“Yes. Where are you going?”
“I’m going to see the Duke.”
“Oh, I understand!”
The maid’s voice was filled with determination.
Sepia had to repeatedly stop the maid and order her to lightly dress up.
“I’ll go with you.”
“Yes.”
Sepia and Betty got into the carriage.
She was looking out the window.
“Your Majesty, you had a fight with Madame Remody, right?”
Sepia’s gaze turned to Betty.
This seemingly immature bird sometimes gave wise advice.
“Please don’t hate her too much. You are more sincere to Your Majesty than anyone else.”
“I know.”
A bitter smile spread across her lips.
After Demios made a mess of the living room, Madame Remody’s words drastically decreased. She seemed to be blaming herself.
It wasn’t her fault.
She knew Madame Remody’s sincerity better than anyone else.
Betty’s dark brown eyes turned to Sepia.
“We all want the Empress to be happy. Even now.”
The maids had been supporting Sepia ever since she became the Empress.
Betty’s gaze turned to Roxanne’s residence.
As if Sepia’s happiness existed wherever the carriage would arrive.
She felt a strange feeling as she watched the destination gradually approaching.
There was a reason for returning the brooch, but in reality, that was something she could have done by sending the maids.
Maybe she didn’t want to see him.
“We have arrived.”
The carriage stopped as soon as the coachman announced.
Sepia got out of the carriage with the help of the escort knight.
However, the outer palace she arrived at was completely silent.
‘Why is it so quiet?’
There wasn’t a single knight in sight outside.
It should have always been a busy place, even if they were not attending school or facilities.
While Sepia was wondering, a familiar face appeared at the entrance.
“Empress?”
It was Chief Groer.
A splint was placed on one of Groer’s arms, and he had a puzzled look on his face.
The coyotes who were supporting their injured colleagues were surprised to find Sepia.
They, too, were all wrapped in bandages or cloths.
Groer, aware that the Empress’s gaze was on his wound, slowly hid his arm.
Suddenly, an ominous feeling came over her.
“What’s going on?”
“Oh, that’s...”
The tone of voice, as if trying to hide something, was fanning her anxiety.
“Where is Roxanne?”
“He’s... He’s inside. He’s a little hurt. Your Majesty? Please wait a moment!”
Sepia pushed her way through the knights.
She had only visited once, led by Roxanne’s hand, but strangely, she knew the way.
As if she was going to find a desired scent.
Her steps became faster and faster.
Before she knew it, she was running down an empty hallway.
Her heart was beating very fast, and her breathing became ragged.
When she opened the door, she saw a familiar interior.
‘...Roxanne?’
He was leaning against the headboard with his upper body naked, his eyes closed.
Broad shoulders and a clearly slit abdomen.
Even his iliac crest is covered with black pants. However, the white cloth that connected his left shoulder and wrapped around his pectoralis major muscle was soaked red.
Time seemed to have stopped for a moment.
If Roxanne hadn’t opened his eyes at the unfamiliar sound, he would have collapsed at any moment.
“...Sepia?”
He was finally able to breathe after hearing a panicked voice calling him.
Roxanne got up from the bed and approached Sepia.
“Your face is pale.”
He was the one who was injured.
Nevertheless, Roxanne was more worried about Sepia.
Roxanne came closer. Thanks to that, Sepia was able to observe him more closely.
His golden eyes were drowsy as if he had just woken up.
The scars that stood out on his smoothly exposed muscles had each taken on different shapes and colors according to the traces of time.
Now, the scars were completely his.
In addition, the cloth wrapped around his upper body told her how large the area of the wound was.
Sensing her gaze, Roxanne belatedly made an excuse about her injury.
“It’s just a little scratch.”
Sepia, who had just heard that he had wrapped it according to the size of the cloth, muttered blankly.
“...I thought you were badly hurt.”
It felt like her heart was falling to the floor.
It was a greater shock than when she first heard Demios say that he had lost his memory.
Her body trembled for a moment. Roxanne seemed flustered by Sepia’s reaction.
At that moment, a playful voice was heard from behind Sepia.
