Chapter 2: Episode 2> Your sister is the queen, not you.
Cesare had never beaten her in public before. Because if his fiancée was short, she was also short. However, as Prince Regent, he has become increasingly outspoken and has no qualms about expressing his displeasure with or without people.
"Ariadne, don't go against them. "Behave properly."
Cesare certainly couldn't keep his voice down this time. His reprimanding voice quickly filled the entire drawing room. And the central nobility were not the best people to overlook this. When the Countess realised Cesare had no intention of caring for her woman, she seized the opportunity and said one more thing to her.
"I hope the regent looks after her fiancée."
With an open contempt, she looked up and down at the dishevelled Ariadne.
"I thought it was a wolf dog raised on a ranch, not a very noble lady, who went out first."
The countess and her fine ladies chimed in and opened fire.
"Elegance... "
"Education... ancestry..."
"Doesn't that tangled mess of hair look like a shepherd dog?"
Ariadne raised her hand to her head. While she stood in front of her, her ladies of San Carlo cut her with their tongues as she untied her awkwardly tangled hair with her comb.
"Take good care of your fiancée if the Prince Regent wants the support of the social world and the central nobility."
The noble ladies, including the Countess, exchanged glances with Ariadne, who stood alone.
"Alternatively, why don't you change your spouse entirely?" It must be difficult for this lady."
- You are not a respectable member of society. Their inner thoughts seemed to reverberate throughout the palace.
"We'll just leave. You couldn't enter the palace after the former queen died and the palace's owner changed unless you were prepared to be greeted. There is no education. joy!"
When the Countess left the drawing room first, the other ladies followed, looking up and down at her, who was alone. Ariadne's hair was stuck to her frosting after she jumped over her table, and her dress was a shambles. The tea party was empty, and she didn't see any of her friends. She looked at him with the contempt of a lover. It was dreadful. No one has openly discussed Cesare's birth since then, but Ariadne has gained a lot of notoriety, including werewolf women, Moorish slaves, and plantation maids. She was immediately followed by sarcastic remarks about her low birth, her resemblance to her mother, and her status as an unmarried spinster. She repeatedly asked Cesare to ask if she should marry him to help manage her society, but he refused at her word.
"How can I make you a princess regent right away if you can't manage your reputation like this?" I can't be with a flawed woman."
His request was specific.
"Study harder than you are now, learn to play the lute, appreciate famous paintings, and improve your Latin." Develop into a talented and mature lady who is not afraid to present herself in public. Then I will make you the regent's wife."
So I figured I'd just do it. * * * Prince Regent Cesare took a long time to become Cesare I, but it was only a matter of time. He held military and gold coins in his hands. He lacked only one quality: authenticity. That is how time heals, precisely through the opportunity that time provides. Ariadne remembered Cesare's coronation, specifically the day before it. He was 36 at the time, and she was 30. I couldn't stop laughing every time I remembered that day.
"I'm a kind king." "I must take the crown prince's power into my arms."
Cesare sat on Ariadne's bed and kissed the nape of her neck.
"ah-." On the stake, his breathing was laboured. Ariadne drew her body back, but Cesare grabbed her wrists with one hand and held her down, forcefully holding her down on the bed.
"You must be quiet."
With his lips, he licked the nape of her neck. Her alluring aura was Ariadne's greatest asset. Ariadne didn't have particularly attractive features or innocent beauty, but her height and the flesh of her breasts and buttocks made her very appealing. Her alluring aura also played a role. She had a style that men thought was more attractive than women's. Ariadne, thirty, was a flower in full bloom. She exuded a striking density even when she didn't want to, and it was also the only aspect of her demanding Cesare that was consistent with her compliments about her.
"Right."
Cesare's feminine voice pierced Ariadne's ears, which had been dazed by the warmth that had touched her intimate mucous membrane.
"As a result, Isabella will be crowned queen."
Isabella Mare de Carlo, Crown Princess of the abdicated Crown Prince Alfonso and half-sister to Ariadne de Mare. A perfect older sister who bears no resemblance to Ariadne, with her flaxen hair and amethyst-colored eyes. She was a dignified, aristocratic woman who was known for her innocent beauty. Ariadne regained her composure and pushed Cesare away.
"Please excuse me?"
I must have misheard it.
"Cesare...? My older sister was the Crown Princess of Prince Alfonso, who died."
It was customary for a widow without a son to spend the rest of her life in a monastery. He was unable to remarry and was unable to return to his parents' home. Cesare buried his lips once more in Ariadne's chest, who had pushed him away, and responded indifferently.
"Do not be prejudiced. "Don't you feel bad for your biological sister?"
What did I just hear? You want to marry my sister rather than me? Ariadne shoved him away once more. 'I am? 'What will all the things I've done for you be worth?' I wondered. Cesare licked his lips and straightened Ariadne up when she refused to join him in his amusement.
