‘Surely, this person isn’t plotting to poison my uncle in such a crowded place?’
It wasn’t likely, but it was something to consider. The Hersyss I knew was unpredictable and had nothing visible once he lost his mind.
“I’ll gratefully accept it, Your Majesty.”
The Duke raised his glass.
‘No.’
The timing wasn’t right. Poisoning itself wasn’t a bad idea, but… there were too many people watching.
Something had to be done.
“I…!”
Liz abruptly stood up from her seat.
“May I say something?”
The banquet hall fell silent.
Liz felt overwhelmed by the gazes directed at her. Even among them was Hersyss’s gaze.
It was a crucial, crucial moment. Ishar had said that within a year, she would determine her lifetime position as the Empress, but that was a wrong statement.
It was decided in this single moment. Undoubtedly. But…
‘Damn. I have nothing to say.’
No thoughts came to her. It was a moment where she felt like a fool.
Then, suddenly, amidst the silence, a word emerged as if piercing through the fog.
‘Whatever.’
It couldn’t continue like this. She had to say something.
“Par… Pardelio Hysclum!”
A more profound silence fell than before.
“So, um…”
Enduring the frigid air was excruciatingly painful.
Liz clenched her fist with a feeling of being pressed down by the gazes.
“Meaning ‘Unite your strength’ in ancient kingdom language. Pardelio Hysclum.”
For the first time, Ishar’s gaze turned towards Liz. His eyes, which had been round, slowly narrowed.
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Pardelio Hysclum. Comrades, unite your strength.
It was a battlefield slogan of the Valdemion Kingdom.
It was established by King Trigar Valdemion, the most powerful king in Valdemion history, during his princehood. He made soldiers engrave it on their spears frequently and carved it on swords and shields as well.
Coincidentally, ever since the slogan began to be shouted, Trigar achieved victory after victory in every battle he participated in. So, it became widely known that Trigar had made a pact with dark magic for power, inscribing it into the slogan.
He had instilled such a powerful force into people and planted the belief that they could win even in the face of defeat. However…
‘Why did he tell me about that? Prince Kalton.’
Liz thought.
‘It has nothing to do with me.’
That’s what she thought. But now it mattered.
Because of the wind that popped out of her mouth like nonsense.
“Why did I say this… um, so…”
‘Damn, I have nothing more to say.’
She had to somehow salvage the situation.
“Before that, I would like to express my gratitude once again to everyone who attended this gathering.”
People’s faces became bewildered at the disjointed words. There were even giggles from the young nobles. Only Duke Montaner put down his teacup with an interested gleam in his eyes.
Liz saw it. She heard the rustling sound.
As a result, the tension gradually eased, and the fog in her mind lifted. Words began to come to her little by little.
‘Pardelio Hysclum.’
Liz shouted the slogan inwardly, hoping that the magic of victory would also work for her.
“To all of you who have reclaimed the empire’s ruler after ten years, I know well what kind of empress you hoped for as his partner.”
“…….”
“And that’s not me.”
Trying not to be swayed by the murmurs, Liz continued speaking.
“Yes. Among the empress candidates you wished for, it might have been a more desirable scenario for one of them to take this place. With their prestigious family background, cultured manners, and sociability, they would undoubtedly have been a good companion for Your Majesty.”
The elders looked at Liz with approving eyes. Some even nodded.
“But I can be of help to Your Majesty in a different way than they can.”
“…….”
“If I’m not suitable as a companion to walk together, I will be the one walking ahead. The one walking ahead clears away branches and removes stones for those behind. I will gladly do that for Your Majesty and the imperial family.”
With words flowing too easily, it felt like another soul had taken residence in her body, speaking on her behalf.
“You might be a bit surprised because it’s different from what you expected. Some might want to scold me, saying I was wrong. However, no matter how much I say that I was not wrong right now, it may not resonate with you at all. Typically, such judgments of right and wrong are determined by time. So, I can only hope that time will wisely judge that I was not wrong in taking on the duties of the empress that I have committed to.”
‘No. Why bother? I already know it well.’
Suppressing the sarcasm that kept coming up, Liz continued.
“Now, let’s go back to the beginning……. ”
Liz’s speech reached a turning point.
“I will explain why I said ‘Pardelio Hysclum,’ which means ‘Unite your strength’ in ancient Gore.”
Ishar’s gray eyes narrowed, but Liz didn’t notice.
“The current imperial family is not without turmoil. It’s because the power is divided into several branches.”
“…….”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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