The Deposed Empress and Her New Husband (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 3
“Send the imperial princess to Vaschker? Do you truly think that makes any sense?”
The emperor erupted in anger, and Ikar slightly lifted one corner of his mouth.
“I am merely suggesting this as an opportunity for her to experience the cultural differences between our empires.”
The emperor glared at Ikar with furious eyes.
Though an aged veteran with white hair, the Paradium emperor had once possessed formidable swordsmanship—in his youth, at least.
Anyone would feel chilled to the bone facing the imposing aura of an emperor who had ruled his empire for so long.
Yet the young emperor, Ikar, merely stared back at him indifferently, as if regarding a paper tiger.
“A study abroad, then. That seems a fitting description.”
After all, a confrontation only exists if both sides engage. Despite having initiated this battle of wills, the young emperor now demanded what he wanted without the slightest change in expression.
“The duration will be three years.”
A hollow laugh escaped the emperor’s lips.
“Ha! A study abroad… Haha.”
“Please don’t overthink it. Her Highness the Imperial Princess will set foot on imperial soil safely.”
As if signaling he had no further intention to negotiate, Ikar rose from his seat.
Until very recently, the Vaschker Empire had shown little interest in wars of conquest.
But ever since the ascension of its new emperor, the international situation had shifted rapidly—starting with the gradual annexation of neighboring small nations.
Now, Vaschker’s territory had expanded right up to the doorstep of the Paradium Empire.
Reports had just arrived that elite warriors from the Vaschker Imperial Army had secretly infiltrated Paradium.
Given this, the Paradium emperor could not afford to reject outright the young emperor’s forceful and inconsiderate proposal.
At that very moment—
A servant whispered into the ear of the empress, who was pacing anxiously in the corridor.
“Good heavens! Such an outrageous demand!”
The empress’s chest heaved violently. The servant who delivered the message bowed his head and lowered his gaze.
“My deepest apologies, Your Imperial Majesty…”
“This is no different from taking a hostage! My daughter, sent off like that…”
As the furious empress trembled with clenched fists, a soft voice reached her ears.
“Pardon the intrusion, Your Imperial Majesty.”
“What is it?”
Suppressing her anger, the empress turned around—and her eyes widened slightly.
“Lady Renev of House Seiren—what brings you here?”
“I have something urgent to convey to Your Imperial Majesty, even at the risk of impropriety.”
“Speak, then.”
“…I heard that the Emperor of Vaschker has invited Her Highness the Imperial Princess.”
The empress’s eyebrows twitched briefly.
How could she already know about the confidential discussion that had just taken place?
After staring intently at Renev for a moment, the empress let out a derisive snort.
“An invitation? Is that truly how you’d describe it?”
“Such sudden and troubling news must weigh heavily on your mind.”
“…”
Seeing Renev’s genuinely concerned expression—as if it were her own plight—the empress softened her anger and gestured for her to continue.
“I have a good solution to prevent Her Highness from being sent to Vaschker.”
“A good solution?”
“I shall volunteer in place of Her Highness.”
“Volunteer? Do you even understand what you’re saying, my lady…?”
The empress bit her lip and fell silent. At first, she’d thought the young lady simply didn’t grasp the gravity of the situation.
Admittedly, she had been momentarily tempted.
But fearing that hastily accepting the bait might bring unforeseen consequences later, she chose to withhold her answer.
“This doesn’t seem like a matter to decide immediately. After some calm reflection, we shall discuss it again.”
With those words, the empress turned to leave.
“I do understand Your Majesty’s feelings. Though unintentional, merely overhearing your conversation was itself a breach of etiquette.”
Renev nodded understandingly and continued.
“But I hope you’ll believe this isn’t an impulsive suggestion. I humbly ask you to consider it.”
Watching Renev bow gracefully and turn away, the empress felt her heart grow even more troubled.
She had long desired an alliance through marriage with House Seiren—it would strengthen her son’s faction.
The problem had been the unsavory rumors surrounding the Seiren Marquis’s only daughter.
But the Lady Renev she saw in person was different from those rumors—not only beautiful in appearance, but sharp-eyed and intelligent.
Both of the empress’s sons already had their betrothals settled, so regretting it now was pointless—but she couldn’t help but be drawn to the girl.
‘When did she master the intricate palace etiquette so well?’
Even she herself had struggled with court protocol for years after entering the palace as crown princess.
Yet Lady Renev’s conduct seemed no less refined than her own.
“It would be a shame to send her off as a hostage to an enemy nation…”
The empress’s eyes, narrowed in thought, suddenly widened.
If Lady Renev volunteered to go willingly, couldn’t she later claim House Seiren owed her a great debt—and propose her own daughter, the imperial princess, as the future wife of the young Marquis of Seiren?
Renev tore her gaze away from the empress, who was quickly disappearing down the corridor, and headed toward the Great Hall, where the ball was in full swing.
‘I wonder what decision the empress will make.’
When she first transmigrated into this novel, Renev’s sole goal had been survival.
