Upon the Empress Dowagerâs entrance, all the noble ladies approached the Empress Dowager and greeted her. Come to think of it, the Empress candidates, including Clara, were also dressed more modestly than the Empress Dowager.
The Empress Dowager greeted the Empress candidates with a gentle smile, and then she looked at Amelia. Then, all at once, all the eyes of the people turned to her.
The Empress Dowager smiled and the expression she had as she looked at Amelia was like sayingâ
Get the hell out of here.
At that gaze, her breath seemed to get stuck in her throat. She shouldnât have come here either. Clara approached her.
âI didnât know you would come here again.â
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âIt wasnât your clothes that I pointed out, but you must have misunderstood.â
ââŚClara.â
âI donât know what the situation is, but it seems that you have been very rude to the Empress Dowager. The public opinion may not be good towards the noblesâ luxury, so today we were told to refrain from dressing upâŚâ
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âWhy donât you stop looking so dirty and just disappear from here?â
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âYou donât even deserve that dress.â
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Clara whispered to her quietly, covering her mouth with a fan. It was time for Amelia to feel the limit as she watched the girl clenching her teeth.
âHis Majesty the Emperor is entering!â
At those words, everyoneâs eyes turned to the entrance. The Emperor was only expected to participate on the last day of the banquet, but he was suddenly here.
Amelia looked behind her and saw the Emperor making his way with heavy steps. Amelia widened her eyes as she saw the Emperor entering the banquet hall.
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Why? He appeared in colorful clothes that were different from the ones he had worn in the morning. An ivory tailcoat embroidered with gold thread, and a red wine cloak fastened with aquamarine.
The splendor of his clothes matched perfectly with the Emperorâs beautiful appearance. Tall, broad shoulders. The appearance of the Emperor was unrealistic, like a painting. Amelia realized that he was a great man.
People had already forgotten about Amelia and focused on this handsome young man. The Emperor looked around him with a languid expression without saying a word, then looked at the Empress Dowager and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. And as he looked at Amelia with bright yellow gold eyes, he smiled brightly.
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She did not know whether the Emperor was smiling at her or Clara. As Amelia looked around, Clara turned her head to and fro, apparently thinking the same thing. Then she met Ameliaâs eyes.
Clara looked at Amelia and muttered, âNo wayâŚâ
The Emperor approached this way. His gaze was already on her. The eyes of the people alternated between Amelia and the Emperor. It was then that people noticed that something strange was going on.
The clothes of Amelia Laszlo and the Emperorâs were similar, as if they were put together as a set. Clara and Amelia realized it too. The Emperor then stepped right in front of Amelia.
âLady Laszlo.â
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He politely extended his gloved hand. Amelia hesitated whether to take the hand or not. Obviously, holding that hand would cause a bigger disturbance than this. Itâs still not too late.
She could have just left this place without holding his hand. She didnât know how sheâs going to live tomorrow, but wouldnât it be better to get out of this place with a plan than to suffer here?
She felt the urge to run away. Did he notice her hesitation? The Emperor suddenly reached out and took her hand.
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Deep, sunken golden eyes came into view. He clasped her hands tightly, as if he would not allow any escape. You canât run away. From the moment she caught the eye of the Emperor and entered the room, it was impossible.
She was led by the Emperorâs hand. People were startled by this situation and their eyes widened. The place where the Emperor took the hand and led it was in front of the Empress Dowager.
Amelia saw the Empress Dowager with a pained smile. And when she looked up at the Emperor, he had a very calm expression compared to the strength of his grip on her hand.
âGreetings, Mother.â
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âAre you ill anywhere?â
âNo, Your Majesty. Welcome.â
âYes, I didnât really want to participate, but I heard it was very interesting.â
âWhat do you mean interesting?â
âI heard that Mother took Miss Laszlo, so I came out like this.â
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âMother is really kind. I canât believe you gave her a dress that you wore before you got married, and now, youâre dressed simply. I canât even follow half of your generosityâ
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âIs it for this reason that you mentioned that everyone should refrain from dressing up today? There is nothing more powerful than giving the future Empress your dress. Mother, I am so moved.â
The Emperor really said that with such an expression. However, the words of the Emperor were more shocking to people than the expression on the Emperorâs face.
âYour⌠Majesty.â
The Empress Dowager clenched her teeth and called him. The Emperor smiled brightly. Looking at it, the Empress Dowager realized that she had been beaten.
Pretending not to notice, the Emperor seemed to have watched Amelia Laszloâs every move. Because all the palaces belonged to the Emperor.
Although the Empress Dowager was dressing Amelia up, it wasnât because he didnât notice or the Emperor had no communication, he apparently left her on purpose. It was a big mistake to place Amelia in a corner and give her the dress the Empress Dowager had previously worn before her wedding.
