The Empress Dowager, looking down at it with a lowered gaze, spoke in a gentle voice.
“The regent of Termina, that person, had once been confined to the holy land for a year, praying three years ago. In fact, it was an exile. He had angered the Emperor.”
“You are saying the Emperor of Termina exiled the current regent?”
Everyone knew the Emperor of Termina was eccentric, but to this extent?
The temple is a divine domain, and the clergy does not follow ‘human’ laws like empire law or kingdom law.
This has never been broken since the continent’s birth; nobody could interfere in the clergy’s affairs.
But, the Emperor exiling the regent?
And the regent accepting it?
“Is that… possible?”
“The regent cared for the princess very pitifully, and it took a lot of his heart.”
The Empress Dowager skillfully put the scissors in the inner pocket of her dress and moved on.
Izar followed her, listening to the story.
The regent protested for the bullied princess and angered the Emperor, and as a result, the princess faced a crisis of being flogged.
“So he stepped up. He said that since he caused it, he would take the punishment.”
“Why did he go so far?”
“The one the Empire has been waiting for a long time.”
But isn’t the princess not of Termina’s bloodline anyway?
Noticing a hint of doubt in Izar’s face, the Empress Dowager whispered ominously,
“Call it prophecy or trust, whatever you like. Your Majesty. All we need to know is that this is a ‘metaphorical’ expression.”
“Metaphorical.”
“Barlock was there at the beginning of Termina. It’s appropriate to call it the Empire itself.”
‘Barlock will be finally liberated from its long confinement once it obtains Termina.’
“The one the Empire has been waiting for a long time.”
What could that mean?
The Empress Dowager’s sighlike whisper made Izar’s heart pound.
“Barlock’s leash.”
The Empress Dowager only smiled at Izar’s words, giving no answer.
The feast was excellent.
Barlock’s territory is a barren permafrost, frozen on all sides.
Not only that.
To enter the land where demons continuously crawl out, one must cross seven castles, and to anticipate unforeseen circumstances, the warp gate is also half a day away from the main castle.
Supplying materials must be incredibly difficult.
Yet, on the plates were fresh vegetables, and though not plentiful, even apples that are hard to find at this time, even in the royal palace, were served as dessert.
Crunch.
Biting into the juicy apple, Bianca silently admired it.
Bianca liked apples quite a bit, but something like fruit could never be allowed for her, who was living, breathing guilt.
Only a little at banquets.
Occasionally at tea time.
The fruit that made a sound was something she only tasted once in a while, and even then, she would only take a bite.
But three pieces were given!
“Have more.”
“Ah……”
Did she eat too greedily?
Bianca blushed at the plate in front of her.
“The North stores anything. We only keep things that can be preserved, so the variety is not much, but there’s a decent supply of apples, potatoes, and sweet potatoes.”
She had never thought of storing fruit.
“Grapes are dried, and soft berries are made into jam.”
“Yes.”
Bianca couldn’t hide her flustered expression.
“You’re the mistress of this place. You should know how ‘our house’ lives.”
Eh?
Just now, a bit.
Didn’t Gillian’s expression become momentarily cold when he pronounced “our house”?
“Purchasing is done through several vendors. If we use only one, we will draw the royal family’s attention.”
However, with his honest words that did not hide his thoughts on the royal family, Bianca thought she must have been mistaken.
When she looked at Gillian again, his expression was as neat as usual, his speech was cordial, and his voice was gentle.
So, during the tea time that naturally followed lunch, Bianca listened attentively to Gillian’s stories of the ‘Barlock’ lineage.
Since her body was getting better, it was time to take over the internal management.
After the discussion about the ingredients, a brief description of the interior followed.
Though the stewardess Hailey had guided her on the first day, she had been so disappointed that she didn’t remember the details, so Bianca was very pleased with Gillian’s explanation.
“At the ends of each floor, secret passages are hidden. At each end, the 3rd floor has the duke’s bedroom, the 2nd floor has the office and library, and the 1st floor has the kitchen and warehouse connected to the secret passage.”
“Yes, I’ll remember well.”
The library.
Bianca firmly imprinted the information that the office and library were at the end of the 2nd floor.
She had thought of looking for a prophecy known only to the Northerners.
She had even planned to ask where the library was, and now she knew!
Bianca knew who she was.
Abandoned, but still the Princess of Termina in others’ eyes.
Every single word, every insignificant action might provoke misunderstandings.
“The secret passage can only be opened in a special way, so I’ll tell you separately.”
“Yes, thank you. By the way, Gillian, can I use the library?”
“Of course. My lady. This is your house.”
“Thank you.”
“You may read the books.”
…What does that mean?
“No matter how much I tell you that it’s your house, our house, you won’t believe it, so I’ll tell you everything, one by one, until you understand.”
Eh?
Bianca slightly opened her lips and looked down at Gillian.
Right now……
“All the books on the library shelves are available without restriction.”
“Gillian?”
“There were never any forbidden books in Barlock, but even if there were, I would allow you to read all of them. You don’t have to worry.”
Right now, surely not?
“Because this is your house.”
If I tell you ten million times more, will you believe it?
Whispering so that everyone could hear, Gillian sighed as if,
“By the way, the books displayed in the library can naturally be taken and read. This is your house, and everything in the house is yours.”
…Is he teasing me?
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced