The Eldest Princess Walked the Way of Flowers

The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 2

The Eldest Princess Walking Down the Way of Flowers - Chapter 2

Translator: Yonnee

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Chapter 2's

Only after Radis was alone did he furrow his brows and groan in pain.

“Aduh..”.

When he forced himself to sit down, he saw a bandage wrapped around the servant in his body. The blood had already spread in the newly wrapped bandage and the medicine that was applied was thin.

The man known as Davis, the eldest son of the Tilrod family, who now no longer needed to disguise himself as Willingham's knight, opened his pale lips.

"That hurts…"

That's sore.

That's really.

The maid did her best to treat her wound, but it was only a temporary solution.

His body was already beyond salvation, with the older wounds mixed with the fatal wounds he received during the demon subjugation.

'This time it failed. I shouldn't have left. It's entrapment.'

Radis' army fought the demons for three days and three nights just to survive. He could come back to life like this, but many of his comrades lost their lives.

Those who were left alive were as badly injured as him.

Injuries like this could still be dealt with, but the problem was that demonic energy seeped into the air and into their bodies when the powerful demons were defeated.

That's why he realized this.

'I was a fool to fall into such a trap.'

Lying on his bed, in a mess, Radis laughed self-deprecatingly.

But strangely, it did not occur to him that this was all unfair.

Because his whole life was one long thorny road.

One step would be empty, another step would be a fiery hole.

He could not imagine a straight and easy path.

Throughout his life, he lived always struggling to navigate through those traps, tearing apart his body and mind many times, but now that he had finally fallen into that trap, he was enraged.

But most importantly, he was exhausted.

"Yuk!"

He could not even raise his hand to cover his mouth.

Radis coughed, his body convulsing as if he was a fish running out of water. It felt like his lungs were being torn.

Then, he could feel something coming out of his mouth. He must have vomited blood.

The door opens again.

“Now, your favorite rabbit soup..”.

Margaret, holding the plate, was terrified to see Radis covered in blood.

“Yes God! Someone's coming! Maggie, Maggie— clean up!”

The old maid, who had gone to the laundry area, returned once more due to Margaret's screams.

The servant wiped Radis' face carefully with a sad face. After Maggie came out, Margaret put a bowl of soup on the table next to Radis.

“Eat this and rest. You will be better off after you sleep. ”

Margaret still could not force herself to look Radis in the eye.

Radis, who was staring at Margaret calmly, took her bloody coat jacket off the ground and pulled something out.

In an instant, the room was filled with five-colored radiance.

“A-what?!”

Margaret took a step back, her frightened face looking like it was about to faint in a moment.

“H-hey, what—!”

What Radis took out was a fist-sized gem that emitted five colors.

"This is which rock I brought back from the last expedition."

Margaret's eyes widened upon hearing the word 'mana stone.'

Mana stones are sometimes valued higher than diamonds of the same size, depending on the quality of the magic contained within.

This mana stone shone was incredible, with a brilliance that could even be seen with the naked eye.

Also, look at the size!

“No, this... How much is this? You did a great job!”

Radis answered the excited Margaret.

“I was told there was a priest who fell out of grace and was expelled from the temple. They try to cover it with money. If this is it, you can call the priest in secret.”

The weight of the stone left Radis's hand when it was handed to Margaret, and the older woman's jaw immediately fell.

Mouth's watering.

Margaret walked out of the room without saying a word, as if hypnotized by the brilliance of the mana stone.

Radis lay on the bed and looked out the window to see the sky.

'It's okay. I will be better after the purification of the priest.'

There were many thoughts swirling around in Radis' mind, but one thought in particular filled him.

That ... once he wakes up from his sleep, he will remain alone.

…She let her sad thoughts just disappear.

...* * *...

A few days later.

“Mother, how about the pastor?”

“I've sent messengers to the temple. He will be coming soon.”

A few more days passed.

