Tenek stared at Roelica for a moment with a speechless expression.
While his face repeatedly turned red and then pale, Roelica sat there, staring at Tenek without a single waver in her breathing.
That gaze was enough to drive Tenek into a state of excitement and irrationality.
“Yes. If you want it, what can I not do? A villa? I can even build you an entire castle.”
Then, the next moment, something Tenek had never expected happened. It was so unrealistic that he couldn’t even feel it.
Roelica smiled at him.
It was such a faint and faint smile that she could easily erase it if he touched it with his hand, but Tenek was lost in thought.
Roelica said,
“The north side of the castle would be good.”
“North? Why? East or South. That way, the sunlight will be warmer. And the north is rugged. You can only build something narrower than a stable.”
“It’s okay. If you build a large building, it will naturally be noisy, and word of mouth will spread, making it worse than not building it.”
Tenek floundered like an idiot.
“Yes, is that so? That’s right. Yes, yes. I’ll do that. I’ll build it right away.”
“Thank you, Your Majesty.”
Tenek’s mouth fell open at Roelica’s words.
His expression seemed stiff, but it wasn’t because he doubted Roelica. It was the kind of tension that a person feels when a giant diamond suddenly falls from the sky.
Tenek jumped up from his seat and approached Roelica. He then wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
For a moment, Roelica’s body seemed to tremble faintly, but to Tenek, who was excited, it felt like a pleasant thrill.
“Do you know how much I love you? If I... If you open your heart to me, look! I can do anything. I am the Emperor. What can I not do for you? Right?”
Roelica’s lips trembled as she held him.
However, she held back her rage and deliberately stroked Tenek’s wrist.
Tenek was now muttering to himself as if he had lost his mind.
“I... I pretended not to look at you, but that wasn’t true. The mistresses of the Golden Castle are all ugly as monsters. In my heart, you are always the only one. You are the most beautiful. Think about it, if I didn’t love you... Right? If I didn’t love you, why would I have married you so viciously? Because I had to make you mine. Because I loved you that much. That’s why. Right? You understand? You are wise. You knew that, didn’t you?”
Roelica slowly closed her eyes and swallowed dryly.
“...Of course, Your Majesty. I know. How much Your Majesty loves me.”
“Of course, of course! Of course. Because I love you... It’s because I love you all. Because I love you so much.”
Tenek's hot and moist lips repeatedly touched Roelica's ear, cheek, and nape.
Roelica, who was twitching her eyes and tilting her head back, chose an appropriate moment to gently push Tenek away and say,
While his face repeatedly turned red and then pale, Roelica sat there, staring at Tenek without a single waver in her breathing.
That gaze was enough to drive Tenek into a state of excitement and irrationality.
“Yes. If you want it, what can I not do? A villa? I can even build you an entire castle.”
Then, the next moment, something Tenek had never expected happened. It was so unrealistic that he couldn’t even feel it.
Roelica smiled at him.
It was such a faint and faint smile that she could easily erase it if he touched it with his hand, but Tenek was lost in thought.
Roelica said,
“The north side of the castle would be good.”
“North? Why? East or South. That way, the sunlight will be warmer. And the north is rugged. You can only build something narrower than a stable.”
“It’s okay. If you build a large building, it will naturally be noisy, and word of mouth will spread, making it worse than not building it.”
Tenek floundered like an idiot.
“Yes, is that so? That’s right. Yes, yes. I’ll do that. I’ll build it right away.”
“Thank you, Your Majesty.”
Tenek’s mouth fell open at Roelica’s words.
His expression seemed stiff, but it wasn’t because he doubted Roelica. It was the kind of tension that a person feels when a giant diamond suddenly falls from the sky.
Tenek jumped up from his seat and approached Roelica. He then wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
For a moment, Roelica’s body seemed to tremble faintly, but to Tenek, who was excited, it felt like a pleasant thrill.
“Do you know how much I love you? If I... If you open your heart to me, look! I can do anything. I am the Emperor. What can I not do for you? Right?”
Roelica’s lips trembled as she held him.
However, she held back her rage and deliberately stroked Tenek’s wrist.
Tenek was now muttering to himself as if he had lost his mind.
“I... I pretended not to look at you, but that wasn’t true. The mistresses of the Golden Castle are all ugly as monsters. In my heart, you are always the only one. You are the most beautiful. Think about it, if I didn’t love you... Right? If I didn’t love you, why would I have married you so viciously? Because I had to make you mine. Because I loved you that much. That’s why. Right? You understand? You are wise. You knew that, didn’t you?”
Roelica slowly closed her eyes and swallowed dryly.
“...Of course, Your Majesty. I know. How much Your Majesty loves me.”
“Of course, of course! Of course. Because I love you... It’s because I love you all. Because I love you so much.”
Tenek's hot and moist lips repeatedly touched Roelica's ear, cheek, and nape.
Roelica, who was twitching her eyes and tilting her head back, chose an appropriate moment to gently push Tenek away and say,
"I cannot be with you right now because there is a baby in my belly."