“How could that be true? Didn’t I say that earlier? I was just slightly hurt. I just wrapped a bandage because I thought it looked ugly. A wound this small will not go away.”
“I’m going to see the Duke.”
“Oh, I understand!”
The maid’s voice was filled with determination.
Sepia had to repeatedly stop the maid and order her to lightly dress up.
“I’ll go with you.”
“Yes.”
Sepia and Betty got into the carriage.
She was looking out the window.
“Your Majesty, you had a fight with Madame Remody, right?”
Sepia’s gaze turned to Betty.
This seemingly immature bird sometimes gave wise advice.
“Please don’t hate her too much. You are more sincere to Your Majesty than anyone else.”
“I know.”
A bitter smile spread across her lips.
After Demios made a mess of the living room, Madame Remody’s words drastically decreased. She seemed to be blaming herself.
It wasn’t her fault.
She knew Madame Remody’s sincerity better than anyone else.
Betty’s dark brown eyes turned to Sepia.
“We all want the Empress to be happy. Even now.”
The maids had been supporting Sepia ever since she became the Empress.
Betty’s gaze turned to Roxanne’s residence.
As if Sepia’s happiness existed wherever the carriage would arrive.
She felt a strange feeling as she watched the destination gradually approaching.
There was a reason for returning the brooch, but in reality, that was something she could have done by sending the maids.
Maybe she didn’t want to see him.
“We have arrived.”
The carriage stopped as soon as the coachman announced.
Sepia got out of the carriage with the help of the escort knight.
However, the outer palace she arrived at was completely silent.
‘Why is it so quiet?’
There wasn’t a single knight in sight outside.
It should have always been a busy place, even if they were not attending school or facilities.
While Sepia was wondering, a familiar face appeared at the entrance.
“Empress?”
It was Chief Groer.
A splint was placed on one of Groer’s arms, and he had a puzzled look on his face.
The coyotes who were supporting their injured colleagues were surprised to find Sepia.
They, too, were all wrapped in bandages or cloths.
Groer, aware that the Empress’s gaze was on his wound, slowly hid his arm.
Suddenly, an ominous feeling came over her.
“What’s going on?”
“Oh, that’s...”
The tone of voice, as if trying to hide something, was fanning her anxiety.
“Where is Roxanne?”
“He’s... He’s inside. He’s a little hurt. Your Majesty? Please wait a moment!”
Sepia pushed her way through the knights.
She had only visited once, led by Roxanne’s hand, but strangely, she knew the way.
As if she was going to find a desired scent.
Her steps became faster and faster.
Before she knew it, she was running down an empty hallway.
Her heart was beating very fast, and her breathing became ragged.
When she opened the door, she saw a familiar interior.
‘...Roxanne?’
He was leaning against the headboard with his upper body naked, his eyes closed.
Broad shoulders and a clearly slit abdomen.
Even his iliac crest is covered with black pants. However, the white cloth that connected his left shoulder and wrapped around his pectoralis major muscle was soaked red.
Time seemed to have stopped for a moment.
If Roxanne hadn’t opened his eyes at the unfamiliar sound, he would have collapsed at any moment.
“...Sepia?”
He was finally able to breathe after hearing a panicked voice calling him.
Roxanne got up from the bed and approached Sepia.
“Your face is pale.”
He was the one who was injured.
Nevertheless, Roxanne was more worried about Sepia.
Roxanne came closer. Thanks to that, Sepia was able to observe him more closely.
His golden eyes were drowsy as if he had just woken up.
The scars that stood out on his smoothly exposed muscles had each taken on different shapes and colors according to the traces of time.
Now, the scars were completely his.
In addition, the cloth wrapped around his upper body told her how large the area of the wound was.
Sensing her gaze, Roxanne belatedly made an excuse about her injury.
“It’s just a little scratch.”
Sepia, who had just heard that he had wrapped it according to the size of the cloth, muttered blankly.
“...I thought you were badly hurt.”
It felt like her heart was falling to the floor.
It was a greater shock than when she first heard Demios say that he had lost his memory.
