The adoption procedure was carried out in a flash.
The Duke of Shraiden verbally requested the Emperor of Elriadon to allow the adoption, and the Emperor created two documents stating his verbal consent, and stamped them.
Serben, Ryan, and Yvette were surprised that Shraiden the First had an official seal. It was shaped like a paw, but a seal was a seal.
“Ahem. Will you put this with my certificate in the drawer, Sir Sigres?”
Serben received the royal document handed over by the parrot with one foot and wore an expression that said he could not even utter a word.
“Th, that… I will.”
“Ahem.”
Shraiden the First flew into the golden cage with a flapping sound.
“So, what should I do now? Is it alright for me to continue serving as a palace maid in the Empress’s Palace, Your Majesty the Empress?”
Unfortunately, this was something Rasilia knew nothing about. Having dealt with royalty didn’t mean she knew enough about aristocratic society or the class system.
“I wonder. What do you want to do?”
“I’d be thankful if I could keep working. My status has changed, but that’s all, right? If I don’t have to announce that I’ve just been adopted into the ducal family, I’d like to just keep living like this.”
Ryan cut in.
“Then take her as a maid. It’s strange for the ducal family’s young mistress to keep doing the hard work of palace maids.”
“M, m, maid, a maid? Me?”
Yvette pointed at her face with an expression as if she would die of shock.
“That, that can’t be. I am a,”
“You are the ducal family’s young mistress now, even though adopted.”
“Is, is, is that… r, right…? Y, Your Majesty the Empress?”
Somehow, Yvette seemed unable to breathe properly, so Rasilia patted her back.
“If you want, do so. …No, it’s best to do so.”
The thought was short, the decision was fast.
Yvette was the only person who knew about Pippi. From the standpoint of needing to look after Pippi for a while, there was no one as helpful as Yvette.
If she became a maid instead of a palace maid, she could keep her by her side without going through other maids, so the secret would be safer.
“Th, th, th… Thank you very m, m, much.”
Yvette still stammered.
“I, really… It’s like a dream… I’m mindless, but I feel so happy. It’s something I’ve never thought about… Even though I’m not a knight, I will be loyal with my life, Your Majesty the Empress.”
“No. You don’t need to do that much. Just fulfill your role.”
Rasilia lightly grasped and released Yvette’s hand. That small action contained the meaning of entrusting the care of Pippi, who had to be left here unavoidably.
“My role… Ah, yes. I’ll keep that in mind, Your Majesty the Empress.”
Since she had become the adopted daughter of the Duke of Shraiden, the North Tower was also Yvette’s home.
Formally becoming a maid would start tomorrow, and Yvette stayed in the North Tower.
[This is the time separator]Even while returning from the North Tower to the Empress’s Palace, Rascal did not let go of Rasilia’s hand.
‘Strange. What’s so big about holding hands.’
It kept bothering her.
‘It must be because of the Bluemoon.’
The still bright outside did not allow the moonlight to appear. But in a little more time, when the sun set, the peculiar blue moonlight would drench the entire night.
“Do you know?”
The Emperor’s voice suddenly interrupted the sound of footsteps.
“What do you mean?”
“That ever since I granted your request, you’ve never told me to let go of your hand.”
“That… is true.”
That was why the debt of gratitude was fearsome.
But it was a debt worth owing. She knew that what Rascal had done for her was not simple.
The words that he wanted to grant her request at the risk of some danger still stung her heart.
‘It’s for the contact, I understand. But still…’
Wasn’t it a bit too affectionate?
Was there a need to be that affectionate?
“So I feel very good now.”
“…….”
While Rasilia missed the words to reply, Rascal suddenly bowed his head.
“From now on, if I have a request, please grant it anytime.”
“Such a… …I understand.”
“You have to do it. Definitely, must.”
“…….”
Saying so made the request seem rather like an act of benevolence.
‘It’s too strange.’
The relationship between the empress and the emperor was too strange. It felt like everything she had heard so far was false.
‘Is there not only instinct left in Blue Moon, but something like emotion too?’
In any case, their exact relationship would only be known after the Blue Moon was over.
“I will not hesitate to tell you if there is anything I need to ask.”
Rasilia concealed her confusion with those words.
Night came faster than expected.
“You will have to sleep in one room today. As you experienced yesterday, refusing His Majesty is a futile endeavor.”
“I understand.”
It was a foregone conclusion.
She wasn’t real, so being in the same space was useless, but she could not avoid it.
The transformation was not without fear.
However, she knew that as the moonlight waned, the emperor would soon return to his original form. She just had to hold on until dawn.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
