“I’m going to hear all kinds of nonsense...”
I was so dumbfounded by what Emperor Adrian whispered.
“What did you say, Your Majesty, the Empress?”
Bonis asked with a puzzled expression. Just a moment ago, she and I were talking about the beautiful summer palaces and villas in the forest where we would stay during the hunting competition. So it seemed like I had suddenly come out of nowhere.
“No, nothing. I suddenly had a different thought.”
I laughed out loud on purpose, talking nonsense.
'You're going to back out, are you? Even though you understand everything I say in Wyvern language?'
The language of the wyverns. I can understand it. I stopped walking again. And turned to face Emperor Adrian.
'Queen of the Wyverns!'
In the distance, Emperor Adrian bent down and spread his left arm out to the side.
“I see you’re out for a walk.”
I approached Emperor Adrian and spoke to him.
“Yes, the promenade of the Lapion Imperial Palace is so beautiful that I find myself wandering around it often.”
Next to Emperor Adrian, who was talking nonsense, was his Empress, Elan. It seemed that he had been telling the Empress, who won the martial arts competition at the banquet, that he would allow her to sit by his side during the hunting competition.
“Hello, Your Majesty, the Empress of the Lapion Empire.”
“Empress Elan, how are your wounds?”
“It’s getting better.”
Elan smiled bitterly and placed her hand on her gauze-covered right cheek.
“The scars of glory are beautiful, aren’t they, Elan?”
Emperor Adrian lifted Elan's chin with one finger and made her look in his direction.
“Yes, I think so too.”
Elan answered like a faithful knight.
“That’s great.”
“But Your Majesty. It is the face of a woman. I hope Your Majesty will think more tenderly of Empress Elan’s wounds and put more effort into treating them.”
I was very displeased with Emperor Adrian's attitude towards Elan as if she were a knight who had distinguished herself on the battlefield.
“I feel affectionate towards all women.”
The sight of Emperor Adrian's gaze that seemed to pierce through my bones gave me goosebumps. If only I could ward off those piercing eyes, I would blow away the Tebello Empire on the southern continent, the land of the silver hair.
“Where were you going?”
“I was on my way to the West Palace.”
“Is there anything there that Your Majesty the Empress would find precious?”
It seemed like a provocative question.
“There is no place in the Lapion Palace that I do not cherish.”
“Is that so? Hahaha.”
What is that ridiculous expression? At the sound of Emperor Adrian's laughter, all the birds in the surrounding trees flew up into the sky. I looked up at the flying birds and then lowered my gaze back to Emperor Adrian's face. His expression had completely lost its smile. Emperor Adrian's face was frozen, as if he had never laughed since he was born. A psycho with such a changeable expression should not be involved at all.
“Then, I hope you continue your pleasant walk with Empress Elan. I will be going now.”
I greeted Emperor Adrian and Empress Elan, then turned around.
'How does Your Majesty the Empress, know the language of the wyverns?'
Emperor Adrian spoke to me again, with a hint of his true feelings. I wanted to yell at him and ask him why he kept talking nonsense. Wait a minute, if Emperor Adrian is really whispering to me in the language of the wyverns... How on earth do I understand what he’s saying? And how do I know the language of the wyverns?
“Is this a place I shouldn’t go?”
Emperor Adrian let out a long sigh at the absurd sound.
“This is the road to the concubine’s quarters.”
I couldn't help but look back at Emperor Adrian and respond.
“Oh, are you on your way to pick up a concubine before nightfall?”
“I don’t think I misheard, but your words are really... fiery.”
It wasn't worth responding, but I didn't want to look flustered by that silver hairtail's words either.
“If we’re going to talk about hot things, who can follow Your Majesty, the Empress?”
“What do you mean?”
I asked, unconsciously reacting to Emperor Adrian's true feelings. Then Emperor Adrian answered with his true feelings.
'Aren't you the one who holds the incarnation?'
“!”
How did you know?! No one but Logan, the royal wizard of Shattonil, knew that there was an incarnation inside me. How did that silverfish know about it? At that moment, I felt the burn scar on my right side heating up. I thought that if I kept doing this, other people would see the redness of my burn scar. I had to end this conversation quickly. The incarnation, who usually babbled on and on, was silent at such an important moment. Damn.
“The Lapion Imperial Family is truly interesting. An Empress who is on friendly terms with the concubines.”
Emperor Adrian smiled faintly and changed the subject again.
'Or, is there someone among the concubines who has a wyvern?'
