Chapter 261 261. Punishment, Part I
Julietta's Dressup
Translator: Khan
Editor: Aelryinth
"Not now. Christine will be formally sentenced in court in a few days, considering that she suffers from having lost her mother. There are a lot of opinions about what sentence will be given to her, now that her guilt is clear and there are enough witnesses to testify. However, those who canât ignore the Dudley family and that she is my niece are continuing to ask that His Majesty should take into account what happened in the attempt of kidnapping and poisoning, and just allow Christine to be confined to her house... but he would not allow that. Christine says she canât even accept that."
The First Queen glared at Francis. "What would you do if she dragged you into the matter, saying that she just did what you told her to do? Iâm even more worried because it happened when my father was away."
"Isnât my maternal grandfather here? He must have known that Christineâs situation is more important than my auntâs." Francisâs expression was severely distorted at the thought that the situation had become cumbersome.
"There was a suspicion raised that Princess Kiellini was a fake. Your aunt sent a letter to my father before she died. Thatâs why he went to Vicern, for the Proof of Blood!"
Francis was pressing his forehead as if he had a headache, and looked up. "Was there a suspicion that Princess Kiellini was a fake?"
"Yes, so my father does not believe Ivanaâs death was suicide. He believes your aunt, who found out the secret, was killed by Prince Killian."
"If thatâs true, itâs been fun."
"Everyoneâs saying that itâs nonsense. The Proof of Blood was first requested by Princess Kiellini."
"Really? But thereâs something suspicious about it, so my grandfather must have raised the suspicion himself. He knows that if he comes out wrong, heâll get hit in return."
At Francisâs words, the First Queen shut up. She thought her father had acted too hastily, not as he usually did. âWhy did he come out himself, since he was the man who knocked even the stone bridge over and crossed it?â
Francis glanced across his silent mother. "I donât think that his suspicion came out without any reason. Itâs good to know that, because the suicide of Duke Kiellini has almost ruined this matter. How about saying that the poison case, the Dukeâs suicide, my auntâs sudden death, all of these, were done by the fake princess? She spread the poison with the Duke to hide the secret, but when she was caught, she killed her accomplice, the Duke, and then my aunt who found out about it. Iâll have to find a proper fake witness..."
"First of all, you have to solve Christineâs matter. It would be a big deal if she really said that you were behind it."
Francis rose reluctantly in irritation. "I think Iâll take this opportunity to get her manners straightened. She doesnât know who she is dealing with, as I have said yes to everything she did because sheâs a cousin."
Francisâ eyes cruelly, ordering Christine to be detained at once.
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Christine had been ordered to stay at home until after the funeral of Mrs. Anais was completed and the punishment for her crimes was determined. Francis, however, did not care about her situation, and brought her to his palace.
"Did you dare try to bring me into this matter without fear?" He was horribly angry at Christine, who looked quite unnerved, sitting there on the sofa.
"That couldnât be true. I was just saying it because I was angry with my aunt."
Francis laughed at Christineâs frightened appearance. "Really? Do you mean you wonât get me involved if you canât get rid of your sins tomorrow?"
"Yes, of course. But you have to save me." Christine insisted strongly, even though she had answered cautiously, with a frightened look.
"Why?"
"I might know something funny, might I not?"
"What something funny?"
"Iâll let you know if you get me out of this matter safely."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
"If you donât talk right now, you could die." Despite Francisâs cold response, Christine did not care. "You know the seriousness of what Iâve been accused of. Attempts to kidnap and poison the aristocracy are serious crimes." Christineâs expression and voice were calm, as if she were talking about someone else.
"While the people under my maternal grandfather are now emphasizing that the attempted kidnapping and poisoning were not successful and the crimes are not big ones, His Highness Killian will never let it go. Even if my maternal grandfather comes back from Vicern, he canât help it." Francisâs mouth pouted up. "So, do you want me to save you? Otherwise, youâll say that you did what I told you to do, or I wonât learn the fun stuff you know."
Francis sat down opposite Christine and laughed maniacally. "This is really fun, isnât it? Itâs fun enough now, so Iâm not really curious about what you know. If I kill you to stop you from betting on me, everything is done."
Christine faced Francis fierce gaze as he laughed. She was afraid of him because she knew he was a man who could do such a thing, but she could withdraw here.
"Donât you want to know if you can bring down Prince Killian and Princess Kiellini? Donât you know that the death of the Duke of Kiellini has made it difficult to frame this poison case as a conspiracy of Prince Killian? What I know is a weapon that may be able to bring them down very clearly."
Yesterday, Christine heard the will of the Duke of Kiellini delivered to the nobles and the Emperor by a woman named as Count Valerianâs cousin. If the womanâs identity as a cousin was revealed to be false, the Duke of Kielliniâs will would also be false. That would make people wonder if the death of the Duke of Kiellini was really a suicide.
"Are you saying that itâs a funny story thatâll bring down Kilian and Princess Kiellini?" Francis smiled at Christine, who was bargaining with an indignant look on her face, not finding anything scared at his words.
"Okay, I understand. Iâll try my best. Itâs not going to be easy, but itâs not impossible." Francis had no intention of doing so, but replied plausibly. âHow dare you bargain against me?â It seemed like it was time to clean her up. Even if she said that she had something big, if it was real, he and his grandfather couldnât have known it.
He soothed Christine in a soft voice. "So, give me a hint of the fun story so that I can work hard on this."
Christine smiled, looking at Francisâs smiling face.
"Itâs about the gift I gave you earlier. I found it in a place I didnât even think about."
Francis managed to frown. She said it could bring down Killian and Princess Kiellini, but she brought up another story?
Francis stopped as he was about to shout with annoyance. Gift? Christine had given him a gift but once. It was a blonde green-eyed woman! âWhatâs the funny thing about a woman who he was tired of playing with and abandoned?â
Francis laughed without care, not revealing his thoughts.
"I see. Iâll look forward to it. Then go back now. If I hold you any longer, knights may come to my bedroom for violating the order of His Majesty." Francis called the servant and ordered him to take Christine out.
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20. Punishment
"Are you saying that you are Lady Pauran?"
"Yes. Is Lady Anais here? Iâm here to offer condolences to the late Marquise instead of Princess Kiellini, who has gone to Vicern."
The butler quit trying to say that she had to go to the Dudley mansion to offer condolences. He heard that she came to see Lady Anais and he thought it would be better to let her in.
Phoebe followed the butler and entered Lady Anaisâs residence on the third floor.
"Miss is still sleeping." Christineâs maid, Penny, frowned awkwardly.
"Well, the princess really wanted me to see if Miss Christine is okay. If she wakes up, Iâll say hello to her and go back. Can I have a cup of tea?"
As Penny went out to get tea, Phoebe quickly headed to the bedroom inside. Unlike Christineâs cruel and wicked personality, the room was decorated in sky blue and white, giving off a pure and innocent feeling. Phoebe found Christine lying on a bed in the middle of the room, and approached her.
"Uh, what is it?" Christine was in a deep sleep, but woke up at the presence of a person. "You?"
"Do you know who I am?"