The extravagant artists rushed to kick the mouth.
It was unfortunate that the Second Princess had been defecated, but there were many people who said that it was not appropriate to place the blame on Lord Sheerkan.
In principle, it would be a matter of punishing the 2nd Princess's exclusive guard.
Above all, this decision did not take into account the position of the First Princess at all.
Although the marriage was based on political interests, the two had been close since childhood.
The official engagement took place three years ago, but the actual marriage lasted more than a decade.
The unilateral separation of the two has been criticized by many people.
And everyone agreed that the Empress's breath must have had a strong effect on the Emperor's unreasonable judgment. It was an open secret that she was fighting to make her young son Emperor.
"What will be the relationship between His Highness the Crown Prince and the Sheerkan family in the future?"
The maid who was stirring the pot with a ladle turned to the healer sent by the Empress Palace and asked.
A middle-aged magician named Marisen was a frequent visitor to the main palace, so he was full of rumors.
He chopped a bunch of fresh herbs with his knife and replied heartily.
"I don't know... If Lord Sheerkan really breaks his engagement to the First Princess and marries the Second Princess, then the strong alliance between the two factions is effectively over."
"Then, the Sheerkhan family may turn to support His Highness the Second Prince?"
Marisen looked skeptical.
"Considering Lord Sheerkan's disposition, I wonder if he will change his position so easily."
"Why? His Highness the Second Prince is much better than that stupid Prince."
The maid's rash remark caused the healer to warn her with a stern look.
"You better watch your mouth. Even though there are only a limited number of people coming and going here, the Imperial Palace has ears on the walls."
The maid pouted her lips.
However, she was scared inside, so she looked around.
Seeing this, the healer laughed and continued to stab again.
Whatever the relationship between the Crown Prince and the Sheerkan family was, it had nothing to do with him.
He kept his ears open to rumors for his master's sake, but basically, he wasn't interested in anything other than his own work.
Marisen put the rare herbs he had found in a small pot and pulled the bellows.
Soon, the sap was bubbling up, and the strong aroma of herbs wafted through the kitchen.
When the herbs were sufficiently brewed, he put the jar on the window to cool down, but suddenly he heard a voice from outside.
"Is there anyone here?"
The maid, who was sweating profusely and shoved firewood into the kiln, looked up in surprise.
"Has anyone decided to come?"
"I haven't received any..."
Marisen poked his head out of the window to look at the entrance to the palace.
He could see people in swarggly robes lined up among the thick bushes. They didn't look like they were sent from the Empress's palace.
Marisen, frowning at foreboding, pushed the maid out the back door.
"I'll go outside. You go to the Empress Palace and bring the soldiers."
At the moment, there were only three or four maids in the palace, the Second Princess's nanny, and he as a healer.
Isn't it a situation where the Second Princess is unusually obscured, and they are unable to have a proper guard?
If they tried to harm him, there was nothing they could do to stop him.
The maid, who knew it well, quickly slipped out of the kitchen.
Marisen waited until the maid was far enough away, then crossed the hall and opened the front door.
At the entrance of the palace stood two men in military uniforms and three women who appeared to be nobles.
Marisen, who had been looking at them with caution, spoke cautiously.
"What are you here for?"
"I'm here to see Thalia Roem Guirta."
The woman standing at the back stepped forward and said.
Marisen, seeing her face, gasped and took a breath. The woman with the highest status in the empire after the Empress was standing in front of him.
Marisen quickly bowed his head.
"I see His Royal Highness the First Princess."
"Yes, please guide me."
Ayla Roem Guirta worked with a tired voice.
Marisen lifted his head and took a moment to refuse.
"I am sorry, Your Highness, but the Second Princess has not yet fully recovered her health. If you come back in the future..."
"Are you afraid I'll hurt my sister?"
Suddenly, the Princess's voice turned cold.
"Your loyalty is strong, but you don't seem to know who you're dealing with. I didn't ask for a favor. I gave an order."
".."
"If you understand, hurry up and take the lead."
Marisen, who had been frozen like a mouse in front of a snake, finally turned around.
The whole way to the room, the First Princess didn't say a word.
Marisen looked over his shoulder and looked at the bedroom door that was getting closer, and swallowed dryly.
It had been a few hours since the scented candle was lit, so the Second Princess would have woken up by now.
But he was deeply worried that his debilitated patient would be able to deal with this daunting visitor.
"You guys are waiting here. I'll go inside by myself."
At the end of the hallway, the Princess gave her orders to the attendants who were following her in a firm voice, and then gave Marisen a high-pressure look.
Under unspoken pressure to announce her arrival, Marisen knocked on the door.
"Your Highness, I have arrived. May I go inside?"
However, there was no answer from Inside.
Could it be that she is still sleeping?
Marisen thought about it for a moment, then gently pulled on the doorknob.
The room was filled with the smell of herbs and the thick sweetness that could come from fruit that was about to rot.
Marisen's eyebrows furrowed at the scent that disturbed his head, and he was horrified to find Thalia lying like a corpse on the bed.
He hurriedly ran to the side of the bed and put his hand under her nose, but fortunately, he felt a faint breath.
He breathed a sigh of relief, but then he saw her legs that were messed up under the skirt that was curled up to her thighs.
Also, it looked like she had unbandaged it and squeezed the scar out, and there were a lot of scratches on her reddish skin.
Marisen let out a heavy sigh and placed his hand on her leg to cast a simple healing spell on her.
At that moment, a bony hand reached out and grabbed his wrist.
Marisen turned his head in a hurry and met her foggy blue eyes, and he held his breath involuntarily.
Her unfocused eyes wandered aimlessly in the air.
The deep blue iris rippled with the slightest movement of his gaze.
It was like the smoke that the Princess breathed in every day, and it was a distracting eye.
"...I said anyone could come in without permission."
Thalia opened her lips with dried blood scabs and spit out a beautiful voice mixed with the sound of metal.
Marisen came to his senses and quickly pulled the blanket up and covered her legs.
"I apologize, Your Highness. The guest said she would definitely meet..."
He straightened up and pointed to the doorway with a wink, and her gaze followed him straight away.
Marisen could feel the Second Princess's delicate body tense.
Thalia staggered her upper body to her feet and glared at her half-sister with a wary look.
"What happened to such a shabby place?"
"I'm here because I want to talk."
The First Princess entered the room, stared down at her sister's face, and then turned her head to Marisen.
"Please, please leave your seat."
Marisen was overwhelmed by the First Princess's intimidation and staggered out of the bedroom.
Just as he was about to close the door, the sisters who were born on different boats dug into the snow.
Unlike Thalia Roem Gurta, who seemed to be shattered at any moment, Ayla Roem Gurta was shining with vitality.
For some reason, the contrast made his mouth tingle.
Marisen stared at Thalia for a moment with shadowy eyes, and then closed the door with a heavy sigh.
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