I've Suffered for Five Years, Now It's Your Turn. ~The Crown Princess Has No Intention of Forgiving~ - Episode 15

Count Lot, suspected of embezzling funds under Queen Camilla’s name.

Despite being around thirty, he was strikingly handsome—an appearance that stood out.

“I-I heard you came about the investigation… but I assure you, our household has done nothing wrong.”

His response carried a hint of nervousness.
His eyes darted around, and he was visibly sweating as he glanced at the knights still conducting their inspection.

The suspicions—his shady relationship with Camilla—were becoming more of a certainty.

“Count Lot, it seems you’ve been working with Queen Camilla on a charitable project… but the donations you’ve received don’t match the scale of the work. Where did the excess money go?”

“T-That was just a clerical error! We had many small expenses helping orphans and such—”

Excuses.
As expected, he tried to wriggle out of it.
Which is why I threw the documents I had prepared right at him.

“Ugh! This is…”

“We compared past records with the ones from when you started the charity.”

“And what’s the point of that?”

“You and Queen Camilla supposedly helped the slums… but compared to before, the slums have only grown, and more people are in need.”

“…”

“Strange, isn’t it? You received all that donation money and claimed it was used appropriately… yet there’s no trace of that in the records. In fact, the situation has only gotten worse.”

Count Lot’s face twisted.
Sweat streamed down his forehead as his once-handsome features were overtaken by discomfort.

“The reason the aid to the slums declined is because all the funding meant for other projects was redirected to yours.”

“…”

“Taking large sums while cutting other support programs—this is corruption. And it’s hurt a lot of people.”

Count Lot turned pale and began to tremble.
It seemed he was only now realizing the harm caused by the project he had carried out with Queen Camilla.

“A full investigation would’ve revealed the truth eventually.”

“…”

“If you care about protecting your family’s name, then confess. Right now, only you are to be held responsible.”

“I-I really didn’t…”

“Then we’ll charge your entire family. Once the investigation’s done, everything will come out anyway!”

“M-My family? Even them? Why!?”

“Of course. This corruption didn’t just misuse funds—it weakened the kingdom’s economy, worsened poverty, and undermined public safety.”

Count Lot’s face crumpled.
He looked down, clutching his trembling hands tightly together.

“I’ll ask you again. This is your last chance. Confess everything—what you and Queen Camilla did.”

“…”

“Look, your daughter and son are playing in the garden. Do you want to drag those innocent children down with you?”

The children were playing in the garden, unaware of anything.
Of course, I had no intention of involving them.
But I said it to shake him up.
He looked toward them—and after a long silence, he let out a deep sigh.

“It’s true… Queen Camilla approached me, saying it was for charity. But we used the donations for personal gain…”

“There’s proof, right?”

“Yes… I’ve stored the funds in the basement safe.”

Bullseye. Just as I had hoped.
Now, we had solid evidence of Queen Camilla’s embezzlement.
And…

“From what you’re saying, it was Queen Camilla who made the first move.”

“Yes… Our family was in financial trouble, and she offered to help—on the condition that I meet her demands.”

“Demands?”

“She wanted… a physical relationship. She said I had to keep her satisfied, and told me not to ask any questions. I still don’t understand why she wanted that so badly…”

He confessed the Queen’s terms.
Camilla had funneled stolen money to Count Lot to keep his household afloat—
In exchange, she demanded time with him, however long it took to satisfy her desires.
It was the shameless abuse of power by someone drunk on authority.

“And you agreed to it, Count Lot.”

“I’m… sorry. I only did it to protect my family…”

“I see. Thank you for your testimony.”

No sympathy. I responded coldly.
It wasn’t my job to consider extenuating circumstances, nor was the crime something that deserved leniency.

This was a betrayal by someone meant to serve the country—a betrayal that brought suffering to its people.
No excuse could ever justify it.

“While we’re at it, what about this set of armor listed in the ledger—one that belongs to a knight of the Sylvan royal guard?”

I had to ask about the knight’s armor recorded in the books.
To my question, Count Lot silently shook his head.

“I don’t know. Queen Camilla suddenly asked me to acquire it, and she took it with her.”

Unexpected.
Queen Camilla was connected to that knight from a year ago?
What was their relationship? Why would she want something that might expose her?
Whatever the reason, once she’s been charged with embezzlement, I’ll make her confess everything.

“In any case, now we can prosecute Queen Camilla. You’ll be punished accordingly as well. Now then…”

“W-Wait! Will Queen Camilla really be punished?”

Just as I turned to leave, Count Lot called out to me, tears in his eyes.

“During our… encounters… she was always crying.”

“She cried?”

“I never had the courage to say anything, but… I think she was carrying some kind of pain.”

“I don’t care about that. She bears the royal family’s name. If she let her personal feelings ruin the kingdom, then it’s disgusting.”

“What…?”

I muttered the words, unable to hide my irritation.
His confession only made me feel worse.

—–

I returned to the castle and headed straight for the Queen’s chambers.
I couldn’t help but walk faster, anger simmering in every step.

Not only was the embezzlement real, but she had used her position to coerce a man into s3x.
She accepted money meant for the people, only to indulge in her desires.
Such arrogance couldn’t be forgiven.

As I approached—

“Halt. Queen Camilla isn’t accepting visitors at the moment.”

Two of her personal knights blocked the door.

“The investigation has confirmed her crimes. Let me through. She must answer for everything.”

“S-Still… you can’t enter without proper procedures…”

How long would that take?
Unbelievable—but if we waited, she might flee the country.
She knew how serious her crimes were, and she would do anything to survive.

Which is why—

“Ryug! Help me.”

“Understood.”

At my signal, Ryug struck the knights down with the hilt of his blade.
We stepped over their unconscious bodies and pushed open the door.

“F-Filia… W-What are you doing here…?”

Just as I feared.
Camilla was packing. Getting ready to leave.
She really was planning to escape.

“Well, Camilla… The time has come for your judgment.”

I won’t let her get away.
All the pain from these five years—I’ll return it to her tenfold.

Now…

“It’s your turn.”

Time to punish the Queen for her crimes.