I Was Told to Drink Poison, So I Drank It - 29 - Temple Spy
Noah’s close aide, Cain─.
There was a high possibility he was a spy from the temple, and when I was still the queen, he was the one person I could never fully trust.
General McGregor looked at me for instructions, so after thinking for a moment, I nodded in response.
Then, I moved to the right of the door, where I would be in a blind spot from the entrance.
I signaled Louis with my hand, and he came to stand beside me.
(Why… at this timing, when Noah is on his way to the royal capital…)
While staying alert and watching, General McGregor gave permission for entry.
The door opened, and Cain entered the room. Without noticing us, he walked straight toward General McGregor.
“I’m sorry for coming without notice.”
“What happened?”
“That is…”
Cain paused there, looking like he had trouble saying it.
But he had probably already decided what he wanted to say. After a brief silence, he spoke clearly.
“I am a spy sent by Aidan Lips.”
“…………!”
I had suspected it, but hearing it from his own mouth made me gasp.
Even General McGregor furrowed his brows.
He must have been wondering why Cain would confess at a time like this.
In response, Cain looked down and quietly said:
“I originally joined the temple for the sake of Victoire and its people. I served in the temple as a priest after receiving holy power, and I helped the Saintesses… I believed that doing so would help Victoire, and I had no doubt about it. …But I started to feel something was clearly wrong after Prince Henry, who was then the crown prince, took the throne.”
Cain continued speaking in a calm voice.
Since I was a child, the temple’s words and influence were not something we could ignore.
That’s why Father took in Stella, a commoner.
The temple is an organization separate from the royal family.
It doesn’t fall under the royal family’s control—it’s an independent, disconnected entity.
That independence was likely seen as dangerous.
So, it became tradition for a royal family member to hold an executive position in the temple. In this generation, it was the former king’s younger brother, Aidan Lips.
Did the temple consume him, or did he consume the temple?
That was unclear, but by the time I made my debut in high society, Aidan Lips already seemed to be aiming for the throne.
He must not have been able to accept it.
That a twenty-two-year-old Henry became king, and not him, the former king’s brother.
Listening to Cain’s story, it felt like that theory was true.
Cain bowed his head, clenching his fists tightly. Even so, his voice was sincere and clear.
“I was also ordered… to poison His Majesty. But I couldn’t go through with it.”
“Because Chalize was there?”
At General McGregor’s words, Cain gave a faint nod.