Chapter 188 To change the future
Chapter 188 – To change the future
Translator – Yue
Rihannan’s complex thoughts naturally looked into what was soon to happen.
In a month, there would be an incident in Chrichton. A highly contagious virus would spread among the people. She knew that would happen, but she didn’t do anything since she knew Dimitri and her uncle would rise victorious.
But, what would Igor do with this information?
If it’d been him, he would have stopped the death of many members of the nobility. That was the most effective method.
Rihannan had changed many letters with Dimitri in her past life, and knew the angst he felt. His heart was torn after spilling so much blood in his path to acquire the throne. He’d seen the deaths of many close friends because of that. And… he’d never wanted the crown. He’d wanted his freedom, but it seemed as though some invisible force was constantly pushing him towards the throne.
She knew that, but didn’t lift a finger. She was going to let the same events to happen all over again. But now, she’d realized her selfishness. Deep inside, she wanted him to suffer throught the hardships and maybe… unconsciously, she wanted him to have more power as King, rather than a noble.
Rihannan couldn’t stay with her arms crossed and allow fate to repeat itself again. Maybe in changing the future she’d cause unwanted results to unfold, but she wouldn’t allow Dimitri to fall into despair because of her own fear and selfishness.
After leaving the Queen’s Palace, Rihannan went to the central office.
“Your Majesty?”
Upon reaching the central office’s door, Basil, who was just leaving, was astounded by Rihannan’s sudden visit. This was their first encounter after last time’s incident.
Rihannan didn’t dare look him in the eye. She avoided his gaze altogether.
“Is His Majesty inside?” she asked.
Basil moved his head up and down many times. “Yes, he’s there”.
“Then, please, inform him that I’ve arrived and…”
“No need for that! Please, enter, my Queen!”
Basil opened the door.
“Then, I’ll go bring some tea right away!” he said, happily.
“That won’t be necessary. We are just going to talk. Please stay outside for a while”.
Basil smiled broadly upon hearing her words.
“Of course, of course. I’ll make sure nobody comes in. Please, relax and talk all you want”.
Merrily hopping, Basil soon left. It seemed liked he’d forgotten Rihannan had threatened his life not long ago. LooKing at Basil’s cheerful aura, Rihannan felt as though a heavy rock was lifted off her head”.
Breathing deeply, Rihannan entered the office.
Igor stood up.
Rihannan’s glance focused on the desk, where the blurred memories of Igor embracing Leticia started spiraling like hurricanes.
Igor quickly distanced himself from the desk and approached Rihannan.
“Rihannan, why are you here…?”
“There’s something I need to say to you”.
“Then have a seat. We…”
“There’s no need. I won’t take long. I’ll leave after saying what I’ve come to tell you”.
Hearing her cold tone, Igor didn’t dare say anything more.
“Rihannan…”
“I’m sure you know what will happen in around a month”. Rihannan opened her lips, avoiding his face. “I wish to stop the deaths of the members of Chrichton’s royal family. I wish to send Dimitri clues of what will happen, before the tragedy unfolds”.
“Clues? Then, you mean…”
“I’ll tell him the truth about the sanctuary’s water, where an old ritual will be held. If it’s Dimitri, I’m sure he’ll find a way to avoid the virus from spreading”.
If her plan was successful, then she’d prevent the deaths of the royal family members. Even though she’d hoped the Crown Prince would fall victim of the tragedy… Dimitri’s freedom was more important. If she could guarantee his happiness, nothing else mattered.
“The sanctuary is a holy place for Chrichton’s royalty. It’s a place where no one besides the direct lineage of the royal family can access to. The fact that I know of that secret place means that, if I’m not careful, they’ll harbor doubts about me. As you know, Dimitri has been previously accused of bad behavior and conspiracy against Chrichton. They even put him in jail for a while”.
“…”
ThinKing back on those hurtful moments, Rihannan tightly grabbed her skirt.
“I went through many humiliations, and I do not wish to go through that process all over again. I hope you can put your signature besides mine in a letter I’ll be sending to Dimi. If you sign as well, they will not think I’m babbling nonsense. I’m sure of that”.
After saying all she’d come to say, Rihannan awaited for his answer.
There was silence for a while.
Rihannan lifted her face and stared at Igor. He had a complicated expression, as though it was hard for him to answer. She came to the conclusion that Igor wanted to deny her request.
“I see. Then, I’ll solve this matter on my own…”
“There’s no need for that”.
Rihannan, who was walKing towards the door, quickly turned around. Her gaze went straight to him. She looked at him and asked, incredulously “what do you mean by that?”
“…you don’t need to do anything at all” he replied.
“What are you trying to say? You want me to do nothing and let them die?”
“No… I’m saying there’s no need. The event that worries you will not happen”.
Rihannan frowned. She couldn’t understand a word he’d said.
“Are you saying the tragic event that took the life of many members of the royal family will not take place?”
“Yes”.
“It definitely happened in the past. Why are you so sure it won’t happened now?”
The incident had to relation to Arundell. Both Igor and her had reincarnated, changing events, but she doubted their combined decisions could cause that big of an impact in the future.
“Please, explain to me why you think that”.
After her repeated questions, Igor dropped his head and sighed. He held his forehead with one hand. A moment later, he spoke, slowly.
“It wasn’t a contagious disease. It was my mother”.
Rihannan’s ice blue eyes reflected Igor’s pained expression.
“My mother poisoned the water in Chrichton’s sanctuary to get rid of the royal family…” Igor closed his eyes as he remembered the events from his past life.
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