Agatha reflexively checked the time. There were about two hours left until the inspection was over.
It was a much better call than before.
“I will prepare and bring you to the palace.”
“Understood. I will tell His Majesty.”
Agatha handed the invitation to her maid, Marie, and politely left the reception room.
'Really.'
When she turned around, the captain of the guard and the royal attendant were just leaving the reception room.
“Lord Bailey.”
“Yes, Madame. Is there anything you would like to ask?”
“The delegation from the Mainukor Empire. I heard they’re returning today.”
“Oh, don’t worry about that, Marchioness. They plan to leave the palace sometime in the morning.”
“Is that so?”
The time Agatha entered the palace would be past noon.
“Thank you, Lord Bailey.”
“No, I will see you shortly, Marchioness.”
After once again paying homage to the Emperor's envoy, Agatha headed to the dressing room.
“Madam, what dress will you wear today?”
“I’d like something neater.”
The dress Agatha chose today had a ribbon tied to the middle of the skirt to create pleats, and the layers of skirt hems underneath were made to stand out in order.
A round mantle covered with leather was worn over the shoulders, connected with a jeweled brooch and gold chain.
"How is it?"
“You are very beautiful, Madam.”
An elegant yet subtly gorgeous appearance was reflected in the mirror.
As she left the room, Agatha gave orders to her first aide, Ethel.
“Just in case, tell Enoch that I am entering the palace.”
“Yes. I will send someone right away.”
It was already noon. Agatha received a call and entered the palace escorted by the Second Vice-Captain, Hubert Carwen, and the Knights of Aratus, who had been waiting on the first floor.
The palace, beautifully decorated with white and red curtains, gold thread, and snowflake-shaped decorations, seemed to be in the early winter.
The carriage that crossed the palace stopped at the entrance to the Emperor's palace.
Today, a high-ranking servant, not the Emperor's chief chamberlain, came out to greet me.
The carriage door opened, and Agatha, escorted by Hubert, got out, the hem of her dress forming an elegant curve.
“Meet the Marchioness of Aratus.”
The servant immediately bowed. Agatha, who had been absentmindedly looking around the palace, asked.
“Is His Majesty still in the Hall of the Sun?”
“Yes, Madame Marchioness. I have been ordered to escort you to the lunchroom when you arrive.”
“Guide me.”
“Come this way.”
It was the moment when Agatha, escorted by Hubert, was about to enter the Emperor's palace.
“Lady Agatha. Have you come to see His Majesty the Emperor?”
Agatha immediately recognized the owner of the voice.
Fiery, beautiful auburn hair and orange eyes.
The Crown Princess, Elizabeth Roxieba, who was walking nearby, was looking at her.
Agatha immediately gave an example.
“Hello, Crown Princess.”
Elizabeth, accompanied by her maids and royal knights, turned toward her.
“Your Majesty called me. I was just about to go in.”
“The inquiry probably isn’t finished yet.”
Elizabeth, confirming her maid's affirmation, asked in detail.
“Lady Agatha. Would you like to talk to me for a moment?”
“I will gladly do so, Your Highness.”
The maids stepped back as Elizabeth waved her hand.
In the process, the servants, Agatha's close maids, and the knights naturally distanced themselves from each other.
As her ears grew cold, Elizabeth opened her mouth, waving her fan.
“I heard you had a big problem. I was worried, but thankfully, you seem to be okay.”
“Thanks to Your Highness’s concern.”
“What did I do? It seems His Highness has put in quite a bit of effort.”
Elizabeth muttered, momentarily covering her sardonic lips with her fan.
“Shouldn’t it be helpful even in a place like that?”
“...”
'It looks like things are still the same between the two.'
The relationship between the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess was not very good.
They would act like cows and chickens, but sometimes they would act like they were together when the Emperor and Empress wanted to say something.
They barely managed to merge once a month when absolutely necessary.
It was only a formal marriage, but the Crown Princess only said she was in bed, and her body was in her own bedroom. The Crown Prince seemed to have secretly escaped, but anyway.
The only link between the Crown Prince and his wife was Agatha Nobilis.
A great nobleman who married seven times.
Elizabeth often looked at her with envy.
Agatha kept her mouth shut, a friendly smile plastered across her face.
It was unclear why Elizabeth favored her.
'It's a royal matter.'
Even she couldn't help but be cautious when it came to royal affairs.
Elizabeth smiled kindly.
“Oh, I received the gift. Actually, I should have given it to you. After the dessert party at the hunting festival, dealing with the nobles became easier.”
