keeping only a few people around her. At the very least, Countess Elva should know. Or perhaps Lianne. She couldnt get dragged away without anyone knowing about it. Even if she was to be silenced here, there should at least be one person whod be able to witness this.

But why was there no one here?

The man pulled Carynnes arm.

Carynne Evans, please remain quiet.

Whats your rank? Which household are you from? Identify yourself.

Thats something you dont have to know.

Carynne noted that this mans clothes were plain, and his tone and accent were also rough, so she surmised that he was not officially employed by the royal family. If he was officially employed, he wouldnt speak this way.

She looked around. There were a few more men who resembled him behind his figure.

Even if youre acting under Crown Prince Gueuzes orders, its ridiculous how youre dragging a sleeping person out in the middle of the night. Tell him to send an invitation officially.

Ha.

If he wants to sleep with me, tell him to at least treat me like a concubine.

SLAP!

Carynne heaved.

What the, just now. That man. Just now. My cheek. My face.

Her head was spinning. She blinked. Unexpected violence from an unexpected person. Tears formed around her eyes.