Chapter 77 Bluestella?s objectives?
Holy Sword Tournant Arc
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(POV: Bluestella)
The Holy Sword Festival was just around the corner, and as expected, my first child, Jericho, had planned to participate.
Honestly, that boy.
It was a tournant that welcod participants of any gender, but Lora and Lana, being ladies of class, were not interested in joining an event that they deed beneath them.
Ayisha's child, Genevieve, on the other hand, seed to lack common sense - for a mber of royalty to choose to be a knight was an unexpected and unwise decision.
But it wasn't my place to interfere; I was just thankful that Lana had recovered from her unfortunate poisoning ordeal caused by my sche to remove Arthur from power.
Speaking of which, I had never intended for my daughter to be hurt, and her suffering was a bitter pill to swallow.
Lumiere, Grey's bastard child, had sohow managed to lift the curse from her body - a feat that I couldn't understand.
After all, royalty and nobility possessed the highest levels of mana, so it led to wonder if Lumiere's mother was of royal or noble status.
But knowing so of Grey's poor choices in won, I wasn't optimistic.
Out of his four wives, I was the only one who could be considered beautiful and perfect.
However, I couldn't help but think that he treated Ayisha better than .
Fiddlesticks.
That bastard had even obtained a magic airship.
I had heard he planned on starting his own business, but I refused to believe that he could have more prospects in the business field than my own children.
Ah, but I digress.
All of this was irrelevant.
What mattered most was getting Ayisha's son out of the picture.
It was annoying...
I was the second wife, Jericho was the second son and Lana the second daughter.
The thought of it was nerve-wracking.
And Ayisha...
She was too blind to see how blessed she was; the first wife, the crown prince for a son and also the eldest child for a daughter.
How distasteful.
Surely, Duke Veltuor would be displeased by how spectacularly the plan failed.
Still, what were the Duke's true motives for plotting the removal of the crown prince.
Maybe he was aiming to cultivate a powerful alliance with , as the mother of the new crown prince?
After all, if things went well then I'd possess a significant voice in the court and could potentially exert my influence in favor of the Duke.
Moreover, he'd have considerable control over and my son, indirectly ruling through Jericho's legitimate claim to the throne.
Still, I was doing this to enrich my children?s futures.
Never again will they be born as second best, no, I wouldn't let them.
My children deserved more.
They deserved everything that Ayisha's children had, and by everything in , I would make it happen.
"Not anymore," I said, seated on my bed.
As I sat in my chambers, I heard the muffled sounds of my maid arguing with soone just outside. Curious, I stepped out to investigate and found her in the midst of a confrontation with Lumiere, the infamous bastard child.
"What's going on here?" I asked my maid, to which she replied "Master Lumiere wants to speak with you, but I'm trying to tell him you're busy."
I turned to Lumiere, "As she said, I'm preoccupied." My eyes narrowed.
But then, Lumiere's voice cut through the air like a knife and he spoke, "I'm not asking." His voice was cold and intense, and his glare left no room for negotiation.
It took aback - was this the sa Lumiere who had always been treated as a re platform for royal bloods to trample upon?
How had he gained such confidence?
Hmm...
I decided to allow Lumiere into my chambers and closed the door behind him. As I walked over to my chair and sat in silence, he presented with an unusual grin - one that made feel uneasy.
I braced myself. "What do you want?"
He remained silent.
"Are you expecting a thank you for saving Lana? If that's the case, then you have it - you may leave now." (Bluestella)
To my surprise, Lumiere's grin widened, and he stepped closer towards . "You misunderstand, Your Majesty," he began, but I cut him off before he could finish. "The only thing I misunderstand is why you have the audacity to stand before like you belong here."
Lumiere's expression didn't waver, and he replied calmly, "I belong wherever I choose to be, isn't that obvious?" I scoffed at his arrogance and returned to my seat. "Your ti here is up, Lumiere. Leave."
However, he didn't leave; instead, he approached deliberately, coming to a halt just a ter from where I sat.
His athyst eyes glowed like purple flas, and a fierce energy radiated from him as he glared at .
This was not the quiet and ek Lumiere I had grown accustod to.
He was soone else.
"Bluestella," he called out my na, his voice tight with anger.
"You see, Lana's special to ," Lumiere said, his words cutting through the silence. "She's like a sister to , and I'll do everything in my power to protect her. That includes putting you in your place."
The room went silent for a mont. Then his cold voice broke the silence, "You crossed the line when you tried to kill Arthur. He's done nothing but good for our kingdom, and you were willing to let him die for your own selfish gain."
My stomach turned when he ntioned Arthur "W-what're are you saying?" I stamred.
"Don't play dumb with ," he went straight to the point.
I flared up. "You must be cr—"
"Shut up. I know you're the one behind Nerbas' actions," he interjected.
My face twisted from a contorted one to a vexing grin.
He knew, there was no use hiding it. How tireso.
"So?" I felt a surge of anger rising in . "You have no idea what I've been through," I spat out.
"I don't need to know," Lumiere countered, his voice rising with each word.
This arrogant bastard believed he was in control.
The re thought of hearing him speak so disrespectfully to twisted my stomach. It was sickening.
"You were willing to gamble your own daughter's life and even trade Arthur's life to enrich your future. You're sick..." His voice beca more steely.
I stood in front of Lumiere, my heart pounding in my chest.
I was cornered, and yet I refused to go down without a fight.
"Do you really think I'm doing this for my own future?" I asked him, my voice edged with desperation. "No, I'm doing this for my children's future. I won't sit by and watch them play second fiddle. That fate isn't ant for them."
Lumiere remained silent, his athyst eyes fixed on .
I saw this as an opportunity to assert my dominance. "You don't have anything to prove that I'm behind it," I sneered cynically.
There was no reason to worry about Nerbas... she wasn't a problem.
Out of nowhere, Lumiere's voice cut through the air. "I'll never start a fight, but if you touch my brother..." he trailed off, and a fierce look flashed across his face. "...then you'll unlock a new ."
I felt a chill run down my spine at his words.
For a mont, I thought his eyes had actually flashed red, but I could have been mistaken.
"Your pursuit, it's not worth it," Lumiere said finally, his voice low and asured. "But if I ever catch you stepping out of line again..." he left the threat unspoken, but I knew what he ant.
I backed away slowly, watching as Lumiere turned and walked away.
This bastard child of a nobody... he had beco an obstacle.
He'd dare step on the lion's tail. He'll regret that.
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