As part of the Empress’s education, Irriel visited Attila’s office and discussed the future international situation, the relationship with the Tesia Empire, and relations with other kingdoms.
Suddenly, Attila asked a question.
“Agno-man Yeong-ae. What do you think about the reason why Duke Blahnat suddenly went on a foreign tour?”
After sipping a milk tea made with Ohaad’s perfect blend, Irriel rolled it slowly in her mouth.
The image of Casar escorting Princess Erwin came to her mind.
Irriel also knew the rumor that Duke Blahnat fell in love with the princess at first sight. The fact that Casar deliberately allowed that rumor to spread was also known.
Perfect aristocrat and fallen princess.
Isn’t it a story like a fairy tale that people like?
However, when she thought of them, Scarha, trapped in Phirpalace with her pregnant belly, came to her mind.
It was an unimaginable event that someone, especially Casar, would govern in this way.
Irriel had never felt pity for her father’s government. Not only her father’s, but she had never sympathized with any government.
But… Did Scarha leave him with what kind of feelings? Now, she hated Casar more than Scarha.
No, no. There is someone who forcibly continued the severed fate.
Crown Prince Ezra.
Even if the Crown Prince didn’t endanger her life, Casar wouldn’t have known that she was alive, and Scarha could have lived freely…
“…Irriel?”
Irriel smiled brightly at Attila, who was staring at her intently.
“You said you would establish a grand nation, right? You must be curious about the reactions of neighboring countries. There may also be a purpose to announce the existence of Princess Erwin, who will be the Grand Duchess.”
“Well, but… Is the Duke really leaving on a foreign tour just for that reason? It bothers me. Especially when the birth is imminent.”
“Is it true that there is no lingering affection for Lady Scarha?”
As if Irriel was Lady Scarha herself, she uttered a sarcastic tone.
Attila’s expression became even more complicated as he heard the story he heard from Scarha when she was fitting the dress.
“Is that really… I thought Casar wanted to make Lady Scarha a part of the government somehow. He even said he would just send the child away?”
“Yes. When the Duke returns, Lady Scarha will return to Isknack.”
Does that make sense?
Attila forcefully pressed around his temples. There was nothing to say about twisting in the middle, but the relationship between the two was certainly twisted somewhere.
One thing for sure was that, even if Lady Scarha didn’t know, Casar could never escape from her. It was an undeniable fact, no matter how many times Casar denied it with his own mouth.
“Exactly… What can I explain if it’s not affection in this situation right now?”
Attila, wearing a bewildered expression as if she couldn’t comprehend, received a call from Casar at that moment.
“Do you hate Lady Scarha?!”
Casar, who questioned what he was saying with a faint sigh, confirmed Scarha’s and the child’s well-being without expressing any particular positivity or negativity.
Is this not affection? Threatening to explode the palace if he releases Lady Scarha freely?
“Crazy bastard.”
After lowering the communicator, Attila, with a forceful expression, sat back on the sofa opposite Irriel.
“If this isn’t affection, he’s just a crazy bastard, a crazy bastard.”
Irriel, who unintentionally overheard the conversation between the two, complained while putting down the teacup she was sipping.
“…You two talk well as usual.”
“Well, we talk as usual. But every day is getting worse.”
“I didn’t think he would pretend not to know, but… It seems like the Duke noticed that it was something I started, not Your Majesty.”
“Why? Did you threaten again? I told you not to do anything to him.”
“It would be fortunate if I threatened him. If we run into each other, really… That gaze, Your Majesty probably hasn’t experienced it. The vengeance that killed his parents is different from looking at Ezzra. He probably wouldn’t look at anyone with that vengeance.”
“Well… I mean when there is a real enemy who killed his parents. But, he would definitely look at you with more hatred than the gaze he gives to Ezzra.”
Irriel, disgusted with the frivolous joke that destroyed the context of the conversation, glanced at Attila.
“After I became the Empress, if the relationship with the Duke is not good, it might have a significant negative impact on the national interest. So, I think I should properly apologize.”
“What are you going to do?”
“I’m thinking of handing over one of my owned islands. Do you know the Lured Island? I’ll propose that Erwin Princess and I spend our vacation together after the overseas tour.”
Lured Island is an island located in the southwest sea of the Parsad Empire. Known as the ‘Heavenly Paradise,’ it has clear skies and no natural disasters all year round.
“As expected, our Empress has a large scale. But let’s leave it to Casar to decide who will spend the vacation with whom.”
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
