âWhat are you looking so intently at?â
The emperor asked Siervian, who was staring blankly at her fatherâs status window. His blue eyes, as cold as the wind of the north, pierced directly through hers.
It was the cold, heartless gaze she remembered.
âYouâre not running away from me today.â
Thoughts: Sheâs looking at me longer this time. Maybe she grew up a little. I should have come earlier. Iâll leave you alone this time, you damn Duke.
The Emperor walked closer to where Siervian was sitting and looked down at his daughter. A heavy silence descended upon the air around them.
She could remember what happened until this point.
Thoughts: Everytime I see her, she gets lovelier and lovelier. I canât believe how prettily she sparkles. Is the God of Mana playing tricks on me? As expected, I should celebrate this auspicious day. The festival should be named âMana Godâs Trick Anniversaryâ.
The silence stretched further. On the other hand, the status window was being too noisy.
She didnât know which was more shocking, this orâno, no. This was infinitely more shocking.
âMy father? To me? Really? But why . . . ?â
Siervianâs clothes today were luxurious, but they didnât look good on her at all. Well, itâs not to the point that anyone should be raving about it.
. . . She was terrified of him just a while ago, but seeing his thoughts like this made her fear go away.
âI canât believe it . . . If this is how Father thinks, then . . .â
A strange feeling enveloped Siervian. Was her father like this the entire time in her previous life?
No. He wouldnât have let her die if that was the case.
Thoughts: Is this the limit? But weâve been together for one whole minute today. I should order a memorial tree to be planted in my palaceâs garden to commemorate this day.
Dreadfully confused, Siervian reflexively clenched the skirt of her dress.
As soon as the Emperor saw her small, tiny hands turning white, he thought that he should go and come back next time.
Feeling his gaze on her, Siervian soon figured out the situation.
âCome to think of it, you said I wasnât running away today.â
If she remembered right, was it at this time of the year that she was hiding from her father?
Still, her body wouldnât move at all. It was exactly the behavior of a little girl who was scared.
âIâll be back next week.â
It was then that Sarahâs strange status window appeared.
Thoughts: Haaa, this week, too. Do you have to come here every time? Not much happens anyway.
Siervianâs father seemed to visit every week to check up on her. It must be that those dresses in her closet were meant to clothe her in some semblance of reasonable fashion.
âItâs a relief, Your Majesty. The Princess didnât run away today.â
Chancellor Hex, who came here with the Emperor, suddenly talked to him in hushed excitement.
The emperor wanted Siervian to see him off, but he turned away without saying anything. Up until that moment, the floating status window that showed his innermost feelings was still there.
Wait, if you go like this, then . . . !
Siervian could hear everyone around her stifle their astonishment.
Her small, dainty hand entered their sight, holding the Emperorâs collar with all her might.
Sievian took a small breath. She couldnât believe what sheâd just done, grabbing the Emperorâs collar without permission. She didnât know why he wouldnât just push her away if he didnât like it.
However, she managed to pluck up the courage to do so after looking at the status window.
Mood: ⥠My Daughter ⥠Iâm â so â touched!
Thoughts: You know how to grab collars with your small hands! Now that I can see them closer, I can see that your hands look like mine. Siervianâs hands are sooo cute that I didnât notice.
Maybe this status window was just a fever dream.
But if it was real, then . . .
âIf it is, then I want to confirm. Why was it like that in the past?â
She needed to talk to him very clearly and very coherently from now on.
âMaybe the future can be changed.â
Give her a minute. She needed to speak like a well-educated princess. Formal. Calm.
But then, something unexpected came out of her lips.
Thatâs not it! What bread!
She was overcome by embarrassment. What she was trying to say was:
âYour Majesty, please allow me a moment of your time. I want to have tea with you.â
No matter how unsynchronized her body was with her mind, where on earth did bread come from?!
At that moment, the Emperorâs eyes became harsh at her sudden exclamation. The status window didnât show up this time, so Siervian let go of his collar at once, doubting herself.
She needs to shut herself up . . . she just made her father mad.
âAre the Princessâs meals insufficient?â
But contrary to Siervianâs concern, the Emperorâs heated gaze settled on Sarah instead.
It was Sarah who was practically starving her. The lady-in-waitingâs plump body trembled and her status window kept flickering, revealing her unease.
âT-that is not the case, Your Majesty.â
âThen why is Siervian looking for bread at this hour?â
The Emperorâs wrath was solely directed at Sarah. Bewildered, Siervian clasped her hands together and clenched tight.
âYouâre not mad at me?â
Just then, in her periphery, a status window popped up in front of Hex, who was standing next to the Emperor.
Occupation: Chancellor (Lv.89)
Siervian looked up in a daze, but Hex was looking elsewhere. Then, his status window changed.
Thoughts: Phew, I almost got caught staring at the Princess. I shouldnât surprise her because sheâs so wary around people. By the way, her hands are really cute.
Siervian could only gape wildly.
Whatâs wrong with everyone?
âPrincess, do you want to have dinner with H-His Majesty?â Sarah stuttered nervously.
Siervian felt her body flinch at the mention of âdinnerâ. She remembered that she really hated dinner when she was young.
Thoughts: Shit, youâre killing me here. But weâll see. Youâre scared of dinnertime, arenât you? Youâre in big trouble now.
Even Sarah seemed to know this well.
Thanks to this, Siervian confirmed it again. The status window really was telling the truth.
â. . . Is that so. Itâll be difficult.â
For someone who said heâd be inconvenienced, his status window sure expressed otherwise.
âIâll check my schedule, then Iâll let you know.â
Siervian watched her father leave her palace with a baffled expression on her face.
