âHere is where you will have an audience. His Majesty is inside, and you can eat inside.â After walking through the main palace for a while, the maid stopped in front of two grand doors. Ireneâs first impression of the huge door was âflamboyantâ. It reached the ceiling. She could see why the name of the flower garden to the palace path was called âThe Road to Goldâ. The main palace was indeed a huge chunk of gold. Everywhere the eye could see was gold. Gold sculptures, gold plating, gold curtains. Above all, the door to the audience room was gold. Of course, it was painted, but it appeared as a huge gold nugget. The maid blinked at the knight guarding the door.
âAnnouncing Duke Noel Kristen and Lady Irene Chase!â The knight opened the door with all his strength. Irene and Noel waited for it to fully open before slowly walking inside. It was called the audience room, but the interior was reminiscent of a fancy banquet hall. A large and colourful crystal, ruby and sapphire statue hung from the centre of the ceiling. Delicate vines were engraved into the stone pillars coated in gold, supporting the ceiling. The imperial knights were aligned from side to side. Behind the imperial insignia engraved on a huge gold pedestal, was a middle aged man on a golden throne.
âI greet you, Your Majesty.â
âI greet you, Your Majesty.â
Noel bowed his head at the man and uttered the courteous greeting, followed by Irene.
A moment of silence passed, and the voice of the mysterious man sounded.
âRaise your head. Duke Kristen, Lady Chase.â
At his command, Irene lifted her head. Though it was burdensome to look at him, Irene, unable to contain her curiosity about the emperor, looked up at him sitting on top of the platform. She soon understood why the palace was covered in gold.
Golden hairâŚ
The emperor was blonde. However, it was a shade of blonde like no other she had seen thus far.
âYou will be the Duchess of the Kristen House, so I should take a closer look at you. I hear you are favoured by the Grand Duke, but for him to be writing a letter himself, the rumours must be true.â Â Irene was embarrassed by the emperorâs unexpected words, but she did not want to show it.
Ridding herself of nervousness, she raised her head. When their eyes met, the emperor stared at her face. Feeling burdened by his gaze, as if he were searching for something, she took a step back. Immediately, Noel grabbed Irene by the shoulder and pulled her towards him.
âYour Majesty.â
The emperor finally came to his senses at Noelâs low voice. He blinked and resumed his place on the throne. The air was volatilely tense. What on earth was going on? Irene was embarrassed.
âIâm sorry, Lady Chase. Somehow, you looked familiar. If you were surprised, I apologise.â
ââŚoh, itâs fine.â
âIâve seen the face of the future Grand Duchess, and itâs been a long time since I last saw your face Noel. This is enough. Iâll approve of it soon. Why donât you take a look at the palace for a while?â
âYes, we shall leave then. Irene.â
Hearing the permission to leave, Noel gently grabbed Ireneâs wrist and tapped the back of her hand a few times. As if rubbing off poison.
âLetâs leave.â
âYesâŚâ
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Irene followed Noel outside of the audience room, briefly looking back before the door closed. The emperor was staring at her mysteriously.
Soon, the door closed and Irene followed Noel out of the main palace and returned to the garden they had passed earlier. There were still many beautiful flowers in full bloom in the garden, but they did not catch Ireneâs eyes.
âIs it bothering you?â
âYes?â
She was merely looking at the swaying flowers thoughtlessly, when she heard Noelâs voice. She looked back at him, puzzled.
âDoes His Majestyâs words and actions bother you?â he repeated. Ireneâs eyes fluttered for a moment, as if he had hit the nail on the head. She hesitantly nodded, and spoke quietly. âYesâŚâ
The emperorâs eyes had been obsessive, as if hunting for prey. She was concerned because of how he had unusually stared at her.
Or, maybe she had done something wrong.
âIf you get caught saying these things in the Imperial Palace, you wonât get away with itâŚâ
ââŚ?â
âHis Majesty will be afraid of Irene.â
âAhâŚ?â
Irene was appalled at Noelâs subsequent words. She quickly looked around to see if anyone had heard. Fortunately, it was only Irene, Noel, and the gardeners.
âWhat do you mean?â she said, stunned. âWhat if someone hearsâŚitâs too much to joke.â
âIâm not joking. Irene, you donât know how important you are.â
âWhat do you mean?
She stared at him, eyes shaking at his incomprehensible words. What on earth was he talking about?
âDo you know why I want to be the Grand Duke so badly?â
âThatâŚâ
She tried to answer as if it were obvious, but she was speechless. Come to think of it, it was strange. In Ireneâs eyes, Noel was not someone who converted power. In the slightest, he did not seem to enjoy reigning over someone in dominance. Then why?
âBecause if you donât become the Grand Duke, you can die.â