The drenched coat fell to her feet. Lasilia, who had become much lighter, turned her head to face the Marquise of Farshad.
âWhat does that mean? Itâs medicine.â
The Marquise nervously swallowed her dry saliva.
âDidnât you promise me? I will give Count Ayefâs inheritance right to my second son, not the Countâs daughter.â
It seemed that Count Ayef had no sons. Anyway, that didnât matter.
âSo, in exchange for you waiting on my clothes, I decided to deprive you of another familyâs right to inherit? Is my understanding right now?â
âIsnât it normal to wait on clothes, Her Majesty? How long have I been doing the lockdown? âŠ!â
Racilia cut off the Marquise.
âI donât know what you mean by that. As you know, I remember nothing of the former.â
ââŠthat, like that⊠I, you donât even have to do that to me, Your Majesty the Empress.â
The Marquise also assumed that her amnesia was fake.
âWhat do you mean? âYou donât have to do thatâ? Amnesia may not be selective depending on the person.â
ââŠâ
The Marquise twisted her mouth and held her hands tightly.
âTo me⊠You cannot do this, Her Majesty. If you knew what I was protecting you, you couldnât do this to meâŠâ
âWell. I donât know what that means either. What do you mean you are protecting me?â
âYou know? How the mark is going.â
Again, her guess was correct. The Marquise was robbing her, holding the Empressâs secret like her sword. Maybe it was the Empress who gave her the sword first, but that didnât matter to her. The Marquise could see that she wielded her sword when she wanted, as long as she held a sword.
âA mark?â
But just because she was, that didnât mean she had to take the knife in silence.
ââŠyes?â
âWhat is the mark?â
As if the Marquise of Farshad couldnât believe it, she put on a puzzled expression.
âNo way⊠Are you going to pretend you donât even know the signs?â
âI donât remember anything. So letâs talk. What are the signs and what do they mean? And if I donât take away Count Ayefâs right to inherit, what will you do with that fact?â
âThat⊠Then, ah, are you saying that it doesnât matter if it is known?â
âLike I said, I donât know what it is. It seems like it shouldnât be known that youâve been hiding it for me.â
âNo, of course! If His Majesty the Emperor finds outâŠ!â
âThen? Whatâs going on?â
âYes? That, thatâs right, the Pielion familyâŠâ
âThe Farshad family? Weâve been hiding secrets together until now, but does the Fashad family have anything to do with it?â
âThat⊠crabâŠ?â
There was one thing the Marquise of Fascard did not know. She knew that no human being was as useless as the Prophet. If the premise of blackmail was disclosure, it posed no threat to the Prophet. The prophetâs duty was to expose.
âIf there is a guarantee that the Peelion family will be harmed and the Fashad family will be safe alone, then speak to His Majesty. I donât remember anything, so I have nothing more to say.â
âAhâŠâ
The Marquise made a strange moan and bit her lip. Up until now, the Marquise would have obtained this or that from the Empress through threats disguised as her loyalty. When the Empress refused to pay any more, citing her amnesia as an excuse, she said that if the Marquise divulged her secret, all that was left was to die together. Lasilia revealed that she would never die alone. That changed the positions of the blackmailer and the threatened.
âIf that was all you could say, I would like you to take off my clothes. I want to wash myself.â
ââŠYes, Her Majesty the Empress.â
With her face pale as if she had just rolled over in the snow, the Marquise began to take off her underdress.
Took, todukâŠ
Her trembling fingertips began to unbutton her buttons.
âA little faster.â
Lasilia has been chasing the Marquise.
âAh, ah! âŠyes, yes. Her Majesty the EmpressâŠâ
For some reason, the Marquise started to panic even more.
âDonât be too scared. You just have to do what youâve been asked to do. Then I will treat you as before. If your hands are shaking too much, wait a bit.â
âThat⊠Ah, I understand.â
Her hands, which had been trembling for a while, stopped moving. Then, as if she had settled down, she began to move properly. So Lasilia did not know that she had something else that made the Marquiseâs hands tremble.
The fact that when she unbuttoned all the buttons on her undergarment, the mark that had been erased for more than half had clearly revived right above her buttocks.
* * *
âPut it on, Your Majesty.â
Lescal finished the bath in five minutes. It was at the level of soaking a soapy body in hot water once. Today, Serben did not stop wiping the water.
Lescal, who disliked contact with other humans, tended to do quite a bit of work alone. Anyway, after wiping off all the water, Serben put on new clothes on Rascalâs body.
Lescal asked without a word as he pushed his arm through his shirt and buttoned it up.
âWhat about Ryan?â
âI understand that you are planning a bird hunt.â
âI will allow her to hunt birds. But take her sword away.â
ââŠyes?â
It was an unexpected statement, so Serben put on a puzzled expression.
âShe has to take responsibility for the Empress drowning. It is one month.â
âHa, one month at a time?â
If she wasnât allowed to carry the sword for a month, Ryan would almost certainly turn into a beast driven mad by her frustration.
âCan you cut it down a bit, Your Majesty?â
Serben asked cautiously, but the answer was like a knife.