It was the story of the first hunting festival in autumn. Although Agatha was involved, the one in charge was the Crown Princess, so she must have been quite proud of it.
Agatha shook her head.
“No, Your Highness. On the contrary, I feel sorry. The dessert party Your Highness hosted for the first time in a long time was ruined because of the spices I brought.”
“It’s okay. Rather, thanks to that incident, I was able to get rid of that arrogant lady and young lady.”
Suddenly, the smiling Crown Princess looked at Agatha with kind eyes again.
“And it’s okay, Madame Agatha. You know I care for you very much, don’t you?”
She knows. The Crown Princess also knew that something was amiss when Agatha suggested the hunting party dessert party, but she gave in.
Agatha looked down politely.
“I am always grateful, Your Highness.”
“Yes. Don’t just hang out with His Majesty, come to my palace often, Madam. I’m always curious about the new items that the Nobilis upper class is handling. I also want to know in advance what you’ll choose for your next social gathering.”
It wasn't difficult. To be honest, she was much more comfortable talking about social topics than uncomfortable topics.
Agatha smiled sweetly and covered her mouth with her fan.
“A few days ago, my friends and I were talking about winter socializing. I even got a suit made for me. If you don’t mind, would you like to talk about it, Your High?”
“Oh my, really?”
“It seems that His Majesty has not yet left the Hall of the Sun, so it will be okay for a while.”
Agatha was giving Elizabeth detailed recommendations on what dresses and patterns would be popular this winter and what kind of tea would be good.
“I am sorry, Your Highness.”
One of the vice-captains of the Imperial Knights belonging to the Crown Princess' Palace, who had been standing far away, approached and bowed.
Elizabeth asked.
“What's going on?”
“It looks like the inquiry is finished.”
“Oh, what a pity.”
At those words, the maids of honor and the imperial knights lined up behind the Crown Princess again.
“Yes. His Majesty will be here soon, so please go in now, Lady Agatha. We’ll talk about the rest later, okay?”
“Yes, I know, Your Highness.”
Elizabeth disappeared, leading a group of her maids and imperial knights.
Agatha suddenly thought of Crown Prince Anthony Roxiba, who had been interested in her successor.
'I don't think this is the time to worry about me.'
Will the next great Emperor be born like that?
Perhaps the Emperor had more pressing concerns about the Nobilis family than the other heirs.
Well, it wasn't her business.
The Emperor's palace attendant, who had been standing far away due to the appearance of the Crown Princess, finally approached and reported.
“Madam Aratus, I will invite you to His Majesty’s dining room.”
"Let's go."
Agatha followed the servant into the hallway of the Emperor's palace.
Tall, majestic marble columns.
The sound of her shoes echoed down the golden marble hallway that was cut straight down the hall.
Although the Imperial Knights were roaming around.
The silent commotion soon disappeared without a trace as soon as they entered the private space of the royal family.
The attendant opened the door to the Emperor's private dining room, which was engraved with a panoramic view of the Empire.
“Please wait a moment, His Majesty will be here.”
“I'll be back.”
Agatha took her hand away. Hubert, who had escorted her to the door, bowed his head politely.
“Yes. I will wait here.”
While Agatha was waiting for the Emperor while enjoying light refreshments.
The door opened and the chief chamberlain, attendants, and guards poured in.
“His Majesty the Emperor enter.”
The Emperor had just finished his court appearance and was dressed in his dignified attire.
“I see the sun of the empire.”
“Come in, Agatha. Have you been waiting long?”
“No, I just got here.”
“Yes, I heard that you had a conversation with the Crown Princess.”
The Emperor took off his white tiger skin cloak and gestured to the chair opposite the throne.
Agatha answered, sitting down on the fluffy chair.
“Yes. We met here and chatted for a while. She congratulated me on my victory.”
“Oh, really?”
“She often invited me to the palace to play.”
“Hmm, the Crown Princess does care for you. It’s nice to see my goddaughter and the Crown Princess getting along so well.”
“I am sorry, Your Majesty.”
Lunch began immediately. The Emperor's chief chamberlain personally brought down the aperitif and freshly baked bread.
“Let's listen.”
"Yes."
Today, too, the Emperor's personal chef prepared a dish that was just right for her taste.
Slightly sweet rather than spicy, mainly seafood.
The diet was also rich in fresh fruits and vegetables.
The Emperor got back to the main topic when dessert arrived.
“The reason I called you today is because the surrender document and compensation money arrived from Cresente.”
