Who Made Me A Princess Chapter 93
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Chapter 93
Translator: HH Editor: HH
The protection magic that Claude had set up for me was steadily cracking.
And the precious things that I had gathered unknowingly in me were starting to fall apart.
Boom!
A sharp sound created a strong wind like it was going to fly us into the air.
As he got closer to me, Claude’s hand started to bleed and the blood flew into the air. But he didn’t stop. Like he was going to see the end of it today.
“That useless breath.’
I had imagined this scene a few times.
“I’ll end it for you.”
When I thought Claude was going to kill me, a long time ago. But from sometime, that fear became so small that it wasn’t a horror for me.
Clang!
When he spent time with me drinking tea in the garden, and picking flowers to give to me.
Crash!
Actually, from some time, I was considering him my family. Although I had never had a real family before, I thought this might be how a father and daughter treated each other.
Swoosh!
At first, I built walls around myself when I was with him, but I realized that he took up a big part of my heart.
So the time I spent with the person in front of me must’ve been happier than I thought.
“If you disappear.”
So I couldn’t hate him because…..
“Even this unknown frustration.”
It was all my fault.
“And the feeling I have when I think of that face will disappear.”
Because I had ignored Lucas’s warning, and like a fool, I couldn’t control my magic. Because this happened trying to rescue me.
So right now, I might be being punished.
Yeah, I know. I know, but……
“So die.”
I don’t like seeing this Claude. It hurts seeing someone that’s not my dad. I feel like I might die from not being able to say this.
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“By my hand.”
Whoosh!
Another explosion dug into the roses.
Claude’s hand was almost at my neck now, and his ruined hand was bleeding endlessly.
My hand was the same. After pulling the stems of the roses, the red blood from the scratches wet the grass under me.
The magic protecting my body was almost completely gone now. After one or two more were destroyed, Claude would be able to kill me like he wanted to.
But…..
I just bit my lips looking into his cold eyes.
I don’t want to die like this.
Boom!
At least not by you.
Clang!
I never want to die by your hand…….!
And it was at that moment.
The white roses around me that had been swirling like snow soared like they were caught in a tornado.
A white light shined like it was going to swallow the entire world.
Claude’s hand, that was right next to my neck, paused.
I saw his surprised face.
The roses started to shake again. A white storm was blowing around me. But in it, there was something white that wasn’t the roses or the light.
A sound rang in my ears. A loud silence. Or a quiet scream. Claude opened his mouth to say something but I didn’t hear anything.
Then I realized what the white substance was.
It was white bubbles. And it was me. I became locked in the air, forced into it by the storm.
Claude’s face was crumpled in anger or fear, I couldn’t tell which.
And before I completely disappeared, I whispered.
“Bye, dad.”
And my world turned into a white light.
***
The white light kept clustering around.
In the middle of a wind that made it hard to stand still, Claude’s eyes were hard.
“Your Majesty!”
It was a relaxing day like any other, and according to what Felix told him, it was the day there was going to be a tea party at the Emerald Palace.
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His daughter Athanasia should’ve been having a good time right now.
“It’s dangerous if you go closer! Please step back!”
But when Claude rushed over after feeling the magic explosion, his daughter Athanasia was nowhere to be seen.
Claude realized right away that the person he was looking for war trapped in that white light. As a nuclear storm that would explode any moment.
“Felix, send all the people out of the Emerald Palace.”
“Yes, sir! The magicians will have heard by now so you should……”
Felix was holding Jannette Margarita, who had barely been saved from the exploding magic. She was unconscious from when this phenomenon first began.
The wind was so strong that he had to shout to speak to Claude, but before he could finish, Claude stepped forward.
“Your Majesty!”
Felix widened his eyes and shouted but Claude didn’t stop. His gold hair sparkled like pieces of the sun.
“You can’t, Your Majesty!”
“Stop being so loud and do what I ordered you to. You’re getting in the way.”
Claude could hear the frantic voice behind him but entered the center of the explosion without hesitation.
Crackle!
He felt a sharp pain, and blood dripped down his face. The magic that was whipping around felt like a sharp knife.
The situation wasn’t good. And that meant Athanasia was in danger.
Crackle! Whoosh!
The power dug into his body like it was trying to block the intruder. But Claude didn’t slow down.
He was planning on putting the storm to sleep after entering its eye. He and Athanasia didn’t have enough time, and Claude determined that this was the most logical way.
But forcing the magic would put one of them in a critical situation, and he was planning on using his power to make sure he was the one in danger.
His 19 year old self would ask him if he was crazy if he knew, but there was no one to stop him here. And even if they tried to, Claude wasn’t going to stop.
If he did it, he might die.
But it didn’t matter.
If I can exchange my life for that child’s.
Fizz!
Without any hesitation, Claude reached out towards where the magic was concentrated the most. And in that moment, a white light exploded in front of his eyes.
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