Tenek's lips, which had been excited, trembled. He looked down at Roelica's noticeably swollen belly and said,
"Gently, just a little bit. Huh? Please. I, I am now..."
"Your Majesty!"
Roelica screamed faintly. However, Tenek's movements did not stop.
He tied up Roelica, who was struggling, with his forearms and pushed her forward. He lifted up the hem of her dress and put his hand under it.
Roelica wanted to scratch and trample him to death right away, but she gritted her teeth.
She had to endure it. She had to endure it.
She had to do it to definitely cut off his airway.
"I love you. Because I love you... That’s why I’m doing this. Because I can’t stand seeing you... Yes? I love you. Roelica, do you know how I feel? You know that I love you so much that I can’t stand it, right?”
Tenek’s pungent breath reached Roelica’s ears.
It was unpleasant and horrible, like melted fish glue.
It was horrible.
This was not love. This could not be love.
Tenek's lips, which had been excited, trembled. He looked down at Roelica's noticeably swollen belly and said,
"Gently, just a little bit. Huh? Please. I, I am now..."
"Your Majesty!"
Roelica screamed faintly. However, Tenek's movements did not stop.
He tied up Roelica, who was struggling, with his forearms and pushed her forward. He lifted up the hem of her dress and put his hand under it.
Roelica wanted to scratch and trample him to death right away, but she gritted her teeth.
She had to endure it. She had to endure it.
She had to do it to definitely cut off his airway.
"I love you. Because I love you... That’s why I’m doing this. Because I can’t stand seeing you... Yes? I love you. Roelica, do you know how I feel? You know that I love you so much that I can’t stand it, right?”
Tenek’s pungent breath reached Roelica’s ears.
It was unpleasant and horrible, like melted fish glue.
It was horrible.
This was not love. This could not be love.
Never, never.
Erdene and Arkan had lunch together and talked about the Prince of Kensilom.
There was no tripe or boles on the table, which was the result of the cook’s efforts to prevent a second war between the King and Queen after hearing about the source incident in question.
“What kind of person is the Prince of Kensilom?”
When Erdene asked, Arkan put down his spoon while scooping up soup, slightly lifting one side of his lip. His expression was one of deep thought.
“As I said, I have never met him. However, I vaguely heard a rumor that he was not the King’s biological son. I don’t know if it is true, but since there is no solid evidence, I thought it was just a rumor.”
“Really? I didn’t know.”
Erdene, who had been silent for a moment, made a “ah,” and lightly tapped the edge of the table.
“I heard that the Queen of Kensilom hanged herself. It was a long time ago, right?”
Arkan’s expression darkened slightly. He didn’t really like stories like this.
Well, if you like stories about people taking their own lives, you’re probably crazy.
“That’s right. I think it was when the current Prince... was a very young child. I remember the palace being in an uproar back then. I don’t know the exact details because I was young, but I think he had a nervous breakdown.” “
King Grax only has one son, the Prince, and hmm... Despite that, he’s been quiet all this time.”
Erdene, who was slowly rubbing the sauce with a small spoon, suddenly said,
“Could that story be true?”
Arkan looked at her.
“What is it?”
“The story is that he is not his biological son. That may be why he was not recognized by the King. That is why he has been lying face down like a dead person all this time. Or maybe he was forced to live face down.”
“And then suddenly a person like that visits Vetor without his father knowing?”
Erdene’s spoon tip shook and pointed at Arkan.
“That is where the trouble starts.”
Arkan understood Erdene’s words now.
He put down his utensils, crossed his arms, frowned, and let out a short sigh.
Arkan, who had been silent for a long time, said,
“Do you think the Prince would try to bring down his father?”
Erdene’s shoulders shook slightly.
“Of course, no one but himself would know. Not yet. But if not, why bother looking for Your Majesty? Kensilom is already so annoying here that you can’t help but feel like you need a warm embrace, right?”
Erdene wiped her mouth with a napkin and continued.
“If the Prince of Kensilom makes a similar offer to Princess Limepale, I think you should definitely accept it.”
“Do you think so?”
“In the case of the Duchy of Stradhog, Grand Duke Joelvy is still alive and well, and he is somewhat sane. However, the King of Kensilom is either crazy or crazy enough to be crazy. What good would it do to leave him alone for too long?”
Erdene was not wrong, but Arkan was troubled.
Of course, it was true that the King of Kensilom was openly hostile to Vetor and broke the alliance with the inland kingdoms. That’s why all these troublesome things happened.
But would the Prince really take a different path from his father? When he needed help, a person could easily say something. If a person is cornered, he can easily kneel down and bow his head in front of a small amount of money, so how much more so if it’s the throne.
“...Of course, if the Prince has a friendly disposition toward us, it’s a welcome thing, but if he really plans to overthrow his father, I think it would be better to think about it carefully.”
“Think of it as wartime, Your Majesty. There’s not much time to think things over.”
Erdene said, sounding a little frustrated. However, Arkan’s attitude did not change.