What a crazy guy. He talks a lot of nonsense.
“I just have some business to attend to. See you later.”
“Yes, please take a look, Your Majesty, the Empress.”
Emperor Adrian bowed slightly, and I bowed briefly again and turned around.
'Taking a wyvern is against the peace treaty.'
The silver hairtail spoke with a warning in its heart.
'Does Emperor Linel know that the Empress knows the language of the wyverns?'
There's no way he knows something I don't know. I walked with my hands behind my back, and naturally raised one of my middle fingers. If Emperor Adrian keeps looking at me, he'll see this too.
'Hahaha! If you keep showing me that cute side, I might fall for you.'
You'll end up dying by my hand, you pervert! I extended my other middle finger as well. Since I can't swear with my mouth, I have to use my fingers instead.
“Here... is a magic potion that can remove burn scars?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Linel was lost in thought, fiddling with the empty potion bottle he had taken from Zelda's bedroom.
“According to Wizard Big, it is so rare that she orders that magic potion, so he remembers exactly the day Her Majesty the Empress visited.”
“He remembers Zelda..."
“To be exact, he remembered Her Majesty the Empress’s condition...”
Raphael hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and answered.
“What condition?”
There was a murderous aura on Emperor Linel's face.
'Can I talk about this?'
Raphael was very careful about telling the wizard Big about the Empress's condition. His mouth was not moving properly, but it seemed as if the Emperor would force his mouth open if he did not speak right away.
“So here...”
Raphael trailed off, circling his right cheek with his index finger. The area he was pointing to was probably where Zelda’s burn scar had been. Linel’s forehead wrinkled deeply.
“What’s there? Tell me straight.”
“She has severe burn scars.”
Raphael quickly responded to Linel's sharp gaze. But there was something strange about Raphael's words.
“Is it there?”
He asked again, placing his hand on his forehead.
“So you’re saying that taking a magic potion didn’t make the scar disappear?”
“Yes... Your Majesty.”
His pupils shook at Raphael's answer.
“Then what magic potion is the Empress currently taking...”
“It’s temporary. And Big said it’s time to order a new magic potion soon.”
This time, Linel stood up from his desk chair without saying a word and walked to the window. Raphael followed him with a worried look. The Emperor was usually very playful, but when he became serious, it was impossible to guess what he was thinking.
“And the first person to request a magic potion was Prince Tesla.”
At Raphael's words, Linel's eyes narrowed. Raphael, who was quietly watching him, felt uneasy at his prolonged silence.
“What I specifically instructed you to do.”
“I have taken care of it. Now... what do you plan to do, Your Majesty?”
After staring out the window for a while, he gestured for Raphael to come closer while keeping his gaze outside the window.
“Raphael, there’s one more thing you have to take care of.”
I was so dumbfounded by what Emperor Adrian whispered.
“What did you say, Your Majesty, the Empress?”
Bonis asked with a puzzled expression. Just a moment ago, she and I were talking about the beautiful summer palaces and villas in the forest where we would stay during the hunting competition. So it seemed like I had suddenly come out of nowhere.
“No, nothing. I suddenly had a different thought.”
I laughed out loud on purpose, talking nonsense.
'You're going to back out, are you? Even though you understand everything I say in Wyvern language?'
The language of the wyverns. I can understand it. I stopped walking again. And turned to face Emperor Adrian.
'Queen of the Wyverns!'
In the distance, Emperor Adrian bent down and spread his left arm out to the side.
“I see you’re out for a walk.”
I approached Emperor Adrian and spoke to him.
“Yes, the promenade of the Lapion Imperial Palace is so beautiful that I find myself wandering around it often.”
Next to Emperor Adrian, who was talking nonsense, was his Empress, Elan. It seemed that he had been telling the Empress, who won the martial arts competition at the banquet, that he would allow her to sit by his side during the hunting competition.
“Hello, Your Majesty, the Empress of the Lapion Empire.”
“Empress Elan, how are your wounds?”
“It’s getting better.”
Elan smiled bitterly and placed her hand on her gauze-covered right cheek.
“The scars of glory are beautiful, aren’t they, Elan?”
Emperor Adrian lifted Elan's chin with one finger and made her look in his direction.
“Yes, I think so too.”
Elan answered like a faithful knight.
“That’s great.”
“But Your Majesty. It is the face of a woman. I hope Your Majesty will think more tenderly of Empress Elan’s wounds and put more effort into treating them.”
