# Chapter 203: You Are a Fool
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 203 of *"Forgotten Wife: Let the Traitors Kneel Down."* This chapter tugs at the heartstrings in the most quiet, painful way—because while one person is planning a lifetime together, the other is secretly counting the days she has left. So, grab a warm drink and get comfortable, because this is a chapter full of love, lies, and the weight of a decision no heart should ever have to make.
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Cassian sat in his study, the heavy parchment of his brother Alessandro's letter spread across the desk. His brow was furrowed, his eyes scanning the same lines over and over, but not truly reading them. His mind was elsewhere—on her. The door creaked softly open, and Maya slipped into the room, moving with a softness she no longer truly felt. She perched on the corner of his desk and asked, "What's wrong? You seem very worried since yesterday."
Cassian looked up, his expression softening for a moment before the worry crept back. "My brother sent me a letter requesting my help in the palace," he admitted.
"Are you worried that I'll load you with work like I always do?" She tried to make a joke, but the light in her eyes was dimmer than it used to be.
"Yes, I don't want to be away from you," he said, his voice quiet and raw.
"I'm fine, Cassian."
"You say that, but I know it's not true."
"It's true. I'm not feeling very well, but I'll get better." The words were meant to comfort him, but they barely masked the truth. As she finished speaking, a cough burst from her chest, harsh and sudden. She pressed the handkerchief to her lips, but when she pulled it away, the fabric was stained red. She tried to hide it—too quickly—but Cassian's eyes had already caught the tell-tale color.
He took her face gently between his hands, his gaze searching hers. "We should go see April. You're not well."
Maya could see the anxiety swimming in his eyes. It broke something inside her, but she held it together and hugged him. "I think you're right. I'll go with you."
"We'll leave when you're feeling better."
"I'm fine. We can go now."
"Then I'll ask them to prepare the carriage."
"If we use a teleportation scroll, we'll get there faster."
"No, we'll use scrolls," he said, though he caught himself. "I mean, we'll go by carriage."
"Why not?"
"Because you're not well, Maya. Even if the carriage ride is longer, it will be better for you. Scrolls put too much strain on the body."
Maya knew that she could argue until she was breathless, but Cassian wouldn't budge. Not on this. So she nodded. "Okay, then it will be by carriage."
"I'll have it prepared immediately." He gave her a soft kiss on the lips, lingering just a moment too long, as if he was afraid to let her go. "I won't be long."
"Okay, I'll wait for you here."
And then he was gone. The room fell quiet, and Maya's brave smile crumpled. She lay down on the nearest sofa, her body heavy and aching, her eyelids barely able to stay open. Then, in a shimmer of golden light, a small fairy appeared before her, wings fluttering with impatience.
"Why are you lying to the human?" the fairy demanded.
"I'm not lying to him," Maya murmured without opening her eyes.
"Yes, you are. You know you're not okay. And you won't be okay unless you go back to the fairy land."
"I'm not going back."
"Then you'll die."
Maya clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles white. "You should go back to the fairy land and tell the fairy queen that I'm not going back."
"You're a fool. You should accept your fate and—"
"I already told you, I'm not going to do it."
The little fairy was about to argue further when she heard the sound of the door opening. She vanished in a flicker of light, leaving Maya alone again. Maya quickly sat up, forcing air into her lungs and smoothing her expression so Cassian wouldn't see her exhaustion. She couldn't let him see it. If he knew how weak she truly was, he would cancel everything, tuck her away, and do everything in his power to save her—and she couldn't bear to let him.
"They're already preparing our things," Cassian said, stepping through the door. "We'll be leaving in a while. Do you want to do something before we go?"
Maya's body screamed for sleep. Her limbs felt like stone, and all she wanted was to close her eyes and disappear. But if she said that, Cassian would overreact and call off the trip entirely. So she forced a bright smile onto her face and said, "I'd like to take a walk in the garden."
Cassian offered his hand, and she took it, but when he guided her too tenderly, she gave him a gentle scolding. "You know you don't need to treat me like an old woman, right?"
"I don't do that."
"I think you do."
"I just want to take care of you. Pamper you. Protect you."
"I like pampering myself. I don't think the rest is necessary. There's nothing you have to protect me from."
"Yes, there is. And you know it."
Maya didn't want to continue that conversation, so she changed the subject. "Follow me."
