“Jaelim. You’re quite competent but lack tact.”

“If I’m competent, that’s enough. If you expect tact too, you wouldn’t be able to employ me with this salary.”

Jaelim lightly countered Levanfell’s words, shaking the bundle of documents he was holding.

“If you’re not spending the night with the Empress tonight, how about spending it with me?”

“……I refused last time because I did not want to spend the night, so I reject.”

“No, you disliked the bedroom, not the night with Your Majesty. If it’s staying up all night with you in the office, I welcome it anytime.”

Jaelim handed half of the bundle of documents to Levanfell with a broad smile.

Seeing the happy face that expressed he could finally sleep after finishing today’s work, Levanfell could not refuse further.

“……But what are you really doing here?”

“I was reflecting on my impatient self.”

“Reflecting doesn’t seem quite right…… you were smiling.”

“You saw that too?”

“Even from afar, I can see it. Your Majesty’s features are too distinct, so they’re clear even from a distance.”

“Thank you for the compliment, Jaelim.”

“Don’t dodge the subject.”

Levanfell, who had been sitting, brushed off his trousers and stood up. Jaelim looked once at Levanfell and once at the Empress’s bedroom behind him.

“Perhaps……”

“Jaelim. What’s with that impudent look in your eyes? Why is such an irreverent gaze directed at me? Explain it right away.”

“You were worried about the midnight hour earlier…… If the Empress refused, did you force her……”

“What do you take me for?”

“An impatient emperor.”

But that was not entirely wrong, so Levanfell bit his innocent tongue.

“……Why? Why don’t you deny it?”

“Jaelim. You really have a knack for noticing unnecessary things.”

“Didn’t you just accuse me of having no tact? See, My Simulator. I am persecuted under a master with a twofaced expression like this.”

“Stop it, Jaelim.”

With Levanfell’s reprimand, Jaelim stopped his teasing and followed his master, heading to the office.

“I’m not running away. Don’t rush your work, go slowly.”

“I should have run.”

“You’re married, where would she run off to?”

“……That’s true.”

Without knowing Levanfell’s situation of contractual marriage, Jaelim’s advice brought a bitter smile to Levanfell.

“Of course, I hope that your hearts match well and that you secure a successor. It would be good for the empire’s future, but…”

“You just told me to go slow.”

“Don’t you know how to go slowly and quickly? Hot and cold. Dangerous and safe.”

“……Is that even plausible? If she looks at me with those cute, rabbitlike eyes, my reason is already flown beyond the distant horizon.”

Jaelim stared coldly at Levanfell. Though he regretted asking, Levanfell, who had started bragging about his wife, didn’t close his mouth.

“Do you know how beautiful her green eyes, filled with the energy of life, shine? When her pink hair flutters in the wind, it’s like falling petals. No one knows this because nobody sees her this closely!”

“……No. Even if they see her closely, only Your Majesty thinks of the Empress like that.”

“Those little hands and feet move, and it’s a miracle. Sometimes when she jumps, really……”

“In a little while, you’ll even throw a party because the Empress breathes.”

“How can I possibly bear that? Ha.”

Levanfell exhaled a longheld breath.

He tried to be content by just watching her by his side but ended up holding her hand. He tried to be satisfied with holding hands but couldn’t resist kissing her.

He was afraid he didn’t know where this desire would end.

“If the Empress looks like a little rabbit to you, think of it as hunting.”

Certainly, here’s the translated passage:

“…Hunting? Hunt my wife now? Jareem.”

“No, it’s a misunderstanding. Put down that sword, Your Majesty.”

Jareem frowned and shook his head.

“Set a trap and lure the prey. If you chase with the intention of catching it, you’ll only exhaust yourself and scare it away.”

“…Setting a trap and luring?”

“You must go slowly so that it feels safe. And at the moment it becomes careless… you’ll know what to do afterwards.”

Jareem turned his eyes to the documents as he saw Levanfell deep in thought.

‘Of course, chasing a fleeing rabbit to the corner and catching it might be Your Majesty’s way of hunting.’

Jareem suddenly recalled what Levanfell had said earlier and stopped flipping through the papers.

Eyes full of the energy of life and hair scattering like petals.

Even Jareem, who didn’t like people, felt good whenever he faced the empress, Teriella.

He had recommended Duke Liranep for the emperor’s sake to Teriella, but in fact, there was a reason for her safety too.

The greater the power by her side, the greater the empress’s position in this empire would become.

As much as it would consume the emperor’s place.

‘…It must be a delusion.’

Jareem slowly bowed his head.

But in his head, he was already preparing countermeasures for various situations.