Originally, this room was a library, and I wouldnât have been so surprised if it had been given to me for that exact reason. Knowing the accommodations were made for my needs, the gesture was breathtakingly moving.
I gently touched the spines of the leather-bound books with my hand. It felt good to touch the engraved title of the books. There were so many books that when the windows were closed and the curtains were pulled down, the smell of paper filled up the suite.
These were large books that were difficult to obtain even if you paid a lot of money. There were books related to politics, economy, culture, history, folktales, and novels of the Burg Empire, and Golddinaâs magic books and storybooks were also placed at one end.
Without realizing it, I pulled out one of them and held it in my hand. It was a familiar book that I first read in Golddinaâs back alley. Having lived so poorly that I couldnât even think of buying books, I would always read in a secondhand bookstore, gobbling the words hastily. Iâd never thought Iâd have something like that in my room.
âDo you like it?â
âAhh!â
A familiar hand came from behind and grabbed the book I had dropped in my surprise. I grumbled when I felt the emperorâs chest against the back of my head, as he returned the book back on the shelf.
ââŚYou were surprised.â He stepped back, a smile in his low voice.
I turned to face him.
âI definitely knocked.â
âUsually when you knock, the other person has to hear it.â
âIf I knock, you have to listen.â
I pouted in annoyance, but when I saw the bookshelf again, my mouth curved into a smile without my knowing.
âIâm glad you like it.â
âThatâs⌠who wouldnât like it? However⌠itâs too much.â
He grinned at me. âYou havenât realized that I put it there for you, have you?â
âWhat?â
âIâve brought these to you so that you can look into anything immediately if I ask you to. I donât have a hobby of having incompetent subordinates.â
Yeah, he probably didnât decorate the bookshelf for my viewing pleasure. But it was true that I needed these to fulfill my duties. Being a secretary to the emperor didnât seem too bad. Not at all.
I looked up at him, trying to hide my happy face as much as I could, full of daydreams about my future. âWhat brings you here, Your Majesty?â
âI was wondering how the year-end party outfit was going.â
âIs it really okay for you to go there yourself?â
âAm I in the way? Itâs really no big deal on my part.â
âNo, itâs not like thatâŚâ
Honestly, I would be embarrassed if he had been the one to ask me to put my safety first with such sincerity. But it was just so ridiculous that the most important and at-risk person in all of the empire was so brazen so as to attend an academy party.
âHow are you going to get a bodyguard into the masquerade?â
âMy people know what to do, so there is no concern.â
âYou know the academy is protected by magic.â The emperor laughed and sat on the sofa. âWho do you think created that magic?â
I took a step closer to him and covered my mouth. âNo wayâŚâ
âYeah, you donât think itâs just a prop, do you?â
âI see.â
âThen you wonât have any complaints anymore, will you?â
âNo, my lord.â
He waved my words away tiredly. âThe day I went to the National Assembly, I was faced with deafening opposition. I donât want to hear anything like âyou canât do itâ from my secretary.â
âYes, sirâŚâ I answered without realizing it.
âYou really donât listen.â
âIâm sorry.â
The emperor, who was lolling around on the sofa, tossed and turned uncomfortably. He looked tired, so why wasnât he going back to his room? Wasnât his back uncomfortable?
His eyes roved across my face and glanced at my clothes and badge. âHowâs the dress you were wearing last time coming along? Iâm pretty sure youâll need it for the party.â
âYes, Serena⌠is helping.â
âWhat about the others? Do they all fit?â
What do you mean?
ââŚWhat?â
âI guess you havenât checked your closet yet.â
I was mesmerized by the library and hadnât yet checked out the closet next to him, but I heard him stand abruptly and open the door to the next room. The antique, giant canopy bed, apparently moved from the old room, was now well-matched with other furniture of the same type. A beautifully patterned dressing table and drawers were placed to the side, and a large wardrobe stood on the opposite end.
The closet was so huge that I couldnât reach the edges even if I spread my arms horizontally. Inside were light pants and dresses hanging in a row, already pressed and laundered, suitable for daily wear.
âOhâŚâ
As long as it was my job to carry out the emperorâs will right next to him, my clothes represented him. I had to look the part.
