âHmm⌠Itâs pretty far. If you run the wagon to death⌠Letâs see. Even if I accelerate my way while sleeping only five hours a day, it is about two months. I have to cross a mountain range in the middle.â
Two months. It was the time that it would take to go to Delarta.
âItâs really far. If itâs two months to go.â
By the time she returned, it would feel even more far away. Lasilia glanced at the Emperorâs expression. The hand had been tightly held by the Emperor since before. It was from the moment she said that she wanted to go to Delarta. Since she was in a position to ask for something, she couldnât pull her hand out mercilessly. Her hands were still warming to a body temperature much hotter than hers.
âTwo months. Not bad.â
âThen why are you asking? It is a place where there is no communication with Elliarden.â
âBecause the empress needed something there.â
Lasilia, who thought he would reject her, saying that it was too far away, was relieved inside.
âNow⌠Can I go back?â
Even if she went back to Delarta, this wonât be over. Above all, she did not know what the situation was like in Delarta, or whether King Ricardo had left the Great Temple as it was. But the thought of being able to escape that unfamiliar place already weighed on her heart. If the high priest believed in her, something would come up.
âThen itâs my turn now.â
The Emperor tightened his hand and spoke softly into his ear.
âI heard your request, so I want you to listen to mine too.â
If she could go to Delarta, she could do that much.
âTell me.â
The Emperor would not ask for a new contact. Thatâs because that was for after getting her memories back. But it was something not to be taken lightly.
âI want to be with you for those two months.â
â⌠yes?â
She wondered what that meant.
âWhat exactly do you mean by being together, Your Majesty?â
âLiterally.â
âLiterally?â
âI will be by your side. always.â
âAlwaysâŚ?â
âSo that you donât misremember the past like today.â
Lescal lifted her hand and placed it on his lips.
âI will tell you word by word.â
That was strange, but it was also strange that it was two months.
âThat means⌠Are you saying that His Majesty will also go to Delarta?â
âNo.â
âThenâŚ?â
Lescal tilted his head.
âWhy should I go to Delarta?â
âPardon?â
âI have to call the priest here.â
ââŚâ
Lasiliaâs face hardened. No wonder it was too easy. It couldnât have been that easy.
* * *
âYou look so disappointed.â
Ryan came closer to her and whispered softly. He was preparing a place for the Emperor to stay in the Empressâ palace. He wasnât building a new room, but he had a lot to do, just like that. While the room next to him was crowded with courtiers and attendants, Ryan did not become the Emperorâs shadow, but remained in the Empressâ bedroom.
âAs if there was a reason to go to Delarta.â
â⌠It must have been embarrassing to see His Majestyâs generosity.â
It was the reason why La Silia couldnât insist on going to Delarta until the end. It was very exceptional for the imperial family to visit a foreign country for several months. There had to be a war or something like that. Since it was a special prayer, she said that it might have to be done at the shrine, and the Emperor said that if so, he would build one of Delartaâs shrines inside the imperial palace.
Then the chamberlain of the imperial palace moved quickly. As if preparations had already been made, the items for the Emperorâs use were brought to the Empressâ palace in a row.
âHmmâŚÂ You come out like that. Well, I see.â
Ryan accidentally touched a gardenia flower that was still fresh.
âThen, Her Majesty the Empress, it seems that Her Majesty is fine with the Emperor always sticking by her side, day and night, from now on?â
No, it couldnât have been okay. Even thinking about it again, she was angry with the chamberlain, Count Persson. But there was no way to do anything further. Lasilia decided to think of the good side.
First of all, it would be certain that the priest would come, so she would be able to hear the news of Delarta. If she was lucky, she might be able to get in touch with the high priest. It was the best she could do for her now.
âThatâs what happened, and I decided to accept it.â
âThatâs true. When did you become so resolute? In the past, if there was something you didnât like, the courtiers cut off their heads and ate it.â
The Empress, she was told to formally punish her courtiers as a norm. There were various reasons, and many said that things like stealing and insults were just excuses to kill. Lasilia thought the reason might have been to conceal her mark.
âIâm sorry. That I, who deserves to be blamed, donât remember anything now.â
âI know youâre not a person with a clear conscience anyway.â
There was no hesitation in Ryanâs words. She was sure the shadow knights hated the Empress. It was proof that the Emperorâs statement that he was on good terms with the Empress was an absurd lie.
âIsnât that oath absurd? If you memories return, youâll make contact. A blue moon could appear even tomorrow. His Majesty will have to lock himself in his room again and endure the terrible pain for several days.â
ââŚâ
Lasilia did not know exactly what kind of pain the Emperor was going through. There must be a limit to his understanding of the pain that the human body could endure. So she had to go back to where she was. Only when the fake disappeared would the Emperor find a true partner.
âYou may not believe it, but I am doing my best in my own way.â
âOh, amnesia is the best?â
âJust as it is your heart to be sarcastic, it must be my heart that is not comfortable to hear. If you donât have something to do, just leave.â
âWell, since you kicked everyone out, I have to get kicked out.â
Ryan quickly turned around. But before opening the door, Ryan looked back at Lasilia.