“Mother... Has the pastor come?”

"Don't I just say I've sent someone ?!"

Margaret clicked her tongue.

“Did you hear false rumors? Maybe the pastor you were talking about wasn't there. ”

Now, Radis did not even have the strength to sit down anymore.

And Radis realized that the priest would not come.

Radis opened her lips to say something, but she closed her mouth without saying a word.

His throat was choked with all sorts of emotions so he could not speak properly.

After a while, he could barely string together a few words.

"Why are you doing this to me?"

Looking at her nails, Margaret said indifferently.

"What's? Have I done anything?"

A drop of tears flowed down Radis' cheek, which was already dark purple to almost black.

"Did I do something wrong?"

“…”

“Are you doing this because I'm evil? Am I... bad daughter?”

Margaret turned around, her hands still folded, and looked at the dilapidated wall.

The silence that stretched between them consisted of Radis waiting for Margaret's answer, and Margaret pondering over what Radis said, as if she was thinking about all of this for the first time.

Radis was an unwanted daughter to Margaret from the beginning, so she never liked her. Margaret never felt affection for Radis.

Maybe because she's a cold mom?

Who knows.

Margaret loved her eldest son, David.

For David's sake, he could even give up his life.

She also loves her daughter, Yurhi.

He can give the world to Yurhi.

So, Margaret was convinced that she wasn't a bad mother.

What about Radis? To Margaret, he was just a bully. For some reason, he didn't like it.

But is it because she's a bad daughter?

“Ah, I don't know.”

It was all too annoying just thinking about it.

"What else? You deserve it!”

Hearing Margaret's words, Radis's soul was shattered.

Like those.

For his parents, that was all they felt about Radis.

That he deserved it.

They don't even feel guilty every time they use him as an emotional trash can where they roll over and pour out all their frustrations. Until the end, they did not feel guilty at all.

It's worthless, not someone to be proud of, not even pretty.

It's not that Radis doesn't know this.

He's aware of that.

But he keeps trying.

With all her might, she tried everything she could to become a true part of her family, to the point that she did not care how her flesh would melt, how her bones would break.

That's why now, he's broken.

Radis speaking.

"Dad…? Where's dad..?”

His father, Jade Tilrod, always turned away from him.

Perhaps, if he saw her in this miserable state, he would be a little sad. His father might try to help him if he saw him now.

But her sad call seems to have further incited Margaret's anger.

"I don't know where he is!"

Margaret shouted out loud.

But contrary to his words, he knew exactly where he was.

Jade is with her employer, Flora.

As if they were just playing house, Jade and Flora had a small residence with their two illegitimate children.

Just thinking about it already made Margaret feel like a lunatic.

Frustrated, Margaret began to sneer, completely forgetting Radis' serious condition.

"In hindsight, your name comes from 'Gladiolus, ' right?"

Even as she was suffocated by despair, Radis continued to listen to her mother.

“Do you know that gladiolus flowers are usually dedicated to the tomb of a virgin? Your fate has been tied to that name since you were born, so don't blame me.”

Margaret spoke coldly, lifting up an untouched bowl of soup.

"Rest well. You may be healed that way. ”

The door closed behind him.

Radis stared at the ceiling with a blank look.

He believed that happiness would come to him someday if he continued to endure it all.

But she believes that even though Margaret is a heartless mother, since she needs Radis, she will probably like her even a little.

A little bit. Radis thought Margaret would love him.

And as she continues to support her family, she believes that one day her father will see her.

She thought that if she continued to endure, continue to sacrifice, she would be able to hear the thanks from her sisters one day.

Alone in his bed, Radis coughed up blood.

Mouth's burning.

Even if he could not see himself, he could feel the black crystal mixing with his blood.

“One time... Mother... Father... I want to feel the warmth of your embrace...”.

The sensation in his hands and feet slowly disappeared.

“I want you... proud of me..”.

But it was a dream that would never come true.