It was a much better call than before.
“I will prepare and bring you to the palace.”
“Understood. I will tell His Majesty.”
Agatha handed the invitation to her maid, Marie, and politely left the reception room.
'Really.'
When she turned around, the captain of the guard and the royal attendant were just leaving the reception room.
“Lord Bailey.”
“Yes, Madame. Is there anything you would like to ask?”
“The delegation from the Mainukor Empire. I heard they’re returning today.”
“Oh, don’t worry about that, Marchioness. They plan to leave the palace sometime in the morning.”
“Is that so?”
The time Agatha entered the palace would be past noon.
“Thank you, Lord Bailey.”
“No, I will see you shortly, Marchioness.”
After once again paying homage to the Emperor's envoy, Agatha headed to the dressing room.
“Madam, what dress will you wear today?”
“I’d like something neater.”
The dress Agatha chose today had a ribbon tied to the middle of the skirt to create pleats, and the layers of skirt hems underneath were made to stand out in order.
A round mantle covered with leather was worn over the shoulders, connected with a jeweled brooch and gold chain.
"How is it?"
“You are very beautiful, Madam.”
An elegant yet subtly gorgeous appearance was reflected in the mirror.
As she left the room, Agatha gave orders to her first aide, Ethel.
“Just in case, tell Enoch that I am entering the palace.”
“Yes. I will send someone right away.”
It was already noon. Agatha received a call and entered the palace escorted by the Second Vice-Captain, Hubert Carwen, and the Knights of Aratus, who had been waiting on the first floor.
The palace, beautifully decorated with white and red curtains, gold thread, and snowflake-shaped decorations, seemed to be in the early winter.
The carriage that crossed the palace stopped at the entrance to the Emperor's palace.
Today, a high-ranking servant, not the Emperor's chief chamberlain, came out to greet me.
The carriage door opened, and Agatha, escorted by Hubert, got out, the hem of her dress forming an elegant curve.
“Meet the Marchioness of Aratus.”
The servant immediately bowed. Agatha, who had been absentmindedly looking around the palace, asked.
“Is His Majesty still in the Hall of the Sun?”
“Yes, Madame Marchioness. I have been ordered to escort you to the lunchroom when you arrive.”
“Guide me.”
“Come this way.”
It was the moment when Agatha, escorted by Hubert, was about to enter the Emperor's palace.
“Lady Agatha. Have you come to see His Majesty the Emperor?”
Agatha immediately recognized the owner of the voice.
Fiery, beautiful auburn hair and orange eyes.
The Crown Princess, Elizabeth Roxieba, who was walking nearby, was looking at her.
Agatha immediately gave an example.
“Hello, Crown Princess.”
Elizabeth, accompanied by her maids and royal knights, turned toward her.
“Your Majesty called me. I was just about to go in.”
“The inquiry probably isn’t finished yet.”
Elizabeth, confirming her maid's affirmation, asked in detail.
“Lady Agatha. Would you like to talk to me for a moment?”
“I will gladly do so, Your Highness.”
The maids stepped back as Elizabeth waved her hand.
In the process, the servants, Agatha's close maids, and the knights naturally distanced themselves from each other.
As her ears grew cold, Elizabeth opened her mouth, waving her fan.
“I heard you had a big problem. I was worried, but thankfully, you seem to be okay.”
“Thanks to Your Highness’s concern.”
“What did I do? It seems His Highness has put in quite a bit of effort.”
Elizabeth muttered, momentarily covering her sardonic lips with her fan.
“Shouldn’t it be helpful even in a place like that?”
“...”
'It looks like things are still the same between the two.'
The relationship between the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess was not very good.
They would act like cows and chickens, but sometimes they would act like they were together when the Emperor and Empress wanted to say something.
They barely managed to merge once a month when absolutely necessary.
It was only a formal marriage, but the Crown Princess only said she was in bed, and her body was in her own bedroom. The Crown Prince seemed to have secretly escaped, but anyway.
The only link between the Crown Prince and his wife was Agatha Nobilis.
A great nobleman who married seven times.
Elizabeth often looked at her with envy.
Agatha kept her mouth shut, a friendly smile plastered across her face.
It was unclear why Elizabeth favored her.
'It's a royal matter.'
Even she couldn't help but be cautious when it came to royal affairs.
Elizabeth smiled kindly.
“Oh, I received the gift. Actually, I should have given it to you. After the dessert party at the hunting festival, dealing with the nobles became easier.”