I was very displeased with Emperor Adrian's attitude towards Elan as if she were a knight who had distinguished herself on the battlefield.
“I feel affectionate towards all women.”
The sight of Emperor Adrian's gaze that seemed to pierce through my bones gave me goosebumps. If only I could ward off those piercing eyes, I would blow away the Tebello Empire on the southern continent, the land of the silver hair.
“Where were you going?”
“I was on my way to the West Palace.”
“Is there anything there that Your Majesty the Empress would find precious?”
It seemed like a provocative question.
“There is no place in the Lapion Palace that I do not cherish.”
“Is that so? Hahaha.”
What is that ridiculous expression? At the sound of Emperor Adrian's laughter, all the birds in the surrounding trees flew up into the sky. I looked up at the flying birds and then lowered my gaze back to Emperor Adrian's face. His expression had completely lost its smile. Emperor Adrian's face was frozen, as if he had never laughed since he was born. A psycho with such a changeable expression should not be involved at all.
“Then, I hope you continue your pleasant walk with Empress Elan. I will be going now.”
I greeted Emperor Adrian and Empress Elan, then turned around.
'How does Your Majesty the Empress, know the language of the wyverns?'
Emperor Adrian spoke to me again, with a hint of his true feelings. I wanted to yell at him and ask him why he kept talking nonsense. Wait a minute, if Emperor Adrian is really whispering to me in the language of the wyverns... How on earth do I understand what he’s saying? And how do I know the language of the wyverns?
“Is this a place I shouldn’t go?”
Emperor Adrian let out a long sigh at the absurd sound.
“This is the road to the concubine’s quarters.”
I couldn't help but look back at Emperor Adrian and respond.
“Oh, are you on your way to pick up a concubine before nightfall?”
“I don’t think I misheard, but your words are really... fiery.”
It wasn't worth responding, but I didn't want to look flustered by that silver hairtail's words either.
“If we’re going to talk about hot things, who can follow Your Majesty, the Empress?”
“What do you mean?”
I asked, unconsciously reacting to Emperor Adrian's true feelings. Then Emperor Adrian answered with his true feelings.
'Aren't you the one who holds the incarnation?'
“!”
How did you know?! No one but Logan, the royal wizard of Shattonil, knew that there was an incarnation inside me. How did that silverfish know about it? At that moment, I felt the burn scar on my right side heating up. I thought that if I kept doing this, other people would see the redness of my burn scar. I had to end this conversation quickly. The incarnation, who usually babbled on and on, was silent at such an important moment. Damn.
“The Lapion Imperial Family is truly interesting. An Empress who is on friendly terms with the concubines.”
Emperor Adrian smiled faintly and changed the subject again.
'Or, is there someone among the concubines who has a wyvern?'
What a crazy guy. He talks a lot of nonsense.
“I just have some business to attend to. See you later.”
“Yes, please take a look, Your Majesty, the Empress.”
Emperor Adrian bowed slightly, and I bowed briefly again and turned around.
'Taking a wyvern is against the peace treaty.'
The silver hairtail spoke with a warning in its heart.
'Does Emperor Linel know that the Empress knows the language of the wyverns?'
There's no way he knows something I don't know. I walked with my hands behind my back, and naturally raised one of my middle fingers. If Emperor Adrian keeps looking at me, he'll see this too.
'Hahaha! If you keep showing me that cute side, I might fall for you.'
You'll end up dying by my hand, you pervert! I extended my other middle finger as well. Since I can't swear with my mouth, I have to use my fingers instead.
***
Princess Jasper, who was walking through the halls of the villa, encountered Prince Norton entering the lobby.
“Where are you coming from?”
Prince Norton, who was just saying hello and going up to his room, stopped walking.
“Yes, I had some business to attend to.”
“I see. Oh, but you went out last night too...”
Prince Norton stared at her intently as Princess Jasper's words. She smiled faintly at the look in his eyes as he asked her how she knew.
“I couldn’t sleep, so I went out to the terrace and loitered around, and then I saw you hurriedly leaving the villa.”
“Last night... something came up that was a bit difficult.”
Prince Norton couldn't think of any good excuses, so he just mumbled something.
“By any chance, what is that difficult matter...”
Princess Jasper paused for a moment, then looked at Prince Norton with a frown, and cautiously continued speaking.
“Is it because of Grand Duke Martins of the Kingdom of Shattonil?”
“?”
“The servants say that the Grand Duke called the Prince’s name earnestly in the hallway last night. The Prince then took the Grand Duke into his room.”
