When Stella’s eyes met the man’s, she felt as if she had been immersed in a cold, sticky liquid. After observing Stella for about ten seconds, he spoke with an expression like someone who tasted an unripe fruit.
“I am Krot Biantus. For the next year, I will be in charge of the princesses’ history lessons. This is all for my introduction; if you have any questions, please ask others.”
Krot swiftly finished his introduction and started the lesson.
Despite his stern appearance, his lessons were quite interesting, mainly focusing on the achievements of the Credion Emperor.
It was almost idolization, as Krot praised the Emperor extensively, detailing his war exploits, favorable policies for the defeated countries’ citizens, and his ongoing sacrifices for the continent’s peace.
Listening to two hours of constant praise, Stella thought that after a year of such lessons, she might unwittingly fall in love with the Emperor.
The princesses frequently exclaimed in admiration during the lesson.
“How gentle is His Majesty the Emperor!”
“He seems like a remarkable person.”
“Not just anyone can implement such policies, especially for the people of a defeated country.”
The situation was more serious than Stella had thought. Apparently, the woman who had been mercilessly dragged out of the hall yesterday was forgotten.
The princesses receiving such lessons indicated the Emperor was crueler and stranger than Stella had imagined.
After class, a simple tea party was held at Muege Castle.
Held twice a week after each class, the tea parties were prepared by Princess Anel’s side. The atmosphere was sweet, and the princesses’ clothes were as colorful as the event itself.
They didn’t look like hostages from a defeated country. They were glamorous, graceful, and always smiling innocently.
To Stella, who was a bystander for a while, their naïve smiles seemed unintentionally cruel, having been sheltered to only see beauty and goodness in life.
“Princess Anel, you said you met His Majesty the Emperor three times, didn’t you?”
A young princess, notable for her red hair and a blue silk ribbon fluttering like butterfly wings, asked dreamily with her hands clasped together. Stella remembered her having the same expression at the banquet. But since the other princesses were not much different, no one found her peculiar.
Stella watched Princess Anel, feigning interest. Forcing a smile was as tiring as a long carriage ride, but it was a necessary act, so she did her best to maintain her expression.
Just then, Stella was struck by the thought of the pickaxe. Its shiny blade, worn handle, and the comforting feeling when digging into the earth vividly came back to her.
The princesses laughed out loud.
Distracted by the sudden thought of the pickaxe, Stella laughed along without knowing why. She had never felt more foolish, but there was nothing else she could do.
The land fairies had volunteered to guard the pickaxe in turns, a task Stella hadn’t even asked for. Though it seemed unlikely anyone would take it, the fairies were adamant.
What exactly was that pickaxe? A blessed tool from Goddess Terra?
Lost in thought, Stella barely noticed as the princesses’ conversation continued around her.
“Yes, I happened to meet him a few times.”
Anel casually spoke while holding her teacup, her eyes downcast as if it was nothing significant. Simultaneously, envious sighs emanated from around the table.
“What is the Emperor like?”
“Is he really as aloof as they say?”
“What are you talking about? How kind and considerate His Majesty the Emperor is! Just look at how he regularly hosts banquets for us.”
“But he never talks to us at the banquets.”
Anel didn’t respond, but a debate erupted between the person who asked the question and another sitting beside her.
Stella wondered why they were so engaged in a discussion about whether the Emperor was aloof or not. Did they really believe they could become the Empress?
To Stella, the real candidate for Empress was someone else – the woman who had made a late appearance at the banquet yesterday. Was her name Melissa Frentium?
Even to another woman, she was breathtakingly beautiful. Her confident demeanor and elegant speech seemed more noble than any of the princesses sitting there.
Her arms, unlike the soft and weak ones of the other princesses, were firm and strong under her purple dress.
The image of her wielding a sword instead of a crystal glass was chilling. Stella had wished she could be as strong as her.
“The Emperor is…”
As the two were bickering, Anel started to speak. They stopped and reluctantly shut their mouths.
Being out of favor with Anel could mean ostracism here. For them, Anel was not only a powerful rival but also the only solace in the Plante area.
As Anel mentioned the Emperor, the princesses’ eyes sparkled with anticipation, hoping that one day they would get to personally meet the Emperor like Princess Anel.
They were confident they could win over the Emperor’s heart when that time came. Gathering as much information about him as possible was part of their plan.
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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