Those who had been gossiping about Redfieldās alleged drug use now turned their sights to Carlisle. Despite the worsening opinion, Carlisle remained unyielding. No one could get Redfield out of the Crown Princeās palace against his will, not even Empress Ophelia with her many soldiers. And so, Redfield remained trapped in the palace. After several days, the National Founding Day arrived.
Elena was meticulously tying Carlisleās cravat as usual. The situation so far didnāt seem favorable to him, but she never asked him a single question about it. That was the extent of how much she trusted in Carlisleās judgment. He had said he would blow the doors open at the National Founding Day, and she could only guess what would happen.
Upon seeing Elenaās serious expression, Carlisle gave a soft smile in attempt to lighten the mood.
āWhat are you thinking so hard about with such a cute face? Are you worried about what will happen today?ā
āā¦ā
āWell, many things may change depending on todayās outcome.ā
She glanced upwards at his face, and he continued on in a softer voice.
āWhat will you do if something terrible happens to me?ā
Despite his question, his gaze was confident. After ruminating on it for a moment, Elena replied in a casual voice.
āI donāt know. Perhaps I shall cut off the neck of the Second Prince? Then he wouldnāt be able to take the throne.ā
Carlisle gave a low chuckle at Elenaās words. He lowered his eyes and stared at her with a penetrating gaze.
āThatās just like you. But if you do that, the Empress will place many charges against us and have us both executed.ā
Killing the Second Prince, who had not even been formally convicted, would be a great risk to Carlisle, and an all-out war against Ophelia may force him to step down. Overthrowing the Imperial family by military force meant scorched earth tacticsāhe would not only have to remove Redfield, but Emperor Sullivan as well. If Carlisle tried to have Redfield killed in a half-hearted manner, he would only be further from the throne. Elena was aware of that as well.
āThat doesnāt mean I canāt do anything for you.ā
Carlisleās blue eyes trembled slightly at her unexpected show of support. He smiled faintly and brushed his fingers against her pale cheek.
āDonāt worry. There wonāt be trouble. If this goes to plan, then soon youāll hold your side of the contract you made a long time ago.ā
āThe contractā¦ā
The memory suddenly came to her head.
ā When you become empress as you desire, live only as my wife.
It was one of their agreements when they made their contract marriage. They wouldnāt sleep together until Elena became empress, which meant that the moment Carlisle took the throne, the pair would truly be coupled.
Elenaās heart pounded in her chest. She didnāt know why, but there was always a lingering heat in his eyes whenever he backed away from kissing her. She didnāt understand why he only came into their bedroom only when he was exhaustedāit was all because he was doing his best to keep his word with her.
āOn my coronation day, Iām thinking of burning the couch first.ā
Elenaās cheeks turned pink. Since the wedding, Elena slept on the bed, while Carlisle took the couch. She understood his implication.
āDo what you want. At that timeā¦you wonāt need a couch anyway.ā
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Elena suddenly felt embarrassed at the words that left her mouth, and her ears burned. Carlisle wasnāt the only one hoping for such a moment. More than anyone else, Elena hoped for the days when Carlisle would become emperor and she could keep her family safe. She hadnāt given the contract details much considerationā¦but when everything was finished, she would live just as Carlisleās woman.
āDonāt forget what you just said.ā
Carlisle stared at Elena with bright eyes, and carefully kissed her forehead as if to seal a vow. Despite the softness of his lips, his mouth felt as hot as when they fiercely kissed.
Elena looked up at him, and Carlisle cupped her cheek, her body feeling warmer than before.