He felt that Princess Jasper was having some strange misunderstanding. However, he couldn’t say that he was on his way to pick up Rams outside the castle, so he nodded. This time, Empress Jasper looked surprised.
“Then let’s go up now.”
She spoke urgently as Prince Norton turned to head back up the stairs.
“I decided to enjoy tea with Princess Resilia of the Kingdom of Shattonil.”
"Yes?!"
“I saw you two talking at the banquet hall. You seemed to get along quite well. I think it would be nice if Your Highness could join us. What do you think?”
“I am fine.”
“Is it because of Grand Duke Martins?”
“...I can’t say no.”
"Ah!"
To avoid Resilia, Prince Norton entered a path of misunderstanding on his own.
“People’s tastes and feelings change at any time, right? So...”
“You say it can change at any time? Like my sister-in-law?”
The Prince asked, interrupting Princess Jasper. His words were poignant.
“Brother Calvain can’t understand either, but I can’t understand you even more. And I don’t want to.”
“Prince Norton...”
“Yes, it can change. But there is a line of common sense in everything. My brother and sister-in-law have crossed that line. So please don’t tell me what to do with my tastes or my feelings. It’s quite unpleasant.”
“That’s fortunate, really.”
Princess Jasper spoke to herself with a subtle expression.
“What did you say?”
“Thank you, and thank you for saying so.”
She walked back down the other corridor, leaving behind some incomprehensible words.
“What the heck is that...”
Prince Norton frowned as he looked at the back of Princess Jasper.
Prince Norton, who was just saying hello and going up to his room, stopped walking.
“Yes, I had some business to attend to.”
“I see. Oh, but you went out last night too...”
Prince Norton stared at her intently as Princess Jasper's words. She smiled faintly at the look in his eyes as he asked her how she knew.
“I couldn’t sleep, so I went out to the terrace and loitered around, and then I saw you hurriedly leaving the villa.”
“Last night... something came up that was a bit difficult.”
Prince Norton couldn't think of any good excuses, so he just mumbled something.
“By any chance, what is that difficult matter...”
Princess Jasper paused for a moment, then looked at Prince Norton with a frown, and cautiously continued speaking.
“Is it because of Grand Duke Martins of the Kingdom of Shattonil?”
“?”
“The servants say that the Grand Duke called the Prince’s name earnestly in the hallway last night. The Prince then took the Grand Duke into his room.”
He felt that Princess Jasper was having some strange misunderstanding. However, he couldn’t say that he was on his way to pick up Rams outside the castle, so he nodded. This time, Empress Jasper looked surprised.
“Then let’s go up now.”
She spoke urgently as Prince Norton turned to head back up the stairs.
“I decided to enjoy tea with Princess Resilia of the Kingdom of Shattonil.”
"Yes?!"
“I saw you two talking at the banquet hall. You seemed to get along quite well. I think it would be nice if Your Highness could join us. What do you think?”
“I am fine.”
“Is it because of Grand Duke Martins?”
“...I can’t say no.”
"Ah!"
To avoid Resilia, Prince Norton entered a path of misunderstanding on his own.
“People’s tastes and feelings change at any time, right? So...”
“You say it can change at any time? Like my sister-in-law?”
The Prince asked, interrupting Princess Jasper. His words were poignant.
“Brother Calvain can’t understand either, but I can’t understand you even more. And I don’t want to.”
“Prince Norton...”
“Yes, it can change. But there is a line of common sense in everything. My brother and sister-in-law have crossed that line. So please don’t tell me what to do with my tastes or my feelings. It’s quite unpleasant.”
“That’s fortunate, really.”
Princess Jasper spoke to herself with a subtle expression.
“What did you say?”
“Thank you, and thank you for saying so.”
She walked back down the other corridor, leaving behind some incomprehensible words.
“What the heck is that...”
Prince Norton frowned as he looked at the back of Princess Jasper.
***
In the reception room of the villa, Prince Calvain and his wife of the Pasha Empire, and the siblings of the Shattonil Kingdom sat across from each other at a table. Prince Tesla was late today and was inevitably dragged to Princess Resilia’s funeral. Prince Tesla, who did not know that he had drunk wine laced with sleeping pills last night, simply thought that he was in poor condition due to drinking too much.
'Fuck, why am I here?'