Thus, she had devoted herself wholeheartedly to Lucius, the original male lead, hoping to change the future.
Attending every social gathering to build rapport with nobles was merely the baseline effort to place Lucius—the third prince, farthest from the throne—onto the imperial seat.
She had stayed up all night embroidering a handkerchief for Lucius despite having no talent for needlework, and even snuck away from her maids to secretly practice cooking.
All that effort had barely bought her a reprieve from death.
So this time, she resolved to abandon Lucius—to leave him behind and live a life diverging from the original story.
Her first step was to distance herself from the original protagonists.
While pondering how to do so, she suddenly recalled that at this very time, Emperor Ikar of the rival nation had proposed a three-year study abroad for the imperial princess under the guise of a truce between their empires.
‘If we’re separated for three whole years, Lucius will surely remarry.’
Of course, she hadn’t expected another chance to arise, and a flicker of fear crossed her mind—what butterfly effect might such a drastic deviation from the original plot unleash?
Yet simultaneously, she harbored hope that this time, a miracle might truly alter the future.
It was at that moment of self-awareness and irony that a voice called out.
“Renev? Where on earth did you wander off to alone?”
From far down the corridor, a man with a face strikingly similar to hers came running toward her, silver hair fluttering.
“…Patrick.”
Overwhelmed at seeing living, breathing family again, tears welled up in her eyes. Renev threw her arms around Patrick.
“…Renev? Why—why are you acting so unlike yourself? Did something happen?”
Though clearly bewildered, Patrick gently patted her back. Renev quickly composed herself while nestled in his embrace.
To Patrick, it had only been a few months since he last saw his sister.
Yet such an intense reaction?
It was understandable he’d find it strange.
“I was admiring the artworks on the palace walls and lost my way—that’s all. But meeting family like this truly gladdens my heart.”
Patrick replied with relief.
“That makes sense. When I first came to the palace, I nearly got lost too. It’s like a maze in here.”
Though Patrick possessed an almost human-GPS-level sense of direction, he seemed to be humoring Renev’s mood.
“Then let’s return to the Great Hall.”
Renev walked ahead, trying not to let him see her reddened eyes. Patrick fell into step beside her and spoke.
“By the way, Renev—doesn’t it seem a bit odd that His Majesty summoned not only Father but me urgently to the palace?”
In the past, around this time, both the Marquis of Seiren and Patrick had been invited to the palace ball.
On the surface, it appeared to celebrate the successful extermination of monsters in the marquisate—but looking back now, perhaps this too had been part of the empress’s scheme.
After all, today the empress planned to publicly declare Renev and Lucius as lovers.
“It’s probably because the Founding Day celebration is coming soon. Since the western affair was resolved well, maybe they wanted to congratulate us a little early?”
Renev answered, her gaze lowered toward the distance. Patrick gave her a meaningful look and countered.
“…Do you really believe that?”
In their previous life, Renev and Patrick hadn’t been particularly close siblings. When Renev had first transmigrated into the novel, Patrick had been stationed in the western marquisate while she resided in the family manor near the palace.
Back then, Renev had gone all-in on Lucius to alter the story’s course. After their father’s passing and Patrick’s inheritance of the marquisate, they’d barely seen each other more than a few times a year.
“Well then—surely you don’t think some high-ranking figure summoned our family to the palace with ulterior motives?”
“It just feels a bit odd. Call it reasonable suspicion, alright?”
“…”
Just as Renev was about to reply, a noblewoman approaching from the opposite corridor spoke up.
“How wonderfully close you two siblings seem.”
Patrick gave the formally bowing lady a light nod.
“As it happens, I was just looking for you, my lady—what a fortunate coincidence to meet like this.”
Seeing Countess Andni feigning nonchalance about this ‘chance’ encounter, Renev clenched her fists tightly.
Patrick sharply noticed his sister’s sudden shift in demeanor. He didn’t know what had transpired between her and Countess Andni before, but it was clear Renev now harbored hostility.
“Do you have business with my sister?”
Stepping forward, Patrick shielded Renev behind his back. The countess smiled, lightly covering her mouth with one hand.
“The young marquis certainly dotes on his sister—so much so that he won’t even grant her the right to speak for herself.”
It was a veiled jab: implying that a noblewoman nearly of age still hid behind her brother, unable to voice her own thoughts.
Having lived as empress and navigated high society for years, Renev immediately grasped the insult.
But Patrick, raised among soldiers on battlefields, failed to catch the nuance.
Still, survival in war demanded sharp instincts—he sensed the countess’s malice intuitively.
It was a kind of wild intuition.
“I appreciate your concern for my sister. But to my ears, Countess, your words sound rather presumptuous.”
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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The translation is confusing, but my understanding is that the empress has 2 sons and a daughter, while the consort has one son
So is Reneb’s father a Marquis or a Duke? My understanding is that he is a margrave.
Margrave!!!! That scoundrel barged into your house!!
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It felt familiar yet warm—somehow.
How an already 30 chapters in without anything significant happening?!
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Patrick run!! The scheming empress plan to tie you her daughter