My Fiancée Hates Me

Chapter 111: Fools P.1

[Past Life]

After Garett had died, I had locked myself in my room for three days without eating or drinking

anything.

The memory of cradling Garett's decapitated head in my arms was still fresh in my mind. All I could do

was lay in bed with my thoughts after crying too much. I could finally pull myself together after some

time and decided to venture out of my room.

"Your Majesty! You have finally decided to come out of your room!" Stella said as she grabbed my

hands.

"...I'm sorry for everything, Stella," I said.

"Think nothing of it...It is having been a pleasure to serve you since you were little," Stella said.

Stella had taken care of me ever since I was young. I who had lost my mother when I was at a very

young age did not lack a motherly figure since Stella had always been by my side. She continued to

support me even after I ascended to the being a Queen.

"...I am a bit famished," I said with a forced smile.

"I will bring you something light and easy to eat right away!" Stella said as she quickly ran off.

She soon came back with a tray of warm soup and bread.

After taking my first bite, I suddenly began crying.

"Oh, dear! Is there something wrong with the food?" Stella asked with a frantic expression.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

"No, there is nothing wrong with the food," I said as I began wiping my tears with my hands. "It is just

that...the food is so warm compared to what I felt before. I'm sorry...I told myself that I should not cry

anymore."

Stella hugged me and brought me into her arms.

"No, it is understandable after experiencing the loss of an important friend," Stella said as she caressed

my head gently.

Right...Garett was just an important friend to me, but he was also a close relative to Erik.

When I thought about how Erik must have felt after deciding to let Garett die rather than release our

country's secrets, I self-loathed myself even more for locking myself up and not speaking to anyone.

Erik must have been in more pain and felt more alone than I did, but even I ignored his pain and

decided to mourn all by myself.

"Stella, where is Erik...I mean His Majesty? I wish to meet with him and apologize to his face," I said.

Erik is my husband now; I should put all of his needs above everything...

"I will find out right away, Your Majesty!" Stella said as she scurried off.

When she came back, she had a troubled expression on her face.

"...You are back early," I said.

"...His Majesty is currently interrogating the main perpetrator behind Your Majesty's attempted

kidnapping," Stella said.

That man is here...

"Stella, I would like something warm to drink after my meal," I said.

"Right away!" Stella said as she left.

I quickly snuck out of my room and went on my way to the dungeon where I knew Erik often held

interrogations.

There he was...Nevel Pillar was hanging from a wooden cross.

"Oh? It is the Queen herself...To what honor do I owe for the reason for this visit?" Nevel Pillar asked.

"...For what reason did you kidnap me for?" I asked.

"The Emperor of The Balik Empire wanted you as his wife and offered me money and power for just

bringing you across the border. The Empire could use you in exchange for military grade secrets,"

Nevel Pillar said.

"For such a thing, you were willing to betray your home country!" I shouted at him.

"Like I care about this country! All I care about is filling my pockets with money and having an endless

supply of women," Nevel Pillar said.

"...You are a sickening person. I am done talking to you," I said as I turned to leave.

"...Do you not want to hear it?" Nevel Pillar asked.

"Hear what?" I asked.

"Garett's last words," Nevel Pillar said with a smirk.

I turned around.

"...Just so you know, I cannot set you free. There are guards everywhere. You would just be giving

them an excuse to kill you if you were to run free," I said.

"My father is a pretty important figure, so it won't be long until he comes here and frees me, but you will

never get to hear Garett's last words if you let this chance go," Nevel Pillar said.

"...What do you want?" I asked.

"Show me your breasts," Nevel Pillar said shamelessly.

"Pardon?"

"I am most likely one of the few only witnesses to his death...I am also a trained soldier, so you would

not be able to get me to talk easily even if you tried torturing me. I am being kind and asking one little

favor. Rather than asking you to free me or provide me with better cell conditions, all I want to do is

gaze upon the body of the beautiful Queen of the nation. It is something that only you can do," Nevel

Pillar said.

It is just showing some skin that I have shown to at least to over thirty Maids before...

