âThe balcony across the hallway on the second floor will have a nice view, will it be open?â
âWhat did you come to the party for? Donât you want to socialize?â
Hanging out with people? Really? Was he not thinking about his safety? Even if he covered his face, it wasnât hard to recognize acquaintances. I easily found Vincenzo sitting at a table far away and sighed inwardly. I couldnât stop thinking about whether or not people would recognize the emperor.
He looked around and muttered, âAll eyes are on you.â
âThereâs nothing we can do about it.â
âHmm.â The emperorâs eyes swept through me. âRed hair isnât that common, and itâs that long too. No matter how much you cover your face with a mask, anyone can tell that itâs you.â
Of course, it was true that I had a hair color that grabbed attention no matter where I went. But who would stare at someone you ran into every day? It was the emperor himself who was drawing attention.
Compared to the boys who were still attending the academy, his broad shoulders and masculine beauty drew attention. Besides that, he had a sharp jawline and a strong physique. He would have caught anyoneâs eye.
However, I didnât want to compliment the emperor so glibly, so I just shrugged. âIâm a little more beautiful today, though.â
The emperor stared at me again and nodded, the joke falling flat. I pouted.
This was why one shouldnât argue with politicians. They were exceptionally good at making others feel embarrassed.
I changed the subject. âBut Iâm glad itâs so peaceful. I think the raider or whatever has decided to quit today.â
âNo, Iâm sure they came.â
I almost brushed off his comment due to his nonchalant tone.
âYesâŠ?â
âI canât specify who it is unless I use my powers, but I can feel that theyâre here. Iâm sure itâs the one who came into your room.â
âOhâŠâ
From the time I dragged the emperor out of the palace, I was already given a huge task to bring the emperor back safely.
I looked around and saw those standing next to me leaving their seats. There werenât that many people in the academy who could make such a stir.
I smiled at the lady who wore a red dress in a very similar design to what I had at the court banquet last time. âHi, Vicky.â
She looked me up and down, and even shot a look at my partner standing next to me. âOh, a partner. Where did you get your clothes? Youâve been riding in the palace wagon and youâve been chosen for a charitable effort for the poor, havenât you?â
I glanced down at my clothes. It was too much to call this a charitable effort. She would have known that just one of my earrings was worth a fortune if only she had the eye for it.
âI got it as a gift.â
âIâm sure you did. A gift⊠This is why you shouldnât let the vulgar mix with the aristocracy. I donât know what theyâre going to have to get out of their tails.â
I had no reaction to that, but the emperor seemed a little annoyed. But problems became bigger when the emperor opened his mouth, so I clasped his arm to silently ask him not to, hoping that Vicky would stop getting on his nerves and leave.
Alas, hope was such a fragile thing.
âAre you sure youâre graduating early?â
Vickyâs blue eyes flashed when I nodded. âYou must have paid off the instructors. How can someone like you graduate early?â
âWhat about me?â
âOh, youâre playing dumb, now?â
âIâm not asking because I donât know. Didnât you just say that Iâm from a low background and that I donât have money? But now youâre telling me I paid for my early graduation. Iâm asking you to explain, because you keep saying nonsense.â
âThis isâŠ!â
âIf graduating from the academy is as easy as dropping a few coins into the right pockets, then Iâm sure youâll have no problem doing the same.â
âShut up!â
Vicky hated losing in the presence of others. Perhaps I imagined it, but it seemed as though the skin under her colorful mask turned red.
She took a deep breath, perhaps conscious of the eyes watching us. Vicky glared at me. âYouâll regret graduating in a hurry.â
âWill I?â
âI told you so, didnât I? Weâre totally different in society outside the academy. Remember when I told you you wouldnât even dare look back at me once I marry the emperor? When the time comes, youâll be begging to lick my feet. Youâre not even going to come into the palace.â
Ah, Iâd managed to rein the emperor and myself in until now. Why mention the emperor at all? I couldnât control my exasperation.
As expected, my partner brought his face closer to Vickyâs eye level, staring.
She stared at me as if unable to believe what she was looking at, and then her mouth dropped open. It was impossible not to recognize the emperorâs scarlet eyes.
Somehow, I felt sorry for her.
âI donât think itâs been decided yet whether or not I will marry you.â
âYour Majesty, Your MajestyâŠâ
Vickyâs white skin turned even paler.
The emperor shushed her with a hand. âShh. Iâm here for a reason, so donât tell anyone.â
She nodded hastily. She mumbled something unintelligible, then rushed away.
Well, that was unfortunate. She couldnât have wanted to be seen talking like that in front of the man she loved.
That was why I usually tried to think before I spoke.
While I was biting my tongue, I could see those who used to stick to me whenever I came to the academy.
If they stuck to me again, the emperor, who didnât want to spend time on useless things like greetings and small talk, would reveal his identity again.
I pulled his arm quickly. âYour Majesty.â
âHm?â
âIf you donât go to the second floor or avoid anyone, youâre going to get in trouble. Letâs take a walk, Your Majesty.â
âWhat is it?â
âHa ha, Iâve been in the imperial carriage for too long and Iâve become popular all of a sudden. I donât want to receive dance requests all of a sudden.â
His lips curled. âYou were a good dancer last time.â
That was because I followed the emperorâs guide. It was fun in its own way, but the dance in front of everyone remained a bit of a shameful memory. He was making fun of me and I glared at him, but he didnât care about how I felt and was turning to the dance floor.
So he wanted to dance, now? I doubted that he just wanted to play hooky, except it was just an assumption that someone suspicious would appear here. It was weird that they actually showed up.
The troupe, made up of academy students, was performing songs one after another. Although it might have been more subdued compared to the magnificent orchestra performance of the Imperial Palace banquet, the string quartet, the pride of the academy, was very pleasing to listen to.
The raucous dance tunes turned into a slow waltz.
The emperor turned around, took a step away, and reached out to me. His smirk was strangely unpleasant, so I started complaining instead of accepting his hand.
âDangerous people are here too, remember?â
âWeâll be too conspicuous if we donât play the part. Iâve come all the way here, shouldnât I fully support my secretaryâs play?â
No, it seemed like he just wanted to have fun.
I was hesitant, but starting with the group who ignored me when I was in Class B, I could see people approaching me. Iâd rather dance than converse with those prejudiced students. And so in the end, I had the extraordinary experience of going to the dance floor holding the emperorâs hand at the year-end party.
This dance floor had a very different atmosphere from the palaceâs. The academy students, who were in their late teens and early 20s, were looking for partners, standing in a way I had never seen before. Their eyes as they danced with their crushes turned sweet like honey.
The emperor and I stepped back from each other, greeting each other formally as everyone else did, then came back and stood face to face. He respectfully placed his hand on my back and started dancing.
âOh, you must have memorized the dance by now.â
âI have you to thank for that.â
I was a troublesome subordinate with a disgraceful past, and I just barely missed treading on the emperorâs toes back then. At least I donât look as embarrassing dancing as before.
After having practiced this waltz countless times, I could now see that he really was skilled at leading. It wasnât that much of a surprise, though, since he had probably needed to learn this as a child.
As we spun around the floor, I caught a glimpse of Vincenzo, obviously looking at me. He might have recognized the emperor.
I was a little apologetic when I had to decline him, but I knew heâd understand.
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Hmm? Did I miss the beat while my thoughts were elsewhere?
My face almost bumped against his chest. I was saved by his steady hands.
âWhere do you keep looking?â
âYesâŠ?â
The emperor, who took a small step back, had a smile that looked annoyed and amused at the same time.