The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path

t to realize it.

Then, Margaret finally spoke.

“You… deserve… to die…!!”

As Margaret shouted, she raised her hand.

Radis could have avoided it, but she didn’t on purpose.

‘It’s just a dream anyway.’

Slap! Slap!

Margaret screamed again.

“You made a mess! Now look your mother in the eye and realize what you’ve done wrong!”

Radis’ eyes widened.

It’s a dream, but… why did it hurt?

Margaret’s verbal abuse went from one ear to the other because Radis was frozen in astonishment.

“What, huh? Huh? Was it greed? You’ll only come to your senses if your mouth’s ripped open, huh?! Scissors, get me a pair of scissors! I’ll rip your mouth off!”

Radis touched her swollen cheek.

It hurt.

It really, really hurt.

The pain seemed to clear her mind.

“…Try it.”

“What?”

“If you’ll tear me apart, please try it.”

Margaret’s mouth opened wide.

‘But isn’t this really just a dream?’

Everything was too vivid to say it was just a dream.

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“Ohhh, sure! You don’t want to live anymore, huh?! Sure, sure, you should die today!”

Even her heart was hurting.

But Radis no longer intended to let herself be torn to shreds and shattered to pieces.

She grabbed Margaret’s hand, which motioned to grab Radis’ hair.

Margaret’s eyes were wide open.

Radis was sixteen years old by the time David entered the academy.

Although she was terribly thin because she couldn’t eat well, her body was magnificently disciplined.

Margaret, who was a noble lady, couldn’t compare.

Margaret’s face gradually grew pale as she struggled to retract her hand.

“You, you…”

In the end, she couldn’t grab Radis by the hair.

Radis looked at her mother’s face.

“As you instructed me, I went to the Imperial Academy and got a certificate of admission.
All on my own!”

“You— This—!”

“Do you know what that means? Do you really think I let you hit me because I couldn’t think straight or that I had no power?”

“Let go! I said let me go!!”

“I put up with it all because you’re my mother.
All of it, until the very end!”

“Th-this…!”

Margaret gritted her teeth and struggled to pull out her wrist.

But she couldn’t move a muscle.

Margaret ended up yelling.

“How dare you do this to your mother!”

Radis let go of her.

Margaret, who used all of her strength to pull back her wrist, recoiled and stumbled back.

“Kyaak!”

Then, after she screamed, there was a heavy silence.

Margaret plopped on the floor and looked up at Radis.

Radis was no different from any other night.

Her hair was still a mess from the haircut she had right before taking the entrance examination, her skin damaged and dry.

Only one thing changed.

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The look in her eyes.

They weren’t the same eyes that always looked at Margaret, hoping for something.

Just like the night sky, her black eyes held no emotion.

Radis similarly spoke emotionlessly in a low voice.

“I can’t stand it anymore.”

Margaret’s face crumpled, flushing red.

And eventually, she burst into tears.

The maids, who heard Margaret crying, entered the room in shock.

It was Margaret who fell on her own, but she gasped and wept as though she was assaulted.
Eventually, the maids had to call more servants to carry her away.

Radis sighed deeply at the sight.

If this was truly a dream, she hoped it would end here.

But after one day… two days…

The dream continued.

On the third day, Radis had to accept this as her new reality.

 

* * * 

Radis’ right cheek was still swollen, and in front of her, the maid threw down a bowl of soup haphazardly.

Radis glanced down at the gray watery soup, where some lumps of vegetable rinds floated here and there.

The food they gave to Radis had already been terrible before, but now, it was even worse.

It was almost like a treat from Margaret.

‘It doesn’t even look like food anymore.’

Radis stared at the maid who brought the soup.

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“Enjoy your meal.”

Irene.
It’s been a long time since Radis saw her.

She was Margaret’s favorite maid, and the one who gave a helping hand in terms of turning Radis’ childhood into a living hell.

‘If you sent Irene, then you’re really set on tormenting me.’

Margaret’s intentions were so obvious that Radis could only sigh.