According to the Emperorâs words, it then seemed like Empress Dowager strongly supported Amelia.
âFuture Em, EmpressâŚâ
All the people looked at Amelia and her Emperor in turn in astonishment. The Emperor placed his hand tenderly on the shoulder of his future Empress and kissed her lips.
But the most astonishing thing was not the nobles who attended this banquet.
It was Amelia, the person involved.
The Empress, he said? Sheâll become the Empress of this country?
Now her head was swirling with things that were impossible to comprehend.
âAmelia.â
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âAre you mad, Amelia?â
The Emperor carefully asked Amelia as they entered the room. When he looked at her that way, itâs like he became a puppy, but she couldnât get rid of her stiff face.
âAmelia, donât do that. Talk to me.â
Then Ameliaâs gaze turned to the Emperor.
âHow could I be angry with Your Majesty?â
âBut right now, youâre not even looking at my face and youâre not talking. Even your face is stifferâŚâ
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Amelia didnât know what to say. She wasnât angry. Itâs just that the future she was presented with was too far-fetched.
âYour Majesty, with all due respect, may I ask you one thing?â
âYou can ask for ten.â
The Emperorâs face glowed.
âAre you really going to welcome me as Empress?â
âYes.â
A firm answer without a single lie. She clenched her fists, not knowing what to do.
âWhy?â
âThatâs because I want to.â
âWhy?â
âI want to give you the best treatment. I want to give you everything. I want to give only pretty things, delicious things, and precious things.â
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âBesides me.â
âWhyâŚâ
âBecause I want to.â
The essence of the question feels out of place. Amelia asked in frustration.
âSo, why?â
âDo I have to tell you? Because I fell for you.â
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Hearing his words, her head sank. And she realized that the Emperor no longer wanted to tell the truth.
No matter what she said, the words âI fell in loveâ would come out of his lips.
If the reason for this inappropriate situation was love, who would believe it? Again, there seems to have been something with her.
ââŚThen why are you treating me so respectfully?â
As Amelia changed her question, the Emperor widened his eyes.
âCome to think of it, thatâs right.â
He looked like he wasnât even aware of it. Thinking about it, it was strange. Rather, Amelia asked with the word ârespectâ. As an Emperor, it would be natural to hear respect from all over.
The Emperor smiled at Ameliaâs gaze.
âBecause I just wanted to. Letâs leave it at that.â
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Amelia grabbed the skirt of her dress. Then she slightly bit her lip and opened her mouth to ask.
âYour Majesty, do you know who I am?â
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âI am not a virgin.â
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âDo you know what I am called in the social world? Iâm called âDirty Ladyâ. Iâm a lewd prostitute, a promiscuous, dirty woman who likes menâs bodies. Everyone knows that. Thatâs why my fiance died as well.â
Amelia watched the Emperorâs expression grow increasingly displeased. She spoke almost desperately. Perhaps this poor-looking Emperor didnât know anything about her. She was afraid heâd get angrier later.
âI am not fit to be Empress.â
At that, the Emperor stretched out his hand. Was he trying to choke her neck? But the Emperor took her by the shoulders. And looking into Ameliaâs eyes, he said.
âYou put those words in your mouthâŚâ
The Emperor gasped for his breath. He grimaced and looked at Amelia as if pleading for something. Then he quickly lowered his head, took a deep breath and he smiled again. It looked like he was trying to force a smile.
âItâs okay.â
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âWhatâs so important about that? Iâm not a virgin either.â
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âIâm also lustful, and I like womenâs bodies. But Iâm not dirty. So you are not dirty either.â
It was Ameliaâs first time hearing those words. With her eyes wide open, she looked at the Emperor as he spoke those words to her.
It was something she had always wanted to hear. If she had been a little girl, she would have cried when she heard it. But now, she heard it too late. So she didnât even cry.
âYou saw it too. I tried to embrace you out of nowhere, and when I saw you, it stood up, and so on.â
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âActually, itâs still trying to stand up. No, just by looking at you.â
He took Ameliaâs hand and put it onto his crotch. She could feel the bulging pillar of flesh emanating heat. It was just as he said. Startled, Amelia looked at the Emperor.
âYou donât know about it, but I know you well, Amelia Laszlo.â
ââŚYour Majesty.â
âListen, this is an Imperial order. Donât ever defile yourself with those words again.â
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âBecause you will become my Empress.â
The Emperor looked up at Amelia with a burning gaze. Amelia didnât know what to do with his gaze filled with anger and subtle sadness.
Why was this person doing this to me? She wanted to believe the Emperorâs sweet words. But she knew the reality. She didnât want to believe it anymore, because she knew how harsh the world was to her. This uncompromising tenderness was instead raising her suspicions.