"Because you were only my fiancée, you can still find a good wife and live comfortably in the country." But unless I take care of Isabella, she will have to spend the rest of her life on the cold monastery floor."
Something had clearly been misunderstood.
"You cannot marry a relative's widow."
Cesare responded as if nothing had happened.
"All you have to do is obtain confirmation from the Seonghwangcheong of the divorce between the deceased Alfonso de Carlo and Isabella de Mare." Isabella falls under the Seonghwangcheong's policy of not allowing divorce because she was chaste throughout her marriage."
Ariadne was taken aback.
"Your sister is not chaste, Caesar." In 1128, her first year of marriage, she gave birth to and miscarried her brother-in-child." law's
"Please be quiet!"
Isabella's virginity had to be his vice. Cesare, who had been boldly speaking well, jumped to his feet and pointed at Ariadne.
"Lies! Women are said to be the enemy of women. Even between siblings, there are no exceptions. Females are so low!"
Ariadne was panting for air. She continued her story in a voluptuous tone, desperately trying to calm down her voice in order to persuade Cesare that she was not lowly.
"Cesare. It's not slander; it's the truth. All of the ladies-in-waiting who were serving the Crown Princess at the time were aware of it."
"Noisy!"
Cesare was unable to communicate at the time. No reasonable conversation could reach the person who had purposefully blocked his ears.
"I took good care of you and married you to a merchant to ensure a peaceful life for you, but how can I let such a wicked woman live?"
merchant? a difficult existence? I was taken aback just hearing it. You said you loved me and would be with me forever. So I've sacrificed everything for you. You told me to study hard and devote myself to postponing the day I became queen because I had a flaw. But, in the end, the 'flawless woman' you seek is my sister, the widow of a prince?
"You stated that you loved me. You promised to make me your queen and to be with me forever."
It's stupid, but I couldn't think of anything else to say. Cesare snorted, his eyes contemptuous.
"I never imagined you'd be such a petty woman as to sabotage the cause." Making concessions for the sake of the country's future has no merit. "How is this any different from Isabella, who even gave up her marriage for her sister's happiness?"
I was now out of breath. I couldn't tell if the tears or the rage came first.
"Am I in the way?" Isabella gave in? I gave up everything for you. I sacrificed my reputation, my marriage, and even killed Prince Alfonso with my own hands. What has Isabella been up to in the interim? "Do you have any?"
Ariadne had to chew a reed leaf, which was used as a contraceptive, whenever she had intimate time with Cesare during the winter when Prince Alfonso and Isabella were lavishly married and Isabella miscarried a child, the fruit of her blessing.
- "Orthodox without the ability to bear children is a sin in the eyes of the Heavenly Father." I don't want to take lead any longer."
"How about if you don't like it?"
- "... If you don't want me to have a child before marriage, marry and take me."
"Ari, don't you adore me?" Prove your love for me. hurry. "Please come here."
The brave refusal was simply dismissed.
- "How humiliating would it be if your stomach swelled before your wedding?" I despise an illegitimate child born of an illegitimate child and an illegitimate child. Don't make me look bad in public."
She didn't have much of a choice if she didn't want to lose Cesare. Ariadne secretly acted as a herald in and out of the castle in 1129, when Cesare sharpened her sword and prepared for her coup d'état, walking through the snow every night in the body of an unmarried noblewoman. It was only possible because none of her could have imagined that as she grew older, she would play a significant role in her military campaigns.
"Every night, I pretended to be in love with a shepherd boy for you."
Because of Cesare, she climbed over the wall pretending to be dating another man while chewing on birth control pills. funny. Rumors that she was her unfaithful fiancee persisted throughout Cesare's ninth year in power.
"Even the throne's rightful owner threw it to the hounds with my own hand."
Prince Alfonso, who was always friendly, became jackdaw food by hanging from the castle wall.
"Look at this finger!" It ate the poison instead of you and died."
Ariadne raised her left hand's ring finger, which was rotten and a knuckle short. In the fourth year of her regency, in 1132, she was poisoned by arsenic aimed at her Cesare, and instead of saving her life, she lost her poisoned finger. I later discovered that it was Prince Regent Cesare who ordered her to read with her left ring finger. It had to have been a misunderstanding; the ring finger on her left hand had to have been the best. I would do anything for Cesare, whom I adore more than anything else in the world. Because he will adore me just as much as I adore him. She was crippled because she sacrificed for him; she was old because of the time she devoted to him; and she was now weak and ugly in comparison to her youthful, radiant, and beautiful past. The time had come to return his care and return. Cesare had a cold expression on her face. Her towering stature was intimidating, and her statuesque features, which contrasted sharply with her reddish-brown hair, were stunning even now. He opened his thin, smooth, transparent lips.
"Alfonso had to be killed with their own hands." You can't have noble Isabella do something like that, can you?"
Ariadne's pupils dilated.
"Can you believe you've known your sister since Prince Alfonso was alive...?"
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