âIâm sure you remember well what I said earlier, Your Majesty the Empress. As much as the oath I made to His Majesty the Emperor.â
â⌠Of course I remember.â
âYou will have to.â
Thud!
Ryan closed the door and disappeared.
* * *
Beep beep!
Gooooo!
As soon as Ryan went out, the birds pecked at the window and cried. Lasilia looked at the closed door once more and then opened the window.
âWhatâs the matter? I didnât even call.â
â That woman, that woman.
â Itâs grumpy, itâs grumpy.
â Torturing, torturing.
Lasilia laughed.
âSo you came to kick me out again? Itâs okay.He is already gone.â
â Already gone? went?
-No, no.
This time a black bird came out.
â Harass, harass!
Pooh Deok!
Before Lasilia had time to stop, the black bird flew away.
âNo, donât do that!â
Lasilia shouted, but she was belated.
âIt didnât bother me too much. All I could say was a few words⌠Well, not yet.â
Not yet. So, until now, he hadnât found out that sheâs fake. After that, it was a long problem not knowing what would happen to her. Lasilia smiled bitterly and shook her head.
âI probably wonât. You guys go and dry them off.â
Then the remaining birds flapped their wings and screamed.
â Why why?
â That woman, that woman is grumpy. *
âNo. Not necessarily. Sheâs just so loyal to the emperor. Thatâs her job, and itâs not fair to punish her for working too hard on her job. Go dry the black bird.â
â Itâs strange, itâs strange.
â Fair, fair.
The birds protested vigorously, but when Racilia petted their head and begged them, she eventually chased after the black bird. Lasilia shook her head as she picked up some of her feathers that had fallen on her window sill.
âHe said he likes me, but he has a bit of a blind corner. What could be the reason?â
This place was still full of unknowns. And one of those things where she didnât know exactly what those birds were. Still, one seemed to know.
â⌠look alike.â
His blind personality was somehow reminiscent of the Emperor.
He said that if he had to go to the temple, he would rather build a temple.
* * *
âWhat is it, Ryan?â
âThis?â
Poof!
Leaving the Empressâ palace, Ryan tossed something into the air and caught it.
âI donât know either.â
âWhat? But what are you holding on to so tightly?â
âItâs Her Majestyâs.â
Ryan grinned and opened her palm, which was holding something in her.
â⌠rock?â
âLooking at it, it doesnât look like stone. So, isnât it very strange? Thereâs no way our evil Empressâd have the delicate sensibility to keep things like stones beautifully.â
Serben suddenly made a serious expression.
âThereâs no way Her Majesty would have given it to you⌠Could it be that you stole it?â
âItâs closer to being picked up than stolen.â
âThatâsâŚâ
âNo. Itâs different.â
Poof!
Ryan thrown and catched the stone like a joke again. She was joking, the stone she threw with the strength of her arm rose beyond sight and fell only after a while. Without looking, Ryan reached out and grabbed her stone.
âI was with Her Majesty for a while. She sneaks open the dresser drawer and this is what comes out. I secretly took it out and held it in my hand, but she didnât say anything when she saw it. Well, thatâs just saying.â
âHey, anyway⌠no. There must be a reason for what you did. Have you ever tested whether amnesia is real?â
âCompassion and honor.â
Whiing!
The stone flew again.
âShe is acting as if she has changed. With suspiciously common sense and nobleness. Even if I was openly sarcastic, she responded gracefully. Does that make sense? Our filthy and venomous Empress?â
âYou are so good at wrapping yourself.â
âWe were alone, but sheâs not the kind of person who would waste her talent for nothing.â
âAh, I canât argue with that.â
âSo now I am a bit confused. When people suffer from amnesia, they change completely, donât they?â
âI donât know.â
âHow did it happen? Itâs not just Her Majesty the Empress who has become a different person, His Majesty is like that too. Did you see him when he kicked the Little Duke of Peelion? Isnât it against the etiquette to kick a noble, no matter how majestic he is?â
âItâs very different.â
âYouâre not the only one who doesnât know that, why are you doing that? Itâs like a suspicious husband who canât control his anger after witnessing his wife with another man⌠No, but my stone! where did my stone go? Itâs time to fallâŚâ
Ryan was searching the air with her eyes wide open for the stone.
âChaaaaaaagh!â
Pod!
A black bird appeared somewhere, cutting through the wind, and snatched a red stone with its beak.
âEvil! Itâs that crazy bird from back then! Hey you crazy! Are you saying youâre going to eat a stone?â
Ryan hastily drew her sword and ran.
âCaw!â
The black bird flew high as if mocking Ryan.
âThere! If I caught you, all your fur would be pulled out!â
Soon, Ryan also became a dot.
Left alone, Serben shook his head.
â⌠Why did she have a real stone anyway? It really doesnât suit her.â
It was absurd to say that the Empress treasured stones that were not even jewels.
âIsnât it an ordinary stone?â
As for the answer, she would know when Ryan came back safely with the stone. But Ryan couldnât catch the black bird.
The Black Bird also failed to return the stone to Lasilia. It was because the Emperor returned to the Empress after a short move at that time.