Chapter 151: Taking dicine
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The reason my brain just completely blanked out was because the shock had been too much, causing my head to short-circuit for a mont, roughly 2 seconds, maybe longer, I honestly couldn't tell. I even started wondering if the dizziness had made hallucinate the whole thing.
Only after that did my brain actually start working again. In an instant, a flood of possibilities rushed through my mind. My first thought was: could sothing have happened last night while I was unconscious... but I imdiately shot that down internally. No way. The tifra was too short, and even if sothing had happened, it wouldn't show up this fast. It had to have been earlier... Could it be Carlos?! Aaaargh! That man is absolutely disgusting!! I'm losing my mind! When did this even happen?! I had no clue, no feeling at all... I want to kill him... ugh, ugh, ugh, no wait! He had no opportunity. Nobody could have had the opportunity...
My hand instinctively moved toward the secret place between my legs. I don't even know what I was trying to confirm, I just pressed down firmly, and the thick, solid sensation against my palm was strangely reassuring... Oh. That's the sanitary pad.
Right, I'm still on my period!! What the hell would I be pregnant with?!
This manly man remains pure and untouched, it's that stupid expressionless woman ssing with .
After reaching that conclusion, I gave my chest a little pat, trying to calm down the heart hamring away inside it. I let out a long breath, then looked back over at Victoria.
She looked perfectly composed, sitting there with her eyes half-lowered, stirring that strange liquid around and around with a silver spoon... I'll be honest, it was really asking for a beating.
"Victoria."
"Mm."
"Do you have nothing better to do?"
"Not really."
"Co fight ."
"You're no match for ."
"Hmph." I scoffed. "Wanna try?"
"Co back when you can actually stand up."
"I totally can!"
I said it stubbornly with my chin up, twisting and wriggling around on the bed trying to climb off, and gave up after just a mont... Too exhausting.
Limbs like jelly, body completely limp. Even the tiniest movent made my head spin and my stomach lurch. I ca to the miserable realization that I had apparently beco a fish on a chopping board, completely at the rcy of whoever wanted to do whatever to , with zero ability to resist.
"Pathetic."
Victoria held the silver spoon out toward my mouth again. I'm not sure if I was just being oversensitive, but I could have sworn there was a teasing glint in those bright golden eyes of hers.
"Take your dicine." She said flatly.
That awful sll drifted into my nose again. Like sothing rotting, mixed with a foul, fishy stench that shot straight to my head, making scrunch up my face: "I'm not taking it. This sll—"
"Take your dicine." Victoria's tone grew firr. "Don't make say it again."
But that kind of talk, the sort that sounded like a threat, only set off my stubborn streak. I huffily turned my head to the side, making it clear without words: I'm not doing it!
The next second, Victoria stood up from her chair.
She held the bowl in one hand and stared straight down at , and sothing about that gaze made my skin crawl, I instinctively scooted toward the edge of the bed.
What is this woman trying to do...
Then, all of a sudden, her eyes sharpened, and her claws ca reaching for !
"Waaah—!"
I let out a startled shriek, reflexively trying to throw my arms up to block her, but my body was far too sluggish and heavy to keep up with my brain, and Victoria caught my face in her grip without any trouble... She's pinching my face!
My eyes went wide.
Victoria moved fast, not a single pause after that. With a swoosh she was up on the bed, lifting those pale long legs and pressing them right on top of . I imdiately fought back in kind, grabbing her left cheek with my hand and yanking hard, that perfect face right in front of mine instantly twisted into a ridiculous shape. But Victoria didn't even flinch. She shoved her whole body down on top of without a care, and I shoved back with my left hand with everything I had, my legs kicking wildly beneath her, only for her to clamp them down tight with hers.
Victoria wrapped herself around like an octopus, pinning flat underneath her, and forced the bowl up to my lips. She had my face squished so hard in her grip that my mouth was puckered open and couldn't close, I was pretty sure I was about to start drooling, and the humiliation of it was infuriating. I tried struggling a few more tis and realized I couldn't get any leverage at all, couldn't break free. So I grabbed a fistful of her hair and wrenched her head back, and even then the woman didn't change expression, swiftly tipping that mysterious liquid right into my mouth. The sharp taste hit my brain like a slap. I tried to spit it out, but then Victoria clamped my lips shut with her fingers, which nearly sent over the edge with rage!
"Mmph mmph mmph— gulp..."
Ah. Swallowed it.
She let go of my lips. I opened my mouth and imdiately went off: "You! You disgusting woman! Blegh blegh blegh, ugh—!"
"Shut up."
"I'm so mad... mmph mmph!!"
"Gulp... Pervert! Sexual harassnt—!"
"Open up."
"Blegh! Blegh blegh blegh!"
"Shut up."
"...Gulp."
One of the maids who had heard the commotion tiptoed her way to the bedroom door, took one look at what was going on inside, and quietly pulled the door shut.
Not long after, I finished the whole bowl of dicine.
Truthfully, sowhere around the middle of all that fighting, I'd already surrendered. Because I felt so terrible, the more I struggled, the dizzier my head got and the weaker my body beca, until by the end I was basically just letting her do whatever she wanted.
My mouth tasted bitter and salty.
"Hah— hah—"
I lay spread out on the bed, gasping, my face burning hot like an overripe fruit.
I weakly turned my head to the side to look at Victoria: "As a queen... how could you... do sothing like this..."
"Queens are human too." Victoria walked over to the writing desk by the side of the room, set the empty bowl down, and said.
I'd made a complete ss of her hair. Her normally smooth, fair skin had both cheeks flushed pink, and the sight of her... damn it, I actually thought this woman looked kind of cute.
"What on earth... did you just feed ... so kind of weird... hah—... thing..."
"Pregnancy supplent."
"Bullshit."
I snapped at her irritably, then slowly pulled myself back under the blankets and laid myself flat.
Head spinning, the whole room tilting, it was genuinely unbearable. I don't know if it was the dicine working, but a wave of drowsiness kept washing over ... I'd only just woken up and I was already ready to sleep again.
"What's even... wrong with ..."
"Fever from exhaustion. Nothing serious." Victoria said.
"That's it?"
Was it really that simple?
Victoria started walking toward and added: "Last night, I found you collapsed at the entrance of the mansion. You were burning up."
"Collapsed at the entrance?"
So I made it back on my own last night?
She sat down on the edge of my bed and gave a small nod. "Mm. I was worried you might have caught so kind of sickness, so I had Bishop Ramus co over, he already perford a healing miracle on you."
...A healing miracle?
A mber of the Church ca by last night?
I was completely lost. I had no mory of any of this.
"I had the servants grind up so mugwort, licorice, white tree root and other herbs, that's what you just drank. Very effective. You'll be fine after a day's rest... But first, go change your sanitary pad."
I blinked at that, then looked down, and felt my face get even hotter.
"How did you know..."
"Stop asking stupid questions." Victoria looked at quietly.
Then her tone turned sharp: "Alright. Now tell , what happened on Alix Alley last night."
Alix Alley... last night... what happened... hmmm—
It ca back to .
I rembered the scenes from the night before. I rembered what had happened after the headache passed.
A street swallowed in flas. Spiraling black smoke and white light. The heretics I had slaughtered. And that strange hallucination.
I could even recall how I had felt in that mont. That sensation of toying freely with prey, of killing purely for the pleasure of it. The state of mind consud by hatred, utterly indifferent toward life... It was exactly the sa as when I had dealt with Edward back then.
And then, an even more terrifying truth swallowed whole.
Last night... I ate humans.
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