Her body trembled for a moment. Roxanne seemed flustered by Sepia’s reaction.
At that moment, a playful voice was heard from behind Sepia.
“How could that be true? Didn’t I say that earlier? I was just slightly hurt. I just wrapped a bandage because I thought it looked ugly. A wound this small will not go away.”
When she turned around, the knights she had encountered earlier and Betty were all gathered there.
She had suddenly rushed in without even asking the whole story, so it was understandable for them to follow her.
Then, the knight next to him intervened.
“Actually, it was just a scratch, but Mr. Groer said that there was some leftover bandage, so he asked Mr. Roxanne to take care of it...”
“You punk, won’t you be quiet? What kind of quick processing is this? Hey, don’t you know the heart of this Commander-in-Chief who values resources? Aah!”
The knight and Groer were arguing.
Roxanne sighed, rubbing hia eyes at the sudden commotion.
“...Groer, back off.”
It was a short warning.
However, the coyote that had found its prey couldn’t just turn away.
“Oh my, you can’t miss this golden opportunity. Isn’t the Empress worried? Since it’s come to this, you should take care of yourself. Lord Roxanne tends to overwork herself by taking advantage of his divine powers.”
“That’s right!”
The knights all giggled at this moment.
They all seemed to think that these injuries were nothing.
Sepia was the only one flustered by the reversal of the atmosphere.
Roxanne roughly brushed his hair back and turned to the knights.
“Twenty laps of the training ground.”
The knights who had been giggling in excitement suddenly fell silent.
Groer, who was at the forefront of agitating his subordinates, rolled his eyes and asked,
“...Right now?”
“Twenty-five laps. The five who fall behind will do ten more laps.”
“Right away!”
Groer and the knights dashed into the hallway at the same time.
“Get out of the way, you punk!”
“The commander-in-chief, get out of the way first!”
“These guys are going to die. I remember the guy who was just babbling!”
Crap!
The narrow hallway suddenly became a bottleneck as they fought to get out first, regardless of their rank.
The knights, who bumped into each other, disappeared like sheep leaving a pasture.
Betty, who was left alone in the middle of it all, had a blank expression on her face.
“Maid, can you watch them and make sure they’re doing it right?”
“Oh, yes!”
“The training ground will be on the left side of the entrance you came in through. Just count the number of times you’ve seen it when you arrive. Please tell me later, lazy bastards.”
“Leave it to me!”
It was the end of those who had gone ahead, regardless of their comrades.
Betty, who had also gotten excited, clenched her fists and turned around.
Sepia, who had been absent-minded since they had been through a lot, asked,
“The knights seem to be injured, but is it okay for them to run?”
“Oh, they all look like that, but they are all born with resilience.”
He shrugged his shoulders as if there was nothing to worry about and passed Sepia and closed the door.
The two of them were left in the male’s territory.
Roxanne approached her and asked,
“More than that, aren’t you worried about me?”
A mischievous smile mingled with his lips as he lowered his neck slightly.
Joy was in his golden eyes.
He was too close.
It was hard to find where to look.
Her heart, which had fallen off the cliff, was pounding as if it had never been that way.
“... I was talking to the lady Levro. It was resolved in a good way, and she asked me to return the brooch. But when I came, the knights were injured...”
Could it be that I was wrong?
For a moment, that was all that filled his mind.
As if the cool judgment of an Empress had never existed in the first place.
Sepia, who had been choosing her words as if trying to make an excuse, eventually confessed.
“Yes. I was worried.”
Even though she knew that a warrior who had been on the battlefield for over ten years would not get hurt so easily.
However, what she was worried about was not the hero of the empire, but Roxanne himself.
Sepia faced him.
Suddenly, the playfulness disappeared from his beautiful face.
“I’m glad that it was resolved safely.”
After a moment, he took a brooch from the side table and placed it on the table.
A porcelain painting of a civet cat.
Sepia was about to reach out to take it.
“How dare I worry Your Majesty. I was rude.”
Roxanne grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest.
Thump. Thump.
She could feel hia heart beating beneath his muscles.
Along with the hot temperature characteristic of Beastkin.
