The adoption process took place in an instant. The Duke of Shryden verbally requested the adoption from the Emperor of Eliardon, and the Emperor made two documents saying that he orally consented and stamped them. Serben, Ryan, and Yvette were surprised that Lord Shryden had the official seal. It was shaped like a new sole, but a seal was a seal.
âAhem. Would you put this in the chest of drawers with my bill of lading, Sir Sigres?â
As Serben accepted the imperial document that the parrot handed over with one foot, he looked as if he couldnât even say anything.
âThat, that⊠I will.â
âAhem.â
Shryden 1st flew into the golden cage.
âOh, then what should I do now? Would it be all right if I continued serving as a court lady at the Empressâ palace as usual, Her Majesty?â
Unfortunately, it was something Lasilia was completely unaware of. Her experience dealing with royalty did not mean she knew enough about the customs or class system of aristocratic society.
âWell. What do you want to do?â
âI am grateful if I can continue to work. Itâs just that my status has changed, right? If I donât have to reveal that Iâve just been adopted into the ducal family, Iâd like to just stay like this.â
Ryan interrupted.
âThen make her a maid. It is strange that the daughter of a duchy continues to do the hard work that courtiers do.â
âLa-laâŠlady-in-waiting? Me?â
Yvette pointed to her face with a frightened expression.
âGee, that canât be. I am thatâŠâ
âYou are the daughter of a Duke, now. Although youâre an adopted child.â
âSure⊠that, yesâŠ? Woe, Her Majesty the Empress?â
Somehow Yvette seemed to be having trouble breathing, so Lasilia gave her a pat on the back.
âIf you want, do it. ⊠No, Iâd rather you do that.â
Short thoughts, quick decisions. Yvette was the only person who knew about Pippi. She had no one more helpful than Yvette when it came to taking care of Pippi for the time being. If she became a court lady rather than a maid, she could keep her by her side without having to deal with other maids, so her secrets would be safer.
âThat, that, that⊠Then Iâm very thankful, th-thank you.â
Yvette still stuttered.
âI, really⊠Itâs like a dream⊠Iâm not too crazy, but I think Iâm very happy. Itâs something Iâve never thought of⊠I am not a knight, but I will be loyal with my life, Your Majesty the Empress.â
âNo. You donât have to go that far. You just have to do your part.â
Lasilia gently squeezed Yvetteâs hand and let it go. That small gesture contained the meaning of taking good care of Pippi, who had no choice but to leave it here.
âMy role⊠ah yes I will keep this in mind, Her Majesty.â
Since she became the adopted daughter of the Duke of Shryden, the northern tower was also Yvetteâs home. She decided to become a formal lady in-waiting from tomorrow, and Yvette remained in the northern tower.
* * *
Even while returning to the Empressâ palace from the northern tower, Lescal did not let go of Lasiliaâs hand.
âStrange. Why the hell is holding my hand?â
That kept bothering her.
âThis person is doing this because of the Blue Moon, butâŠâ
There was still no room for the moonlight to shine outside. However, after a little more time and the sun went down, the disparate deep blue moonlight would bathe the whole night.
âYou know what?â
The Emperorâs voice broke through the sound of footsteps.
âWhat do you mean?â
âThat you never once asked me to let go of your hand after I asked you to.â
âThat is⊠okay.â
This was why she was afraid of the debt of her heart. But it was something worth paying for. She knew that what Lescal did was not so simple. The words that she wanted to do the favor no matter what the risk was still making her heart tingle.
âI know itâs for contact. Still a bitâŠâ
Maybe itâs too friendly. Was it necessary to be so kind?
âSo I feel very good right now.â
ââŠâ
Lasilia missed her reply when Lescal lowered his head abruptly.
âIf there is anything I ask of you in the future, I hope you will always do it.â
âThat⊠All right.â
âYou have to do it. Definitely, definitely.â
ââŠâ
With that said, it sounded like asking for favors was rather patronizing.
âItâs too strange.â
The relationship between the Empress and the Emperor was too strange. She felt like everything she had been told was a lie.
âIs it not just instincts that remain in a blue moon, but also emotions?â
In any case, their exact relationship would be known after the Blue Moon was over.
âIf I have a favor to ask of you, I will tell you without hesitation.â
Lasilia concealed her confusion with those words. The night came faster than expected.
* * *
âTonight you will have to sleep in one room. As you know from what you went through yesterday, even if you reject His Majesty, itâs useless anyway.â
âI get it.â
It was something she was determined to do. It would be useless to be in the same space since she wasnât the real one, but she couldnât avoid it. It wasnât that the mutation wasnât scary. However, she also knew that when the moonlight faded, the Emperor would quickly return to his original body. She would only have to hold out somehow until dawn. Besides, there was a corner to believe in one thing. Perhaps because of his instinct toward her companion, the Emperor did not harm her even when he underwent mutations. Yesterday and today, too. The Emperor, who had transformed into a demon, simply embraced the person he believed to be his companion. So tonight it would be alright.
âOh, um⊠Are you willing to accept it?â
The one who panicked was Ryan, who deliberately and coercively spoke to her.
