Who Spent the Night with the Tower Master (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 127

– I’ll handle it at the right moment, so you just stay put.

Ineranju slowly sipped her tea, mulling over the words spoken by the Seventh Prince, Kazan.

‘Is it really alright to just stay still?’

She hadn’t known, when handing the medicine to Josefine, that it forcibly triggered a mana surge—but now that she did, Josefine’s continued existence, clinging to life, was grating on her nerves.

It would be far easier if she’d just died already. Though unconscious, the fact that she was still breathing meant she might regain consciousness someday.

‘Josefine Lukan will confess that she received a mana enhancer from me. And then I’ll be…’

This incident had blown up far too massively.

Every news outlet was fixated on it, and people endlessly chattered about its cause. If, in the midst of this, the rumor reached them that the ‘Imperial Princess’ was involved… the aftermath was all too predictable.

She’d be utterly torn apart.

Ever since her public proposal to Gibnen—and his rejection—Ineranju’s name had been gleefully chewed over by the masses for a long while. That nightmare remained vivid even now: tabloids blanketed every street, selling like wildfire, and countless conspiracy theories swirled everywhere.

Admittedly, many of those theories came surprisingly close to the truth, but regardless, Ineranju had been forced to flee abroad as if driven out. Losing the Empress’s trust was merely an added blow. She’d even become a laughingstock among her own relatives, endlessly gossiped about, and had earned the humiliating title of ‘Disgrace of the Imperial Family.’

Even now, she occasionally wondered:

Was love a crime? Was publicly proposing to Gibnen truly such a fatal mistake?

Ineranju never wanted to relive that dreadful experience again. She longed to be free from the shame and discomfort of being pointed at by everyone, casually tossed around as gossip fodder.

Yet this incident had erupted on such a colossal scale—and if, by any chance, Josefine uttered Ineranju’s name… it might truly spell her ruin.

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