She was sent by God - Chapter 1
It was an urgent voice I hadn’t heard before.
The Laslo Arpad she knew was always calm. He was always relaxed, as if he had abandoned his impatience in the womb.
“Come on. Wake up, princess! There’s no time to procrastinate.”
But it was different today.
Agnes woke up to a strong hand waving itself in front of her.
Agnes was awakened by a strong hand shaking her body. It was still early in the morning, so she was still sleepy. When she opened her eyes, it was in the dark, so she couldn’t see anything.
“Duke Arpad. What brings you here. The roosters hasn’t even crowed yet”
Even though they are married it is still absurd to visit your wife’s bedroom without notice.
“Princess, I don’t have time to argue with you.”
He threw a shabby package. What was inside was quite heavy.
“What is this…….”
Suddenly, the entire area was filled with a man’s scream. Agnes noticed her husband, who was armed, frowned faster than her.
“Get dressed and follow me.”
“What’s going on?”
“The gate is open.”
Agnes gasped.Laslo looked her in the eyes calmly.
“There’s no time.”
She was afraid to look into his eyes because it felt like all of her darkest secrets were being unearthed. From the first time she stepped into this castle until now.
“What do you mean the gate is open……. Isn’t Estar a thousand years old fortress?”
“A thousand-year-old fortress is bound to fall apart.” He smiled bitterly.
He was informed that the king’s army was surrounding Sutmar. As the servant wandered the hallway with an anxious face, he realized that the situation was more distressing than he had anticipated.
The gates opening up so quickly was something he had never anticipated.
“Hurry up.” He urged
Agnes got up. She struggled to put on her clothes as her eyes were still getting used to the darkness. She was ignorant of the difficulty.
“You haven’t finished wearing your clothes yet?” Laslo rattled and clicked his tongue.He retrieved the string from Agnes’ hand, which she was holding motionlessly. He skillfully knotted it for her.
“Are we leaving?”
Agnes asked calmly, looking at his dark gold hair. If the gates were open, there weren’t many options available.
They had two options: give up or flee.
“Yes. To Cyclosiro.”
“Cyclosiro? That far?”
It would take a full two months on horseback to travel that far south. It was a place she heard off but never been to.
“Zoltan will go with you instead of me.”
“Why?” She asked.
“What do you mean why?” He asked back.
“Why do I need to go with Sir Zoltan? What about you?”
His hands that were tying up the string slowed down.
“The castle cannot be abandoned by the lord.”
Before speaking up, Laslo tidied up the knot in Agnes’ fur cape..
“It’s done. Don’t forget to take that package. It has food and coins are in. There are also commoner’s clothes that you can change into once you’re out of the castle.”
“Ah, I stuffed some jewelry in there as well, but don’t sell it until you’re completely gone. The pursuers might notice.”
“Once you’re at Cyclosiro, purchase a ticket to Arahan Island..”
Laslo continued speaking without pausing.
“You can purchase a small plot of land by selling the jewelry. You’ll be able to survive for a few years if you save them up because they are expensive.. And-……”
Laslo was spewing words at a rapid pace, Agnes barely managed to stop him.
“What kind of nonsense are you spouting? Are you saying you’ll stay behind?”
“I will stay. I can’t leave the residents behind.”
“You’re going to surender? Then I will remain as well.”
“I won’t surrender.”
She was prepared to voice her disapproval, but she was unable to say anything further. Laslo spoke firmly once more.
“I’m staying here.”
The only choice left is to fight if one chooses neither to submit nor to flee.
He’s going to confront the king’s army till the very end.
It’s been three years since they got married.
Agnes still vividly remember the day she first saw him. He was so tall that her neck would break looking up at him. All the members of the royal family were on the short side, so Agnes felt like he was a giant from a fairy tale, a man with one head taller than her.
Laslo held her shoulder firmly. She gulped as she realized what was going to happen.
She shook her head several times.
Laslo was the deposed Duke of the West, and she clearly did not want to marry him as Nirseg’s princess. When she had her first period, her older sister, Princess Vivian, died. The culprit was one of Vivian’s relatives and Agnes’ half brother, Prince Sebastian. A few years later, Chavolti, her brother, bacame a cripple. When Agnes heard the news that Chavolti had become paralyzed, she quickly fell down before Sebastian and asked for his mercy. Agnes’ mother, the second queen, joined together.