I was once again struck by the realization that I was really an official secretary now as I touched the imperial uniform. I changed into it and then I put on my badge again. I looked somewhat unfamiliar in the mirror, but I felt proud of how I looked, somewhat.
When I went outside, the emperor got up from the sofa. âYou look good in uniform, too.â
âReally?â
âYouâre smiling so widely that your mouth is going to rip.â
Was I? I pressed my fingers against the corners of my mouth.
He nodded. âThen shall we go over todayâs routine?â
âOh, the schedule isnât done for today?â
âItâs just the beginning.â
The former secretaryâs complaints of overwork rang in my ears.
As I had always seen the emperor relaxed in his bed, I had no idea how busy he had been.
The rest of the day has passed by meeting and talking to people, persuading and ordering, receiving reports of investigative data, and checking the status of the border.
The rumors of the change in secretary followed the emperor around and drew attention to him. I had to wrap up the day chasing him while receiving glares from either the imperialists or the empress.
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Itâd been such a hectic week. As secretary, I was not at all convinced that I was doing the right thing. The emperor had no intention of overloading himself, and I was getting tired of adapting to demands that were completely different from those required by the academy. I had to sleep less to learn new foreign languages, take care of the emperorâs body occasionally, find necessary materials, and greet the aristocrats around him.
I barely finished my work, greeted the guards, and left the emperorâs room. I yawned. As I was walking down the hallway, I nodded and almost fell asleep.
ââŚIâm so tired.â
As I was heading to the library to pick up some books that werenât in my room, I blinked slowly and bumped into the person in front of me. âIâm sorry.â When I looked at him again, I saw that it was Burtin, an adviser to the empress dowager.
âWhat, donât you keep your eyes open?â
âIâm sorry,â I apologized again, but it didnât seem enough for him.
He looked contemptuously at me as if he was about to curse, but someone stepped in between me and Burtin.
âBe in moderation, Advisor.â
âMr. MaxiâŚâ
My sense sharpened. The black-haired man standing right in front of him was, indeed, Maxi, the emperorâs half-brother.
Last time, I didnât know who he was because Iâd only seen him for a short time, but he had a very good reputation, unlike the empress dowager. However, when I saw him at the banquet, he felt relatively cold, so I didnât expect him to cover for me.
Maxi continued while looking at him with puzzled eyes, âYou know what, Brutin, Iâm really tired because of people like you. Let us pass.â
âBut sheâs a slave.âŚ.â
âDonât say that. Didnât she say she graduated from the academy? Have you ever been in class A? You, who have never been out of class C, should you really be arguing with this young miss about qualifications?â
âMr. Maxi!â Brutin was embarrassed to be scolded like this in front of me, his ears turning red.
I didnât know that a human face could change that quickly.
Perhaps he didnât contest it further because Maxi was royalty, and so he went on and let us pass without another word.
âThank you, Maxi.â
âWhat, with this stuff?. Itâs no problem, I think youâre on your way to the library, right?â
âYes.â
âIâm coming with you. I was bored because I donât have any reading buddies these days.â
Liked it or not, I couldnât have had a choice in discouraging the emperorâs brother to walk with me. While walking alongside him, he began to talk about the book he was reading these days. I was busy thinking about what the hell he meant by telling me such a story, but he seemed nonchalant.
He kept asking me what books I read, so I added a few words about a book that I had read with great interest. Then he brought up another book.
âDid you say your name was Celestia?â
âYes.â
âMy brotherâs secretary?â
âYes.â
âStop being suspicious. Iâm not going to do anything bad to you.â
âIâll try.â
He nudged me, laughing pleasantly, and a somewhat chilly look crossed his face. âSo straightforward. Itâll be fun to keep you close.â
âYou donât seem to be keeping me close for fun.â
âIn any case, Iâm weaker than you, so youâre just wearing yourself out with your suspicions. And I donât hate my brother. I respect you, thatâs all.â
I tried figuring out what was hidden behind his soft smile, but royalty had notoriously good poker faces.
âAnd I look good with things that belong to my brother.â
ââŚWhat?â
âSo Iâm very interested in you too. Letâs talk about books often.â