"Of course, I will accompany you wherever you wish, my lady."
Maya laughed. His royal, formal tone on certain occasions always struck her as absurdly endearing. "My dear prince! Don't waste any more time and take me for my long-awaited walk."
"I'm no longer a prince. Now I'm a duke."
"For me, you will always be my prince in shining armor."
"Are you making fun of me?"
"Of course not. I would never do such a thing."
Seeing Maya joke again made Cassian feel calmer, like maybe—just maybe—she was truly better. They walked slowly through the garden among the white flowers, and he breathed in the sweet air, trying to believe everything would be fine. Then, out of nowhere, he asked the question that always hung between them like a storm cloud.
"When will you agree to be my wife?"
Maya's steps faltered, but she kept walking. "I don't need marriage to prove that I love you. Why do you keep insisting on that?"
"Marriage is a bond that unites two strangers and makes them family."
"Cassian, we're fine this way. And I already consider you my family."
"Maya, I want you to be my wife."
"I'm already your woman. Isn't that the same?"
"Maya..." He reached for her, but she kept walking, trying to dodge the weight of his words. He wouldn't let her escape.
"Cassian, you already know that I've never been interested in marriage. I love you very much, and I think I show it to you every day. Don't you believe me?"
"Of course I believe you. But I want to have a wedding. I want to introduce you to everyone as my wife. Why do you refuse to marry me?"
"Are we really going to have this conversation again?"
"If you agree to marry me, this will be the last time we have this conversation."
"Cassian, I don't want to continue with this conversation." She began to walk away, but his fingers caught her hand, gentle yet inseparable.
"This time I will stop," he promised, his voice soft but firm. "But don't think that I will forget about the subject."
"You won't change my mind."
"We'll see about that."
At that moment, one of the servants approached them. "The carriage is ready."
"We'd better get going," Maya said, relieved for the interruption. "Your brother must be waiting for you."
"Okay, let's go."
But Maya had remembered something. "Wait, I'll go get something from my room."
"I'll wait for you at the entrance."
When Maya stepped into her room, the moment the door clicked shut, the little fairy appeared in front of her once again. "Why don't you want to marry the human? You say you love him. I don't understand why you won't agree to marry him."
Maya pulled open a drawer, lifted a small velvet box, and tucked it into her pocket. Then she answered, her voice calm but so incredibly sad. "I know I will die before him. That is why I refuse to be his wife. If I agree to marry him, I would be condemning him to live alone for the rest of his life as a widower. I do not want that."
"Then go back to the land of the fairies. That way you will not die."
"If I go back, the queen will not let me see him again. It would be the same as dying. So I will not do it. I prefer a short time at his side than a long life without him."
Maya walked to the door, but the little fairy's voice followed her, heavy with frustration and maybe even sorrow. "You are a fool."
"Yes, I am," Maya said, her hand on the handle. "I will not do what you ask me, so you should go back home."
And with that, she stepped out, leaving the fairy behind—and leaving us all with the unbearable ache of loving someone so deeply that you're willing to sacrifice your own future, just to spare them one moment of grief.
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### Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
Oh, my heart. This chapter is a masterpiece of quiet tragedy. Maya is choosing to spend the time she has left beside the man she loves, even though she knows it will cost her everything. And Cassian is standing there, completely unaware, dreaming of weddings while she is secretly counting her last breaths. The contrast is beautiful and devastating at the same time. The fairy's presence adds a magical, ominous undertone, and Maya's refusal to return to the fairy realm proves just how profound her love for Cassian truly is. The conversation in the garden is heartbreaking in its familiarity—two people in love, yet existing in completely different realities. I want to shake them both, but I also want to hold them close. This chapter deserves nothing less than a perfect score.
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ **Rating: 4.9 / 5 Stars**
### Next Chapter Prediction
Now that Maya and Cassian are heading to see April, I predict that April—with her keen perception—will immediately sense that something is deeply wrong with Maya. Not just a lingering illness, but something magical and almost certainly fatal. Cassian may finally learn the truth about Maya's fairy identity and her refusal to marry him, which will send him into a desperate frenzy to save her. And if the fairy queen gets involved, all hell is about to break loose. Cassian is not the kind of man to accept fate quietly—once he knows the one he loves is dying, he will burn the world down to find another way.
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