– Prince. Please save our poor princess.
Agnes was married off to Duke Arpad as soon as she reached adulthood without a dowry or a celebration.
“Give me your hand.” He said bluntly.
“Hand?” Agnes inadvertently extended her right hand.
“No, your left hand with the crest.”
Agnes gently gave him her left hand. A lengthy bandage was taken out of his pocket.
“Don’t ever untie this. Even commoners know that having a crest on the back of your hand is a sign of royalty.”
Laslo moved fairly deftly to cover the crest. Agnes shifted her subtle glances between him and her crest. It was not a happy marriage, at least for Agnes. Agnes anticipated some level of affection from her husband, despite knowing full well that it was foolish to wish for happiness in a royal marriage.
– You can call me Agnes now that you are my husband.
On the first night of their marriage, she spoke to him bravely while the candlelight flickered.
– Princess appears to be a sufficient title.
He calmly observed Agnes’ body on the bed before walking away. She was so humiliated and ashamed that she dared not to call him again. Laslo Arpad was an amazing and wise lord but a heartless husband.
They were a married couple for three years, but they didn’t spend a single night together.It wasn’t until the elders put pressure on the issue of having an heir that they forcedfully slept with each other.
An angry man’s voice could be heard outside at that time. He repeatedly thumped and knocked on the door.
“Remember what I said.”
Laslo handed the package to Agnes without a word. Soon after that, he grabbed her hand and led her out of the room. The door swung open, revealing a man dressed in a thick bear skin coat.
“I figured it out. The scumbag who let the gates open.”
“Matron. He wags his tail constantly at Sebatian, so you might as well feed him dog food.”
Zoltan’s face was bright red enough that he could be seen in the dark.
A glimmer reached Laslo’s eyes as he muttered Matron’s name.
“Leave that son of a b*tch to me and take the princess with you.”
Laslo asserted vehemently. Agnes freed her wrist in a show of defiance toward him.
“I will stay!”
Both of them looked at Agnes in unison.The brothers, who were about the same height, towered over her like giants.
“Don’t be stubborn. What good would it be if you stayed?”
In contrast to his usual indifference towards her, Agnes could sense the concern behind his words.
“There’s nothing you can do.”
Zoltan gave Agnes a piercing stare. Agnes immediately shrank under his cold stare.
Laslo severely reprimanded his brother..
“Don’t be foolish and immediately depart from the castle. You must leave Sutmar before noon. End of story.”
“Damn it, damn it!”
Zoltan couldn’t contain his temper and kicked the door. It made a dull sound. The door was made of giant trees over 100 years old.
“Why are you trying to fight back? Just send me as an envoy to the king.”
Agnes looked at Laslo and said;
“Bowing down to Sebastian once saved my life, but it won’t work again.”
They attacked them under the king’s name due to a potential rebellion,
Agnes scoffed after hearing such nonsense. This underdeveloped land was arid and produced no unique goods. Beasts would frequently attack livestock through the northern line of defense.
Because of this, the Arpad dukedom was always poor. They can’t afford to fantasize about something as expensive as treason.
At Agnes’ words, everyone became icily static. Zoltan and Laslo were silent.
“… Take her with you.”
Laslo weakly pushed her shoulder.
“Let’s go. Princess.”
Zoltan used brute force to pull the hem of Agne’s clothes. His grip was so strong that she struggled to keep herself upright.
“Let go. I am also the owner of this castle. I won’t run away–ah!”
Zoltan’s face became increasingly crumpled as she struggled. It was full of annoyance and irritation.
Laslo sighed. Agnes immediately came to a halt flailing around but her husband was quiet again. Agnes blinked rapidly. She struggled to focus on those intimidating green eyes.
“Just now, what did you say.”
It was the first time he referred to her as his wife. He had always referred to her as princess, as though he disapproved of the royal family. She was aware that the Duke did not welcome her. She wasn’t particularly attractive or had a sizable dowry. She knew what the duke thought of her based solely on the fact that the king had ordered their marriage.
“Please be healthy.”
“Why are you looking at me like that…….”
Agnes was speechless. She couldn’t handle the shock and collapsed to the ground. Zoltan propped her up like a sack of potatoes. The brothers exchanged a brief goodbye. There was no need to take additional action.
Zoltan licked his lips and walked away.Laslo stood there for a long time watching their backs. That was the last time she saw Laslo alive.