Perhaps because of the sin he committed against Prince Norton, he felt uncomfortable having tea with his older brother, Prince Calvain. However, since Prince Tesla was good at being pretentious and flattering, he hid his true feelings and had a friendly conversation with Prince Calvain with a smiling face. On the other hand, Princess Resilia was always in a good mood because of the friendly attitude of Princess Jasper.
'She has a pretty face, but she's far inferior to me.'
Princess Resilia glanced at Princess Jasper, who was lifting her teacup, and felt proud of herself.
“What is on my face?”
Empress Jasper noticed the Princess's gaze and asked her.
“Oh, no. The Crown Princess is so elegant that I couldn’t help but stare at you, so please forgive my rudeness.”
Princess Resilia narrowed her eyes and answered kindly.
“Oh my, to hear such praise from such a beauty. Isn’t it an honor?”
Princess Jasper said, gently taking Prince Calvain's arm. Then Prince Calvain smiled along with her and asked Princess Resilia.
“I saw you dancing with my younger brother at the banquet yesterday.”
“Ah, yes... You saw it.”
Princess Resilia answered with an awkward smile.
“Princess, let me get straight to the point. What do you think of my brother, or rather, Prince Norton?”
“!”
“!”
The two siblings exchanged glances at Prince Calvain's words.
'Fuck, why am I here?'
Perhaps because of the sin he committed against Prince Norton, he felt uncomfortable having tea with his older brother, Prince Calvain. However, since Prince Tesla was good at being pretentious and flattering, he hid his true feelings and had a friendly conversation with Prince Calvain with a smiling face. On the other hand, Princess Resilia was always in a good mood because of the friendly attitude of Princess Jasper.
'She has a pretty face, but she's far inferior to me.'
Princess Resilia glanced at Princess Jasper, who was lifting her teacup, and felt proud of herself.
“What is on my face?”
Empress Jasper noticed the Princess's gaze and asked her.
“Oh, no. The Crown Princess is so elegant that I couldn’t help but stare at you, so please forgive my rudeness.”
Princess Resilia narrowed her eyes and answered kindly.
“Oh my, to hear such praise from such a beauty. Isn’t it an honor?”
Princess Jasper said, gently taking Prince Calvain's arm. Then Prince Calvain smiled along with her and asked Princess Resilia.
“I saw you dancing with my younger brother at the banquet yesterday.”
“Ah, yes... You saw it.”
Princess Resilia answered with an awkward smile.
“Princess, let me get straight to the point. What do you think of my brother, or rather, Prince Norton?”
“!”
“!”
The two siblings exchanged glances at Prince Calvain's words.
***
“Here... is a magic potion that can remove burn scars?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Linel was lost in thought, fiddling with the empty potion bottle he had taken from Zelda's bedroom.
“According to Wizard Big, it is so rare that she orders that magic potion, so he remembers exactly the day Her Majesty the Empress visited.”
“He remembers Zelda..."
“To be exact, he remembered Her Majesty the Empress’s condition...”
Raphael hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and answered.
“What condition?”
There was a murderous aura on Emperor Linel's face.
'Can I talk about this?'
Raphael was very careful about telling the wizard Big about the Empress's condition. His mouth was not moving properly, but it seemed as if the Emperor would force his mouth open if he did not speak right away.
“So here...”
Raphael trailed off, circling his right cheek with his index finger. The area he was pointing to was probably where Zelda’s burn scar had been. Linel’s forehead wrinkled deeply.
“What’s there? Tell me straight.”
“She has severe burn scars.”
Raphael quickly responded to Linel's sharp gaze. But there was something strange about Raphael's words.
“Is it there?”
He asked again, placing his hand on his forehead.
“So you’re saying that taking a magic potion didn’t make the scar disappear?”
“Yes... Your Majesty.”
His pupils shook at Raphael's answer.
“Then what magic potion is the Empress currently taking...”
“It’s temporary. And Big said it’s time to order a new magic potion soon.”
This time, Linel stood up from his desk chair without saying a word and walked to the window. Raphael followed him with a worried look. The Emperor was usually very playful, but when he became serious, it was impossible to guess what he was thinking.
“And the first person to request a magic potion was Prince Tesla.”
At Raphael's words, Linel's eyes narrowed. Raphael, who was quietly watching him, felt uneasy at his prolonged silence.
“What I specifically instructed you to do.”
“I have taken care of it. Now... what do you plan to do, Your Majesty?”
After staring out the window for a while, he gestured for Raphael to come closer while keeping his gaze outside the window.
“Raphael, there’s one more thing you have to take care of.”
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