“Wouldn’t it be more reassuring if you checked it yourself?”
You could think of it as an extension of the previous class.
His usually affectionate voice had subtly subsided.
She had suddenly rushed in without even asking the whole story, so it was understandable for them to follow her.
Then, the knight next to him intervened.
“Actually, it was just a scratch, but Mr. Groer said that there was some leftover bandage, so he asked Mr. Roxanne to take care of it...”
“You punk, won’t you be quiet? What kind of quick processing is this? Hey, don’t you know the heart of this Commander-in-Chief who values resources? Aah!”
The knight and Groer were arguing.
Roxanne sighed, rubbing hia eyes at the sudden commotion.
“...Groer, back off.”
It was a short warning.
However, the coyote that had found its prey couldn’t just turn away.
“Oh my, you can’t miss this golden opportunity. Isn’t the Empress worried? Since it’s come to this, you should take care of yourself. Lord Roxanne tends to overwork herself by taking advantage of his divine powers.”
“That’s right!”
The knights all giggled at this moment.
They all seemed to think that these injuries were nothing.
Sepia was the only one flustered by the reversal of the atmosphere.
Roxanne roughly brushed his hair back and turned to the knights.
“Twenty laps of the training ground.”
The knights who had been giggling in excitement suddenly fell silent.
Groer, who was at the forefront of agitating his subordinates, rolled his eyes and asked,
“...Right now?”
“Twenty-five laps. The five who fall behind will do ten more laps.”
“Right away!”
Groer and the knights dashed into the hallway at the same time.
“Get out of the way, you punk!”
“The commander-in-chief, get out of the way first!”
“These guys are going to die. I remember the guy who was just babbling!”
Crap!
The narrow hallway suddenly became a bottleneck as they fought to get out first, regardless of their rank.
The knights, who bumped into each other, disappeared like sheep leaving a pasture.
Betty, who was left alone in the middle of it all, had a blank expression on her face.
“Maid, can you watch them and make sure they’re doing it right?”
“Oh, yes!”
“The training ground will be on the left side of the entrance you came in through. Just count the number of times you’ve seen it when you arrive. Please tell me later, lazy bastards.”
“Leave it to me!”
It was the end of those who had gone ahead, regardless of their comrades.
Betty, who had also gotten excited, clenched her fists and turned around.
Sepia, who had been absent-minded since they had been through a lot, asked,
“The knights seem to be injured, but is it okay for them to run?”
“Oh, they all look like that, but they are all born with resilience.”
He shrugged his shoulders as if there was nothing to worry about and passed Sepia and closed the door.
The two of them were left in the male’s territory.
Roxanne approached her and asked,
“More than that, aren’t you worried about me?”
A mischievous smile mingled with his lips as he lowered his neck slightly.
Joy was in his golden eyes.
He was too close.
It was hard to find where to look.
Her heart, which had fallen off the cliff, was pounding as if it had never been that way.
“... I was talking to the lady Levro. It was resolved in a good way, and she asked me to return the brooch. But when I came, the knights were injured...”
Could it be that I was wrong?
For a moment, that was all that filled his mind.
As if the cool judgment of an Empress had never existed in the first place.
Sepia, who had been choosing her words as if trying to make an excuse, eventually confessed.
“Yes. I was worried.”
Even though she knew that a warrior who had been on the battlefield for over ten years would not get hurt so easily.
However, what she was worried about was not the hero of the empire, but Roxanne himself.
Sepia faced him.
Suddenly, the playfulness disappeared from his beautiful face.
“I’m glad that it was resolved safely.”
After a moment, he took a brooch from the side table and placed it on the table.
A porcelain painting of a civet cat.
Sepia was about to reach out to take it.
“How dare I worry Your Majesty. I was rude.”
Roxanne grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest.
Thump. Thump.
She could feel hia heart beating beneath his muscles.
Along with the hot temperature characteristic of Beastkin.
“Wouldn’t it be more reassuring if you checked it yourself?”
You could think of it as an extension of the previous class.
His usually affectionate voice had subtly subsided.
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