“First of all, it’s not a war situation right now. Of course, I admit that war could break out at any time, but if you get impatient, you could ruin everything.”
Erdene folded her arms and leaned back in her chair.
As the sighs that were similar to laughter continued, Arkan realized that she was ready to start another argument and glared at her.
“Why are you suddenly putting strength in your eyes?”
Arkan responded to Erdene’s seemingly funny remark.
“You were the one who linked arms with me first.”
“No, I can’t link arms with my existing arms?”
“That’s not what I’m saying. You link arms with me before fighting me.”
“Do you know why?”
Arkan looked bewildered for a moment. He had never thought of such a question...
“There was a reason?”
“Yes, of course. The reason I link arms with Your Majesty before fighting You.”
Erdene narrowed her eyes and leaned toward the table.
The sauce that was left on the plate stained her dress, but she didn’t care.
“I do it so that I don’t punch Your Majesty without realizing it.”
***
Erdene and Arkan had lunch together and talked about the Prince of Kensilom.
There was no tripe or boles on the table, which was the result of the cook’s efforts to prevent a second war between the King and Queen after hearing about the source incident in question.
“What kind of person is the Prince of Kensilom?”
When Erdene asked, Arkan put down his spoon while scooping up soup, slightly lifting one side of his lip. His expression was one of deep thought.
“As I said, I have never met him. However, I vaguely heard a rumor that he was not the King’s biological son. I don’t know if it is true, but since there is no solid evidence, I thought it was just a rumor.”
“Really? I didn’t know.”
Erdene, who had been silent for a moment, made a “ah,” and lightly tapped the edge of the table.
“I heard that the Queen of Kensilom hanged herself. It was a long time ago, right?”
Arkan’s expression darkened slightly. He didn’t really like stories like this.
Well, if you like stories about people taking their own lives, you’re probably crazy.
“That’s right. I think it was when the current Prince... was a very young child. I remember the palace being in an uproar back then. I don’t know the exact details because I was young, but I think he had a nervous breakdown.” “
King Grax only has one son, the Prince, and hmm... Despite that, he’s been quiet all this time.”
Erdene, who was slowly rubbing the sauce with a small spoon, suddenly said,
“Could that story be true?”
Arkan looked at her.
“What is it?”
“The story is that he is not his biological son. That may be why he was not recognized by the King. That is why he has been lying face down like a dead person all this time. Or maybe he was forced to live face down.”
“And then suddenly a person like that visits Vetor without his father knowing?”
Erdene’s spoon tip shook and pointed at Arkan.
“That is where the trouble starts.”
Arkan understood Erdene’s words now.
He put down his utensils, crossed his arms, frowned, and let out a short sigh.
Arkan, who had been silent for a long time, said,
“Do you think the Prince would try to bring down his father?”
Erdene’s shoulders shook slightly.
“Of course, no one but himself would know. Not yet. But if not, why bother looking for Your Majesty? Kensilom is already so annoying here that you can’t help but feel like you need a warm embrace, right?”
Erdene wiped her mouth with a napkin and continued.
“If the Prince of Kensilom makes a similar offer to Princess Limepale, I think you should definitely accept it.”
“Do you think so?”
“In the case of the Duchy of Stradhog, Grand Duke Joelvy is still alive and well, and he is somewhat sane. However, the King of Kensilom is either crazy or crazy enough to be crazy. What good would it do to leave him alone for too long?”
Erdene was not wrong, but Arkan was troubled.
Of course, it was true that the King of Kensilom was openly hostile to Vetor and broke the alliance with the inland kingdoms. That’s why all these troublesome things happened.
But would the Prince really take a different path from his father? When he needed help, a person could easily say something. If a person is cornered, he can easily kneel down and bow his head in front of a small amount of money, so how much more so if it’s the throne.
“...Of course, if the Prince has a friendly disposition toward us, it’s a welcome thing, but if he really plans to overthrow his father, I think it would be better to think about it carefully.”
“Think of it as wartime, Your Majesty. There’s not much time to think things over.”
Erdene said, sounding a little frustrated. However, Arkan’s attitude did not change.
“First of all, it’s not a war situation right now. Of course, I admit that war could break out at any time, but if you get impatient, you could ruin everything.”
Erdene folded her arms and leaned back in her chair.
As the sighs that were similar to laughter continued, Arkan realized that she was ready to start another argument and glared at her.
“Why are you suddenly putting strength in your eyes?”
Arkan responded to Erdene’s seemingly funny remark.
“You were the one who linked arms with me first.”
“No, I can’t link arms with my existing arms?”
“That’s not what I’m saying. You link arms with me before fighting me.”
“Do you know why?”
Arkan looked bewildered for a moment. He had never thought of such a question...
“There was a reason?”
“Yes, of course. The reason I link arms with Your Majesty before fighting You.”
Erdene narrowed her eyes and leaned toward the table.
The sauce that was left on the plate stained her dress, but she didn’t care.
“I do it so that I don’t punch Your Majesty without realizing it.”
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