Life as a Tower Maid: Locked up with the Prince - Chapter 252
Finally, Albert, with his forehead pressed against mine, whispered softly.
“But whatever it is that I dislike, it’s futile.”
He once said he always let me win.
I was genuinely upset when he muttered he could never beat me.
I always felt like I was being led around by Albert.
But now, I think I understand the meaning of those words.
He loves me, and because of that, he can suppress his own desires for my sake.
“Your life is yours, after all.”
Hearing Albert’s voice, I realized it again.
It was impossible for us not to fall in love.
We wouldn’t have existed without each other from the beginning to the end.
I took his hand.
A true happy ending was near. Once a few problems were resolved, there would be nothing standing in our way.
“There are things I want to do outside.”
There were still unresolved matters.
“I want to meet Mercy, Liam, Schubert…”
First, there were rumors that Albert was returning from ending a war.
People, including Mercy and Liam, would be waiting for him.
But they couldn’t enter this tower. We had to go out to meet those we could only talk to outside.
…And there was a more pressing issue.
“And Rosé Artius… You kept her alive, right?”
As her name came up, Albert’s eyes darkened.
Frowning, Albert irritably ran his hand through his hair, as if trying to control his emotions.
He exhaled, managing his feelings, and looked at me with a small smile.
“She was a body meant for you, how could I kill her? I’ve imprisoned her.”
“No need for that anymore, though.”
His voice, seemingly dredged from the depths, was steeped in deep hatred.
This was probably the last mercy Albert could afford Rosé Artius.
Rosé Artius had wished for Albert’s unhappiness if she couldn’t have him. That’s why she tried to kill me.
No reason could justify Rosé’s actions towards me and Albert.
Both Albert, tormented by her twisted love, and I, who nearly died, were just victims.
Albert barely even knew of Rosé’s existence.
Moreover, I almost died without even knowing why.
There was also a part of me that wanted to return the favor to Rosé, even if it’s not as terrible as she had done to me.
I wanted to return the pain I had felt when I was separated from Albert.
The greatest torture for Rosé would be seeing Albert and me happy. We couldn’t drag this on for too long.
Rosé was like a ticking time bomb, ready to explode at any moment.
Imprisoning her in the dungeon was a temporary measure, and Rosé’s actions required proper punishment.
Now that I had my own body, not just my soul, Rosé’s physical form was no longer necessary to me, eliminating any concern.
Above all, keeping Rosé alive was difficult.
Even though the strength that both Albert and I possessed far exceeded hers, black magic that would trade one’s life was an entirely different issue.
If we kept her alive, who knew what she might do to us.
But I never had to contemplate someone’s death before.
Albert might be used to taking other people’s lives, but I was not.
But if it’s an endless Möbius strip that won’t end until one side puts a stop to it.
If it’s about punishing someone who tried to bring suffering to the person I love most.
Even if it’s frightening, I couldn’t turn a blind eye.
I wanted Rosé to no longer have any influence over me and Albert.
The only way to achieve this was through Rosé Artius’s eternal rest.
And before she would die, I wish to carry out my revenge.
I want to make her pay, even if just a little, for trying to make the person I love unhappy.
“I want to meet her.”
The best revenge I could think of for someone like her was to show that her choices had no effect on mine and Albert’s happiness.
To engrave in her mind that I am alive and will continue to be happy with Albert.
That was the best revenge I could think of.
I knew how painful mental suffering can be.
The moment she’d realize that all her efforts, even the actions that risked her life, had all been in vain and instead brought Albert and me closer, she would be unable to bear it.
Albert’s eyebrows twitched. A sign of disapproval.
“Why would you do that?”
“To take revenge.”
“I can do it for you.”
Albert still seemed displeased at the idea of her and me meeting, perhaps feeling uneasy.
But I declined his offer to take revenge on my behalf. I shook my head firmly.
“Showing her that I’m unharmed is also part of my revenge.”
I raised my hand and gently stroked Albert’s hair, smiling.
Above all, I was certain.
“Don’t worry. Whatever Rosé does, she won’t be able to separate you and me.”
In any situation, we found and saved each other.
“And no matter what happens, we will love each other.”
I had that much faith in our relationship.
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