People Aren't Meant to Be Fixed! (4 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 95

I can’t keep insisting on sending only Freyrie. Besides the reason I already mentioned, if I refuse Marquess Fleur after she’s gone so far as to say that, it will surely affect our relationship with the imperial family from now on.

“Now that I think about it, it might be a bit too soon to assign a lady-in-waiting or a knight to my side right away.”

And I’m not foolish enough to just stand by and watch. Despite how I may appear now, I’m certainly no inexperienced greenhorn inside.

In any case, though this was unexpected, I didn’t think I’d be incapable of handling two children. Carlisle and Freyrie were practically grown, didn’t indulge in childish pranks, and as long as I gave clear instructions, everything should go smoothly. If I could just keep hold of Freyrie’s ankle, it would be fine to bring Carlisle along too.

Anything beyond that might prove troublesome, but since Marquess Fleur insisted politely and firmly on sending only one person, I’d simply feign generosity and pretend to understand.

“Moreover, as Duke Vladimir rightly pointed out, we cannot disregard imperial protocol. It would be best for both of them to receive proper instruction first and then take examinations like candidates from other noble houses.”

However, this outcome would surely sour Duke Vladimir’s mood—he’d never been fond of recruiting Carlisle in the first place—so I suggested an alternative solution, carefully emphasizing fairness and impartiality to make him feel this compromise was sufficient.

Having experienced countless similar or different situations as emperor in my previous life, mediating conflicting opinions among my subordinates wasn’t difficult, though I worried I might appear unnaturally competent for my age.

“Oh, by the way, I’ll personally take charge of their education.”

But what else could I do? My status as heir to the throne was already settled; becoming the next emperor was inevitable. Back when I’d been unjustly accused as a witch and executed, circumstances and birth had worked against me—but that wasn’t the case now, so there was no real issue.

Besides, anyone with any sense of self-preservation should know to obey me. Of course, I couldn’t recklessly antagonize an established noble house with vast influence and loyal followers—but even so, the personality I’d developed during my days as the Conquering Emperor whispered temptingly, as if small devil horns had sprouted on my head.

Though I’d grown somewhat gentler after weathering many recent events, back then I’d declared war as casually as eating meals, crushing and unifying countless nations—so that old temperament hadn’t entirely died out.

“Ahem… daughter.”

All that remained now was to utter a few token formalities and adjourn the meeting, but Jeff suddenly interjected. What new concern had popped into his head? He cautiously spoke up, his expression filled with worry.

“You don’t need to handle this yourself. It’s the responsibility each house should take on.”

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