âNo.â
ââŠShe will suffer immensely and regret it. All right.â
During the month that Ryan would suffer, it was certain that he would become the object of her anger. Serben was trying to comfort her, who was already suffering, and was finishing her clothes.
âYour majesty?â
ââŠâ
Lescal suddenly sank to the floor. He didnât hit it hard on the butt, thanks to the footrest he used to put on his shoes, but it was definitely odd.
âWhy is that? Have you ever been hurt?â
Serben came up behind him and grabbed Lescalâs ankle.
âNo. I wasnât hurtâŠâ
There were no injuries. Until a little while ago, Lescal was moving without any problems. And there was never a time when such keen senses failed to notice an injury. However, it was the sight of Lescalâs hands that made them both speechless.
âWhy is this happening?â
Lescal asked, looking at his hand that didnât stop shaking even when he gave it strength.
âThat is⊠Umm⊠Maybe you can finally feel the shock you got when you saw Her Majesty fall into the water.â
There were frequent cases of belated shock when a severe injury to the level of amputation of limbs was received. It was a common thing for knights living with swords.
âShock⊠is it.â
âYes. You will be very surprised.â
At those words, Lescal briefly remembered what had happened in the canal. He hear a splash and the sound of the Empress falling into the water repeated over and over again, and cold sweat began to flow. He felt sick to his stomach.
âI donât want anything to happen to the Empress in the future.â
Lescal spat out low, clenching his fists with trembling hands.
âI might lose control of my body.â
âUh, that⊠If thatâs the case, yes. I donât think so.â
Lescal quickly raised his head.
âFrom now on, you will be the Empressâ escort.â
âYes?â
Serben pointed a finger at himself with a surprised expression.
âIs that what you mean?â
âRyan canât use her sword for a month.â
âNo, I⊠I am a Shadow Knight, Your Majesty!â
It meant that he was well aware that he had been in charge of His Majestyâs bodyguard even before the ink on his knightâs commission had dried.
âTherefore.â
âNo, Your Majesty⊠The Emperor and Empress are different, so the escorts are different, butâŠâ
âThey will be the same from today.â
Serben tried his best not to cry.
âNo. Itâs different. Her Majesty the Empress is His Majestyâs companion and a member of the Imperial Family, but she does not inherit imperial blood.â
âIt will be the same.â
Lescal was adamant. It was like nothing else could be the answer.
âWhen the Empress fell into the water, my heart seemed to break. If the empress dies, I will die too. So itâs the same.â
âOh no, thatâŠÂ so suddenlyâŠâ
âProtect her. Make sure nothing happens to her.â
âThat⊠If so, as you wish.â
Serben nodded his head as it was, weighed down by the Emperorâs momentum. In fact, it seemed meaningful to designate an escort for the Empress at this point, when Lescal had already decided to stick with the Empress for twenty-four hours, but there was something else to think about ahead of that.
The Emperor thought that it would be right for her to be his true partner.
âI donât think Ryan will like it very much.â Serben muttered to himself. âOf course Iâm bad too. If itâs Her Majestyâs personalityâŠâ
With that personality, it was clear to his eyes how much more terrible she would be when she knew the Emperor was sincere. Even now, the Empress lived by stirring her palace as she pleased. Her extravagance was nothing. She unreservedly summoned her unmarried lover to her palace, killed several of her unknown courtiers, and buried dissatisfied nobles very often. Even when the Emperor showed no affection for the Empress, she lived like that. Now that the Emperor cared for her as if she were his own lifeâŠ
âItâs obvious without looking at it.â
Horrible was not enough to say. Serben bit his teeth and read his heart.
âWe should try to prevent that from happening as much as possible. Perhaps she is fortunate to have become Her Majestyâs escort.â
As far as possible, the Empress should remain unaware of the Emperorâs true feelings.
âBut if he says it like that, even an idiot will notice⊠This is really embarrassing.â
He had to use the child anyway. First of all, he intended not to tell anyone useful information about the Empressâ love of Denia flowers.
* * *
Thud!
He came quickly too. It felt like she was getting used to the sudden appearance of the Emperor.
âAre you here, Your Majesty?â
She was fortunate enough that he came when she was at least dressed in her clothes.
The Emperor brushed his blonde hair with a strangely anxious look on his face.
âI didnât mean to take this long. The bath was finished quicklyâŠâ
The bath was finished quickly, but it seemed like something else was going on. No, normally it takes a long time but it was too fast.
âI know that there is a distance to the Imperial Palace. You are not late at all.â
His nervous expression slightly brightened.
âThen.â
The Emperor sat next to her very casually. The problem was that Lasilia deliberately sat on the sofa for one person, fearing this would happen, and despite this, the Emperor sat on her armrest. He naturally clung to her body. There were naturally clear golden eyes looking down this way. Looking at it, she wondered if she could adapt to that glitz, and now it seemed that she could read the expression to some extent.
The Emperor lightly gripped the tip of her Lasiliaâs hair and kissed her on the lips.
âI was late because I was shocked because of you.â
âI see.â
She didnât think he needed to kiss her.
âSo I guess weâll have to keep making exceptions until the shock wears off.â