âIn there is the emperor and empressâŠâ No attendant was unaware of the reputation preceding the imperial couple. Nervous gulps could be heard everywhere as the coach approached the villa entrance. It would be the first time any of the caretakers laid eyes on the couple, so their eyes were brimming with curiosity as they stared at the coach door.
When the door swung open, the attendants all doubted their eyes. Normally, people of high rank waited for an escort off the carriage. In a villa like this, the steward would play this role. However, before he could approach the carriage, a man shot out as if he couldnât wait a second longer.
Tall, with broad shoulders, the manâs hair and eyes were both black as night. He was dressed in the most sophisticated and splendid formal suit in the empire, which sported many decorations, but the top button of the white shirt beneath it was undone as if to show how constricted the wearer felt. Despite being covered, the sturdiness of the manâs body was still prominent, and even without the unapproachable, sharp look in his eyes, his overbearing presence made it clear to the attendants who he was.
âItâs Emperor Estian!â The employer they never wished to meet had finally appeared. The attendants hurriedly bowed in greeting.
âDid I make the bed well?â
âDid I remove the stain in the hallway properly?â
âDid I prepare the ingredients for tonightâs dinner perfectly?â
They each swallowed dryly as they thought about their respective work assignments. Theyâd heard stories of the emperor beheading his attendants for no apparent reason, so he surely wouldnât hesitate to lop off their heads should he be given a reason.
âWe sincerely welcome your visit to A-Aluna Villa, Your Majesty. I-I am Claire, the steward tasked with managing the villa.â
Claire was dressed in impeccable formal wear for the first time since she could remember, and was visibly trembling as she bowed in greeting. She didnât know why her tongue felt so stiff when she was normally quite eloquent. If itâd been up to her, she wouldâve resigned on the spot and bid farewell.
âThe vice-steward, Emily, shall escort H-Her Majesty. If you would please come this way, Your Majesty. F-first, I shall guide you around theââ
âNo, stand down,â Estian interrupted, holding up a hand toward Emily, who was approaching the coach. Both Claire and Emily turned ashen.
âH-h-have we m-m-made a mistakeâŠ?â Claire stammered. The faces of her parents, whom sheâd last seen a few months before, flashed through her mind. Theyâd told her that they recently signed a new contract for a family grave, and there was a spot for her too! At the time sheâd thought they were preparing too early for such a distant future, but at that moment, that future didnât seem so far off.
While Claire and Emily were shaking in fear, another voice came from inside the coach.
âYour Majesty, help me, please!â
âThe empress!â The voice was like music to her ears. Claireâs head looked up towards the coach in surprise. The emperorâs overwhelming presence had caused the existence of the empress to slip from her mind.
The woman was said to have captivated the tyrant emperor, after which she committed all sorts of wicked deeds in the imperial palace. Word was going around that the severity of her antics had even worsened as of late, though they seemed to have quietened after the emperorâs return from Etia. Still, who knew whether that rumored temper of hers would flare up again during their visit to Aluna?
âBut is it possible she spoke up to help me?â Claire was stunned that the empress had asked the Emperor Estian to help her⊠and in such an intimate tone at that! She wasnât familiar with imperial etiquette since sheâd never resided at the main palace, but sheâd never heard of an empress treating the emperor in such a manner. And in front of a crowd too! Casting a timid glance at the emperor, she saw the emperorâs face stiffen.