Seeing this, the anger that had been boiling up inside her slowly faded. It turned into a gray color, just like Hyacinth’s eyes.

Only then did Latil’s eyes curve into a crescent moon shape.

“Proxy, the nobles have sent another bundle of gifts to you…”

After Latil left with Hyacinth.

The acolyte, who was grumbling as he organized the gifts that had arrived for the proxy, entered the room, only to drop all the gifts in shock at the sight of the proxy’s swollen lips.

“Oh my!” he cried, pointing at the proxy’s face, “Your lips, Proxy, your lips…”

The proxy, who was standing dumbfounded in the middle of the room, touched his lips at the acolyte’s words.

“What rascal dared to harm our proxy’s lips!”

Seeing this, the acolyte almost burst into tears.

Even when the proxy had to wander around to hide his identity, he tried so hard not to let any worldly things tarnish his body or mind. How dare someone damage the proxy’s lips like this!

“Who is it! Who did this to the proxy!”

“The Empress.”

The acolyte, who had been crying out, clamped his mouth shut at the proxy’s shy whisper.

The proxy was currently a member of the harem and the owner of the harem was Empress Latrasil. There was nothing he could do about the empress coming to visit her lover and kissing him.

Moreover, wasn’t the proxy himself wearing such a dazed expression?

“Did you lose your soul while kissing? Why do you look like that, Proxy? It’s not like you!”

Despite feeling it was unjust, the acolyte quivered his voice. Even though there was no reason for him to feel upset, he just felt that way.

It felt strange to see the proxy, who always shouted ‘exercise!’ ‘muscles!’ now touching his sexually transformed lips in a daze.

However, instead of saying anything, the proxy simply smiled quietly, curled up on the bed.

“Is it that good?”

Seeing this, the acolyte asked with incredulity and anger, but the proxy, oblivious to his feelings, just nodded his head and laughed.

“It was very good. I didn’t understand why people rubbed their lips together. But it was better than I thought.”

Unintentionally shocking the acolyte, Latil, regretting the act she had committed in anger,

walked swiftly down the corridor.

While the other harem members were ones she would have to keep for a lifetime, she didn’t know when she might have to let the proxy go once the danger was over. To kiss him impulsively…

Of course, if the person in that place had been a different harem member, she would have kissed them, but after kissing the proxy, she felt guilty for leaving a mark on the lips of someone sacred.

Yet when she thought of Hyacinth’s tightlipped expression, she felt triumphant, wondering just how complex human emotions could be.

How long had she been walking like that?

All that could be heard in the silence of the night were the chirping of birds and the footsteps of two people. Then Hyacinth’s voice cut through.

“I’ve never kissed anyone but you.”

Latil quickly walked through the corridor, abruptly stopping and turning around.

Likewise, Hyacinth, who had been following obliquely from behind, also came to a halt and turned towards Latil.

Latil noticed that Hyacinth’s expression, which had been filled with anger before, was now streaked with sorrow. Perhaps even a hint of jealousy.

‘I came because I missed you,’ whether that was true or not, his desire to see her seemed genuine.

But that was it. Latil smiled broadly and spoke arrogantly.

“Is that so? I have many. After all, I have six consorts.”

“!”

Hyacinth’s eyes trembled. Seeing this, Latil felt even more delighted and added with a crooked smile.

“Why do you seem so shocked? You also have many consorts. Live happily. I won’t return to you. What do you gain by staying chaste alone? You’re married, too.”

After speaking, she momentarily regretted saying such crass words. But after hesitating for a moment, Latil simply walked away quickly.

There was no point in asking Hyacinth why he had come today. In their current state, neither of them could converse calmly.

“I don’t care about the other guys. But let me ask one thing.”

However, Hyacinth’s voice coming from behind caught Latil’s ankle. His voice was too pitiful.

And this voice…

“Prince Haeum has rebelled. You must return, Your Majesty.”

“The Regent? What about my father?”

This was the voice of Hyacinth asking about the death of the late emperor when the urgent messenger came to inform him of Haeum’s rebellion during his time studying abroad.

Latil slowly turned her head.

Hyacinth stood a few steps away, looking at Latil with tearfilled eyes.

“Did you also… with my younger brother?”

“!”

“Did you also… kiss my younger brother?”

“Master Tasir. You’ll get caught like that.”

Looking at Tasir, who was hanging in a tree and staring somewhere, Heullan sighed.

“What are you staring at so intently?”

However, instead of replying, Tasir signaled ‘quietly’ and kept staring somewhere.

How long was he there? Finally, Tasir came down from the tree, let out a sigh of “oh my,” and shook his head.

“I’ve seen quite a spectacle.”

“What you saw can’t beat what I saw.”

“What did you see?”

“Master Tasir’s butt hanging from the tree!”

As Heullan grinded his teeth and spoke, Tasir chuckled and patted his servant’s back.

“Seriously, you’ll be really surprised when you hear what I saw.”

“What? Did His Majesty take in a seventh consort?”

“Emperor Hyacinth.”

Heullan grumbled, pleading for some decency as he was shocked and asked again.

“Who?”

“Emperor Hyacinth. The conversation couldn’t be heard due to the distance, but the atmosphere was just right.”

Heullan looked around and asked in a lowered voice.

“Really? Did he come unofficially?”

“You know that His Majesty and Emperor Hyacinth used to date.”

“You guessed as much, but there was no certainty.”

“I thought they had broken up, but it seems there are still some lingering feelings.”

Heullan widened his rabbit eyes with a surprised expression.

“No, isn’t that a big problem?”

“What’s the big deal? Regardless of their feelings, Emperor Hyacinth is already married and even has an empress. That means it’s over.”

Heullan looked around again, then whispered even lower.

“That’s not necessarily true, Master. There have been many strange rumors from Karisen recently.”

“Strange rumors? Ah. The rumor that Emperor Hyacinth is going to get a divorce?”

Tasir had also heard that rumor but shrugged it off as nothing special.

“There’s been no progress yet. Neither Empress Ai nor her family has done anything wrong. I don’t know what they’re doing behind the scenes, but for now.”

“No, not that old news, it’s fresh news that just came in.”

Hieran was one of the top informants within Anghes, known for his particularly quick ability to acquire information among the informants of the conglomerate.

Due to his occasional fasterthanBlack Forest information flow, Tasir didn’t ignore him but rather hastily leaned in to ask.

“What’s the news?”

“It’s about Empress Aini. There’s been talk that she’s gone mad?”

“What? What are you talking about? Why would a perfectly sane person…?”

“She sees ghosts, she sees spirits, she claims the dead prince ate her friend, she’s causing a ruckus with stories like that. Probably from a few days ago.”