It was the story of the first hunting festival in autumn. Although Agatha was involved, the one in charge was the Crown Princess, so she must have been quite proud of it.
Agatha shook her head.
“No, Your Highness. On the contrary, I feel sorry. The dessert party Your Highness hosted for the first time in a long time was ruined because of the spices I brought.”
“It’s okay. Rather, thanks to that incident, I was able to get rid of that arrogant lady and young lady.”
Suddenly, the smiling Crown Princess looked at Agatha with kind eyes again.
“And it’s okay, Madame Agatha. You know I care for you very much, don’t you?”
She knows. The Crown Princess also knew that something was amiss when Agatha suggested the hunting party dessert party, but she gave in.
Agatha looked down politely.
“I am always grateful, Your Highness.”
“Yes. Don’t just hang out with His Majesty, come to my palace often, Madam. I’m always curious about the new items that the Nobilis upper class is handling. I also want to know in advance what you’ll choose for your next social gathering.”
It wasn't difficult. To be honest, she was much more comfortable talking about social topics than uncomfortable topics.
Agatha smiled sweetly and covered her mouth with her fan.
“A few days ago, my friends and I were talking about winter socializing. I even got a suit made for me. If you don’t mind, would you like to talk about it, Your High?”
“Oh my, really?”
“It seems that His Majesty has not yet left the Hall of the Sun, so it will be okay for a while.”
Agatha was giving Elizabeth detailed recommendations on what dresses and patterns would be popular this winter and what kind of tea would be good.
“I am sorry, Your Highness.”
One of the vice-captains of the Imperial Knights belonging to the Crown Princess' Palace, who had been standing far away, approached and bowed.
Elizabeth asked.
“What's going on?”
“It looks like the inquiry is finished.”
“Oh, what a pity.”
At those words, the maids of honor and the imperial knights lined up behind the Crown Princess again.
“Yes. His Majesty will be here soon, so please go in now, Lady Agatha. We’ll talk about the rest later, okay?”
“Yes, I know, Your Highness.”
Elizabeth disappeared, leading a group of her maids and imperial knights.
Agatha suddenly thought of Crown Prince Anthony Roxiba, who had been interested in her successor.
'I don't think this is the time to worry about me.'
Will the next great Emperor be born like that?
Perhaps the Emperor had more pressing concerns about the Nobilis family than the other heirs.
Well, it wasn't her business.
The Emperor's palace attendant, who had been standing far away due to the appearance of the Crown Princess, finally approached and reported.
“Madam Aratus, I will invite you to His Majesty’s dining room.”
"Let's go."
Agatha followed the servant into the hallway of the Emperor's palace.
Tall, majestic marble columns.
The sound of her shoes echoed down the golden marble hallway that was cut straight down the hall.
Although the Imperial Knights were roaming around.
The silent commotion soon disappeared without a trace as soon as they entered the private space of the royal family.
The attendant opened the door to the Emperor's private dining room, which was engraved with a panoramic view of the Empire.
“Please wait a moment, His Majesty will be here.”
“I'll be back.”
Agatha took her hand away. Hubert, who had escorted her to the door, bowed his head politely.
“Yes. I will wait here.”
While Agatha was waiting for the Emperor while enjoying light refreshments.
The door opened and the chief chamberlain, attendants, and guards poured in.
“His Majesty the Emperor enter.”
The Emperor had just finished his court appearance and was dressed in his dignified attire.
“I see the sun of the empire.”
“Come in, Agatha. Have you been waiting long?”
“No, I just got here.”
“Yes, I heard that you had a conversation with the Crown Princess.”
The Emperor took off his white tiger skin cloak and gestured to the chair opposite the throne.
Agatha answered, sitting down on the fluffy chair.
“Yes. We met here and chatted for a while. She congratulated me on my victory.”
“Oh, really?”
“She often invited me to the palace to play.”
“Hmm, the Crown Princess does care for you. It’s nice to see my goddaughter and the Crown Princess getting along so well.”
“I am sorry, Your Majesty.”
Lunch began immediately. The Emperor's chief chamberlain personally brought down the aperitif and freshly baked bread.
“Let's listen.”
"Yes."
Today, too, the Emperor's personal chef prepared a dish that was just right for her taste.
Slightly sweet rather than spicy, mainly seafood.
The diet was also rich in fresh fruits and vegetables.
The Emperor got back to the main topic when dessert arrived.
“The reason I called you today is because the surrender document and compensation money arrived from Cresente.”
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