Captured into the Bedroom of the Enemy Emperor (1 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 74

The Emperor, who had been laughing aloud at her sudden outburst and flustered reaction, opened the carriage door and offered his hand to Patricia.

She tried hard not to let her gaze linger on his body, yet inevitably her eyes drifted to his chest, throat, jaw, and lips.

As she stepped down from the carriage, a gust of wind carried a rich, mingled scent of grapes. Vineyards stretched endlessly in every direction around Vale Manor.

Viscount Vale and his wife, seated on wicker chairs on the porch with their young children, rose together with them and bowed respectfully.

“The golden sun of the blazing empire—Your Imperial Majesties—we are honored to receive you.”

Since the Emperor had strictly ordered Kalip to remain silent about the Red Forest ambush, the Viscount and his wife had no inkling whatsoever of Patricia’s amnesia.

The banquet prepared by Viscount Vale was humble but exquisite.

The floral arrangements scattered across the table exuded a delicate fragrance, subtle enough not to interfere with the flavors or aromas of the food.

The conversation revolved chiefly around the deep flavor and bouquet of the wine produced from the vineyards of Vale Manor.

Though the wine, brewed through the Vale family’s time-honored traditional methods, was of the highest quality, the Viscount—lacking social grace and business acumen—had failed to establish distribution channels.

In particular, the imperial court and capital nobility favored expensive Tane wines, packaged in lavish, elegant containers.

The Emperor listened to the Viscount’s words with an impassive expression.

Noticing the Emperor’s cool demeanor, the Viscount suddenly realized he had just voiced complaints tinged with grievance and fell silent.

After the Viscount finished speaking, the Emperor, lost in thought for a moment, called Kalip. Kalip leaned forward attentively, bringing his ear closer.

“Write this down.”

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