âAt the command of His Highness Emperor Alderuan Erveldotte, the glorious sun of the Empire, the presence of Her Highness Princess Siervian Erveldotte, the little moon of the Empire, is requested at the dining hall.â
Was it because theyâre suddenly preparing dinner in the afternoon?
Due to the abrupt presence of the Emperorâs messenger, the Princessâs Palace was thrown into a state of panic.
âWhat the hell did you just do!â
âOwie . . . It hurts . . .â
Sarah combed Siervian with an enraged fervor. Because of her rough manhandling, Siervianâs neck was bent back, and it hurt so much that she started crying.
âItâs a good thing I handled it well. Do you know how much I hate it when you donât behave yourself?â
Sarahâs favorability went down by 50 from 400 to 350. Siervian began to wonder what would happen if that number dropped to 0.
Finally, the torturous combing ended. The jittery Sarah left Siervian to Ellie and scuttled away.
Thoughts: Something big just happened. Something really big. I really wonât be able to survive this time.
Was it such a huge deal for Siervian to have dinner with her father?
âAnd where exactly do you go every time you disappear?â
There were times when Sarah would rush off somewhere. She did this even though she really should focus on her work as the head maid in the Imperial Princessâs Palace.
âLetâs be on our way, Princess.â
Replying without any enthusiasm, Siervian trudged forward.
The unnecessarily luxurious, high-quality dress made it difficult for her to walk. Surely, she looked like an ugly ball from afar.
Thoughts: Our Princess, you really look like a lovely lily of the valley . . .
Siervian apparently didnât look ugly in Ellieâs eyes . . . but she still couldnât get used to the intensity of the maidâs thoughts.
Anyway, she continued on her way because an order was an order.
âThis small body is already exhausted.â
âPrincess, shall I call a carriage for you?â
Siervian shook her head right away.
The Emperorâs Palace was right around the corner. If she rode a carriage just to cross such a short distance, then sheâd definitely be talked about as a Princess who treated her subordinates harshly.
That had been her reality.
Moving cautiously, Siervian pondered about the dinner with her father. As she walked along the road leading to the Emperorâs Palace, she finally remembered.
âAround this time . . . I think I often had dinner with my father.â
Of course, she had never invited her father first because of his frighteningly frosty eyes.
Then, at some point, he had stopped eating with her.
âItâs been a long time since you had dinner together, Your Highness.â
âHow fortunate, Your Highness. His Majesty is going to have dinner again with you.â
Thanks to Ellieâs words, Siervian confirmed that at this point in time, they had already stopped having dinner regularly.
The dinners with the Emperor, which were halted so suddenly, began again when Siervian was around twelve years old. At that time, she was already surrounded by many bad rumors.
Thoughts: Really. Itâs such a relief.
For the first time since Siervian started seeing the status window, Ellieâs thoughts were uncharacteristically gentle. It seemed like she was genuinely relieved.
Siervian decided not to think about it deeply.
But then again, she remembered something.
âDoesnât Ellie have a sibling whoâs sick?â
When Siervian found out about it before, Ellieâs sibling had already passed away. It lingered on her mind for a long time because Ellie, who had always been strict with Siervian, laughed bitterly when she talked about her deceased younger sibling.
âWhere is Eriâs fwamily?â
After asking casually like that, Siervian immediately regretted it.
She wanted to ask more carefully, but children couldnât keep their curiosity to themselves.
âI have one younger sibling . . .â
Ellie, who hesitated with great difficulty, continued talking.
â. . . whoâs a bit sick.â
âItâs alright, Princess.â
Itâs a good thing that Siervian apologized right away. Seeing the maidâs rise in favorability, it seemed like Ellie really was fine. However, Siervian still felt sorry for bringing it up.
Ellie spoke up as if to change the subject.
âBy the way, His Highness the Crown Prince shall be joining you today.â
Recalling the memory of her indifferent older brother, Siervian clenched her fists secretly.
Siervian and the Crown Prince had different mothers.
Because she was a concubineâs child and because there were so many bad rumors about her, she couldnât do anything about her brotherâs disapproval.
Nonetheless, she still looked for the Empress.
She wasnât her real mother, but she had always been kind and warm.
â. . . Her Majesty the Empress said she wonât attend dinner tonight.â
If the Empress was there, then the atmosphere at the table would have been a little softer.
Hiding her dejection, Siervian only nodded.
âYour Majesty. Her Highness Princess Siervian has arrived.
Upon her arrival at the Emperorâs Palace, the chief attendant announced her presence.
For some reason, Siervian was led to a place that wasnât small in the slightest. It was the âRoom of Manaâ where state guests were usually received.
Siervian was very nervous. She knew that she might not leave todayâs dinner unscathed.
In the middle of the big room was a colorful table.
Siervian greeted her father in a notably formal manner to make up for her bread mistake earlier.
Thoughts: Iâm disappointed. So disappointed . . .
Here she was with her foot aching while she curtseyed, but Siervian couldnât believe he got upset.
Still, Siervian thought, it was better now that she could see her fatherâs thoughts. In this life, she wouldnât make any more mistakes. She wouldnât let herself get executed again.
A terrible silence plunged down at the dining hall as Siervian approached.
It was stifling. Siervian took a furtive glance to the side where she could feel a burning gaze.
She wouldnât be received well anyway, seeing as her brother was the one avoiding her gaze.
Occupation: Crown Prince (Lv.80)
Mood: Excited to see ⥠my sister âĄ
Thoughts: I wanna talk to you TT^TT
Her brotherâs status wasnât normal either . . . ?