âWasnât the sir in a position to criticize me for not fulfilling my role in the Blue Moon? Why are you surprised?â
âI know, right⊠Itâs time to get used to it, but it keeps surprising me. It must be because it is so different from before.â
âComparing things I canât remember is something I canât answer. Deliver my answer to His Majesty, and bring him to the Empressâ palace when the time is right.â
âI understand, Her Majesty the Empress. Then⊠Oh, one more thing.â
Ryan, who was about to turn his back and leave the bedroom of the Empressâ palace, turned her body around again.
âWhy did you go to the North Tower? No matter how much I think about it, I donât think thereâs anything to see there.â
She thought of the answer in advance in case someone asked. It was a little surprising that the person was Ryan, not the Emperor.
âWhen I have time, I look around the palace. I wonder if it will help bring back memories. I just came across the North Tower by accident.â
âIt was a coincidence, but why did so many guards never see His Majesty?â
âThatâs their business, not mine to explain.â
âWell, thatâs not wrong. We need to kill more guards, oh.â
Ryan, who seemed to think about something for a moment, asked again.
âIâm asking just in case, do you still have the same impression of His Majestyâs appearance even if you look at His Majestyâs side during the day instead of at night?â
âWhy do you have to ask that?â
âI was just genuinely curious. Night and day can be different, right? Her Majesty may have been very surprised when he suddenly broke down the door and entered.â
It was not very comfortable to ask questions about peopleâs appearance. To Lasilia, who was accustomed to the silence and darkness of a room without a mirror, a personâs appearance did not mean much. The moment to be seen was short and there was a lot of time to forget.
âIn the case of that person, though, the memory lasts longer because itâs so intense.â
Besides, todayâs day was better than last nightâs. Probably because her bones didnât protrude, which made her look less painful.
âBecause it was daytime, there wasnât much variation. Iâm glad he suffered less.â
âAh⊠I didnât expect you to say that. So youâre saying you havenât changed your mind?â
âThere is no reason to change. Itâs not like His Majesty has changed just because he went through a mutation for a while.â
The change in his appearance was nothing compared to the growing friendliness of him.
âIt seems that His Majestyâs transformation has no effect on Her Majesty the Empress. All right.â
Ryan lightly bent her back.
âThen I will bring His Majesty.â
Ryan closed the door and stepped out. Alone and without the help of her maids of honor, Lasilia, who had changed into her nightgown, opened the window and sat down on the single-use sofa underneath, gazing at the blue moon. Her time at the imperial palace was risky, but there were also good points. Because she could look out of the window at any time.
* * *
âThere is nothing special about the northern tower. Not yet.â
âAh, thatâs right.â
âItâs hard to believe, but the Duke of Shrydenâs story is true. The library manager confirmed it.â
âHe had no doubts. Itâs just what the Emperor would do.â
âIn case you didnât know, I also investigated the court ladyâs background. Her mother died when she was young, and her father also died in the army. She has two younger siblings and both are still minors. She is not in extreme poverty, but she is not in a position to refuse money either. And it has been confirmed that she worked at the Imperial Library.â
âOh, must have been a bookworm. So, she did everything she could to read something like the Imperial Records. Havenât you read all the books in the library?â
ââŠâ
Serben, who was in charge of escorting the Empress, could not escape from the Empressâ palace. And Ryan was on her way to the Emperorâs palace, humming her lightly now. After staring at Ryan, who had no intention of stopping her steps, Serben eventually stopped in front of her.
âWait, Ryan.â
âWhy?â
âWe have something to talk about. Arenât you worried?â
âWhat is there to worry about?â
âWhat? Does it make sense that Her Majesty the Empress coincidentally happened to be alone with a court lady in the northern tower? Of course not, whatâs going on? Itâs something she has to do away from Your Majesty and our eyes.â
Ryan clicked her tongue and shook her head.
âSo what? What, you want to overturn everything that has already been done? His Majesty will take good care of it.â
âNo, even if His Majesty is like that⊠Neither you nor I can do that. We should either keep an eye on that palace guard or something. I naturally thought you would bring it up first.â
âOh, did you?â
Then, without warning, Ryan kicked Serben in the shin. Serben held onto his shin and held back the scream that was about to explode.
âUgh! Why, kick it, yes. In words⊠You can do it.â
Serben barely spit it out with arrogance.
âBecause you acted so stupid today. At times like this, if I hit you once, Youâll come to your senses.â
âI, what?â
âTsk tsk⊠That palace maid has now become a lady-in-waiting. As the daughter of the Duke of Shryden. Donât you know what that means?â
âHmm?â
Serben let go of his shin and looked at Ryan.
âDidnât she just ask him to make her a lady-in-waiting?â
âRight now, the maid of honor in the Empressâ palace is the Marquis of Fashad.â
âSo?â
âWhat will the Marquise look like when the Dukeâs daughter suddenly appears? To say that she is Her Majestyâs maid of honor is to say that she is number two in the social world. Of course, all requests to Her Majesty have to go through the Marquis Fashad.â
Serbenâs expression changed.
âThen?â
âIf there is something suspicious about the daughter of the Duke of Shryden, the eight ladies-in-waiting will take care of it without us trying.â