My hands were a bit shaky when I began undoing the ribbon over my nightgown. When it was undone,

I slowly slid the sleeves of my nightgown down my shoulders.

"I can't see anything if you cover them with your arms," Nevel Pillar said.

What a vulgar man...

I slowly uncovered myself and revealed myself to him.

"...Such milky white skin and a pink color that matches your hair...My Queen certainly deserves the title

of being the most beautiful woman in Arundel," Nevel Pillar said.

"Just tell me what his last words were!" I ordered as I covered myself up.

Nevel Pillar soon broke out in an outburst of laughter.

"To think you would go so far as to expose yourself just to find out a dead man's words...the rumors

were true! It's a pity that the Queen of Arundel is such a shameful wench!" Nevel Pillar said.

More than feeling humility over having my body seen by this man, I was more angry over the fact that

he used Garett's last words over me.

"You never even heard of Garett's last words! You probably weren't even there when he died!" I

shouted at him.

"No, I was definitely there. I can tell you with confidence because I know exactly the torture that was

inflicted on him, how many people there were, and how long he suffered until he inevitably died. Only

you, the coroner, and I know about Garett's missing tongue...I think that is indefinite proof that I was

there in his last moments," Nevel Pillar said.

"You are a bastard!" I screamed as I grabbed him by his collar.

"If you want to hear everything, bring your sweet little ears near my lips," Nevel Pillar said.

"What are you planning?" I asked.

"What could I do with hands chained to a stake like this?" Nevel Pillar asked. I brought my face close to

his. He leaned over and took a deep sniff of my hair and neck. "You smell just like roses as I had

imagined."

"You disgusting..."

"Since My Queen has been so generous to me, I shall tell you Garett's last words," Nevel Pillar

whispered in my ears. "He said that he was 'sorry for everything and that he wanted you to take care of

yourself'."

"...He said such a thing?" I asked as I loosened my grip over his collar.

I soon felt something wet and slimy run across my ears and jumped back.

Nevel Pillar began laughing again.

"You are so naive, My Queen! Of course, he did not say that. When he was captured, he was tortured

and beaten for several hours about the kingdom's secrets. He never budged one bit even after having

all of his fingers broken. He was such a dull hostage. The only reaction we got from him was when we

asked if he knew any of your weaknesses. He said that he would rather have his tongue cut off than

say anything about you," Nevel Pillar said.

"Did you..."

"Since he was going to go that far, I thought that I might as well help him keep his code of silence and

cut off his tongue for him! He ended up dying from blood loss not too long afterwards. In the end, he did

not say anything!" Nevel Pillar said with a smug look on his face.

I thought that I heard a rope snapping in the distance.

I quickly realized that sound was my own sanity snapping...

I calmly walked over to the supply room where the interrogation tools were being kept and rolled them

in with a metal cart.

"I have grown tired of your smug face," I said as I grabbed a long nail and a hammer from the table.

I placed the nail in the center of his palms right between the metacarpals and pulled my other hand with

a hammer back.

"What are you doing!" Nevel Pillar screamed.

"...What I should have done sooner," I said coldly as I hammered the nail through his hand.

Thwack!

"My father will not let you do this to me!" Nevel Pillar shouted.

"...You seem to forget that you are not a War Hero's son but just my prisoner," I said coldly.

After cutting off a few fingers, I noticed that Nevel Pillar was not as resistant to pain as he had first

bluffed. His confidence fell quite soon after I first cut off his pinky. The pain and shock of losing his

fingers one by one made him apologize to me repeatedly.

"You are apologizing to the wrong person," I said as I cupped Nevel Pillar's cheek and moved it slowly

to his ear. "Although...it did feel gross when you licked my ear earlier."

I then took a strong hold of his ear and ripped it off with a little of my strength.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...What will it take for you to forgive me?" Nevel Pillar asked.

I am tired of hearing his voice now...

"Nothing...Forgiveness is not for people like you," I said as I pulled his tongue out with some pliers and

grabbed a sharp knife.