Zosia: Quick Transmigration System
Chapter 81 - 79- Arc 3

Upon arriving at the Wealth Palace, she was met with a scene.

"Third Princess, you should leave for your courtyard, the palace no longer houses the mistress. " An old maid consoled the Princess who was making a ruckus at the gate of the palace.

Zosia didn't want to go down, but she didn't know what the old maids beside the Third Princess whispered to her, that triggered her.

The third Princess turned to look at the carriage that had the seventh princess being Zosia. Her eyes flickered with a hint of trepidation and some unknown emotions.

Her mother was killed for poisoning the seventh princess. At first when she heard it, she didn't believe but the old maid told her that her mother really did do it.

To her, since Zosia didn't die, the poison wasn't strong until she went to look for Zosia to have her tell the Emperor to not punish her mother.

The scene she saw that day became like trauma to her. Just remembering how Zosia looked like something that had cracked inside out, her beautiful face was gone.

She didn't even know how to answer Zosia when she asked her if she was the one that they had poisoned, will she even be able to survive.

Could she survive the pain let alone allowing her body to mutate just for her to live.

She admired the seventh princess will but still hated her for being alive. Couldn't she just die so that her mother would still be alive.

Even if they ended up punishing her mother, it would only be a demotion in rank. The more she stared at the carriage, the more intense her hatred grew.

She immediately rushed to the carriage.

"B*tch come down now! Are you satisfied? Are you?" Her coarse language prompted the old maid to rush and cover her mouth.

Zosia came down from the carriage. She came down with fluid grace, her elegance and stature creating a great contrast against the Third Princess who looks like a mad woman and was disheveled.

"You asked if I am satisfied, huh?" Zosia said, her voice revealing how calm she was unlike the third princess who looks like a rabid dog.

Zosia slowly removed her veil, revealing her face which still stayed the same despite other parts of her body recovering.

Velvet staggered back at the sight. Despite seeing it before, she was still unprepared for the harsh reality of Zosia's visage.

The old maid, unprepared for the sight, moved to the side and vomited on the grass. Her contour pale at the sight.

The Seventh Princess' face, once a paragon of beauty, was now a patchwork of scars and deformities, a testament to the agony she had endured and survived.

The old maid gaze moved from Zosia to the third princess, her gaze flickered atls some thoughts passed through her mind.

The maids who stood behind Zosia frowned. The varying degree of frown increased from Evelyn to Debrah.

"Satisfied?" Zosia continued, her voice gaining an edge, " That's not something you should be asking me? Look at me, how old am I? And look at you, how old are you?"

Zosia answered the question she asked, "I am just Seven and your are 13. At least you have been able to receive your mother's love for the years she was alive and still have throngs of people and maternal family caring for you. Can your situation compare to mine?

If you had been in my shoes, would you let your mother go?

I once asked you a question but you didn't answer me, now another question. If you were the one who was poisoned and ended up dying, Maybe you had a chance to avenge your killer, would you take it or not?" Zosia pressed. Her eyes firm as she looked at the princess who was taller than her.

Zosia moved closer, causing Velvet to stagger and fall on her butt.

"Third Princess Velvet, Your mother was the one who wanted to die, I did nothing and neither have I ever crossed her, but I was on the receiving end.

There is no need to cry over spilled milk, it's best to stop your charade and start doing something better with your life." She said and passed her, taking some strides towards the palace gate.

Velvet eyes which were filled with hatred glared at Zosia's back facing her.

She suddenly lunged at Zosia, her nails which were more than long enough to pierce into someone's throat.

She pierced her nail into Zosia's body and Zosia's poisonous blood spurted out, splashing Velvet in different places.

Her smug smile diminished when she noticed how Zosia and the rest of the people were looking at her.

She lowered her head to look at her hand, which she had expected to see covered in red blood, but she saw black blood instead.

Her hands had lost their color turning into a poisoned hand .

"Ahhh!" She screamed in horror.

She jerked with force and her whole arm fell into the floor and her blood spilled out. It showed signs of contamination.

She looked at the hand that had fallen out of her body without herself acting and suddenly couldn't feel the other hand.

"You are a monster, monster! Ahhh! You should die!!" She said with a ferocious look on her face.

"A monster? It's what your mother turned me into." She said calmly, her eyes devoid of any emotions.

Something that wouldn't be seen in a seven year old but neither could Zosia be called a normal seven year old. She has grown through a more traumatic episode that most adults. Something that most of them wouldn't even encounter.

Turning to the guards who stood still and the third princess old maid who was standing with a petrified look.

"Drag her away. It's ominous if she dies in the same courtyard as her mother." She said and turned, not looking at the princess who was slowly degenerating. Most of her fallen arm had turned to powder.

The guards who had been asked to drag her away had petrified looks on their faces, unwilling to take a step close to Velvet.

Even the old woman was unwilling to go closer to the Princess.

"Send her way! I wouldn't repeat myself again." Zosia's voice floated from afar.

They all turned to look at where the voice was coming from and saw her staring at them with a cold look.

Remembering the sentence she had said before, the shuddering people who formerly felt pity for the third princess no longer felt the same.

"Use a huge cloth to carry her. Make sure not to touch her directly." This was the only advice Zosia could give them.

The guards who were previously slacking in carrying their belongings, immediately exerted more effort, unwilling to continue being there.

The people who had come to watch a show or ordered by the various places they worked for scampered away.

Zosia paused in her steps, remembering that she had forgotten to cover her face back.

Lowering her head, she looked at the black soaked veil which was now covered in blood.

It reminded her that she needs to clean her wound, but the position from whence the injury is, wasn't something she could do by herself.

Clenching her fist, she has various thoughts about the loyal maids who stood behind her.

"Are their hearts still with her, are they still willing to serve her."

Evelyn looked at Zosia who had paused in her steps and in the direction of her gaze.

Seeing the soaked veil, she glanced at the wound that was still open.

"The princess must have started feeling the pain. Why do I always forget that the Princess is but seven year old, yet, she is better than most adults."

Knowing that the most outstanding nail gets hammered down, she decided to act regardless of her fear towards the princess blood.

She bent down and whispered to the princess who also acted alongside her.

"Ah!!! The princess has fainted from excess blood loss." Her voice brought back the old maids who were still in shock at what had just happened despite the stoic look they had on their faces.

Forgetting her fear, Maritza immediately helped in carrying the princess up.

"Debrah, rush and call for the Chief Physician." Evelyn shouted with a frown on her face.

The gaze which she usually looks at Debrah changed.

The two of them immediately entered the courtyard, heading straight for the room the princess will use.

"Princess are you okay?" Evelyn asked in a gentle tone as she laid the princess on the bed.

They didn't have anything to stop or treat the bleeding, they could only wait for the Chief physician to come.

"Pain but not like the other I experienced." Zosia said. She didn't know if she was trying to earn their sympathy.

Her gaze moved towards their hands, " You shouldn't worry, my blood only works against those who hate me."

Her words brought them back to their senses as they were thinking of how they could die more honourabley.

Glancing at theor hands, they realized that nothing was happening to them. They couldn't help but smile.

They are not dying, they could still serve the Princess.

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