"Do you dare to ally with me now?"
Northern Emsnorted.press There was a fierceness at the end of it.
"How can I trust you when you dragged my daughter to the floor?"
"If you want to reignite an old hatred, you must first think about whom it will consume."
Medea stared at her calmly.
"It seems that the Emperor is ready to throw you into the fire, right?"
If you aim at me, you will burn them all together.
At that gaze and question, the cold blade that sliced the heart of the Empress was well forged.
Eastern Empress swallowed a hollow laugh.
'Who, who on earth said that Valdina's daughter was stupid?'
Now she understands.
How cleverly this little one was hiding herself under the water.
"Or does Your Majesty still believe that your daughter can become the heir to the Empire?"
"..."
Eastern Empress bit his lip.
She couldn't deny it anymore.
She once dreamed of it. The day her daughter Angelique sits on the golden throne.
But now, the brilliant dream had long since fallen to the ground and was covered in dust.
Her daughter has already been pushed out of the center.
In politics, the fourth Princess Angeliques was already an abandoned party.
Even if a miracle happened and the first or Third Prince died, the nobles of Katzen would not have to support Angelique as Emperor in the hope of bringing other Princes back.
'I can't even see him again, let alone the throne.'
The ruthless Emperor treated his daughter, who had ruined his plans against his will, like an enemy.
The loyal courtiers threw out their butts in search of a way to live, and even the Emperor, who was trying to save his granddaughter, lay in bed.
All that remains for her now is the corners of her eyes that are burning every night, and the longing that she can't even call her child's name easily.
"..."
"You won't believe me."
Medea grinned and brushed the rim of the teacup.
The tea had long since cooled down, and she didn't want to drink any more, but the touch was gracious as it brushed the smooth surface.
"What if the first step in building trust between us is to bring Her Highness the Fourth Princess back to this holy city?"
What? The Empress raised his head.
Her big eyes were filled with doubt and surprise at once.
"Ha, there is no way that is possible."
Soon, Northern Empress snorted nonsense.
"Your situation is so destitute that you say things that even the fountain cannot bear. Did I look so formidable?"
"It is estimated that Eastern Empress endured the hard days to the extent that you could not even have the slightest hope."
A calm but caressing voice descended.
"Wouldn't it be too harsh for the Fourth Princess to give up, waiting only for their mothers?"
"Shut up! It's not something that your sissy would say carelessly!"
Even she, the mother, couldn't do it.
How hard she struggled to save Angelique.
Even if she drew favor, power, wealth, and all the means at her disposal, she could not change the Emperor's heart in the end.
"To His Majesty, Angelique is no longer his daughter. The one who ruined his will and made your Valdina rich. It is a wound of His Majesty and a sign of failure."
Like an unconscious thought, Northern Empress's sincerity burst out.
The Emperor's madness and obsession grew worse day by day, and no one could break his stubbornness.
"Every time your husband came to power, every time Valdina's name came up, His Majesty thought of Angelique. And he blamed all the faults and blame on her. So... He will never be allowed to come back."
It was funny.
In front of a sissy who wouldn't be able to chew her to death, she revealed her deepest intentions that she had never revealed to anyone.
A child who has now been forgotten by everyone's mind.
Was she shaken by her words that she would save her daughter, who was the only one she missed?
I must have really become pathetic, Eastern Empress thought.
"Yes, it's not easy. So it's all the more valuable."
However, the First Princess remained the same.
As if the Eastern Empress had not been tainted by the depth of despair that she had inadvertently shed, her beautiful face was calm.
The dignity reflected on the white face belongs to someone who has never been crumpled, who has never been slumped.
As her daughter Angelique once did.
"It's better to prove it with actions than with a hundred words."
Medea smiled at the distorted Eastern Empress.
"Our unity is the day when the Fourth Princess steps on the land of the saints again, we will speak again."
"Go away!"
Eastern Empress gritted her teeth and shouted. Medea calmly bowed to her knees.
"Then, Your Majesty Eastern Empress, until then, please stay strong."
***
"That stupid thing..."
Even after the First Princess left, the Empress could not vent all his anger.
She was holding her breath with her lips tightly closed.
"Your Majesty..."
She looked up at a familiar voice.
The Countess of Beaumont, Lady Evelyn, and Dean Clarice stood in front of her, faces like corpses that had been drained of their souls.
Their pale face were full of tears, and their lips were bloodless.
Now that they had made their master's plan fail, all that was left was to deal with the Empress' anger.
"Kill me. I dare to betray Your Majesty."
They fell to their knees. Their face was stained with tears.
"Pathetic things. Do you come back to me without shame and beg for forgiveness?... Did I look so stupid that you would accept the rotten squires who betrayed me?"
Tea water was sprinkled over their heads.
The shards of the shattered teacup brushed against their face and hands, creating a red rash.
They are people of a status that is recognizable just by name.
Even in the palace, they have never experienced such humiliation.
Knowing what they had done today, they bowed their heads, not even thinking of wiping the blood from the dripping tea.
"I... Your Majesty... I have a child... I can't help it..."
"Your Majesty...To the First Prince..."
Difficult excuses leaked out of the tangled crying.
Eastern Empress shot coldly.
"Where have all those simple oaths of loyalty to me gone, even if you die? Knowing the character of the First Prince, did you stay by my side without the determination to die in that disposition?"
Her eyes glared at them.
The fact that the people she trusted the most had ruined her plans and sprayed filth on her face was not enough to strangle her right now.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty... I'm really sorry... Ugh..."
"I, wait, had my eyes rolled. I was too afraid... Hmmm..."
The Emperor admitted calmly.
They said the 1st Princess used her husband to kidnap and blackmail the family members of the Eastern Empress's entourage.
"Clarisse has a sick old mother, and Beaumont and Evelyn are terrible to their children."
She should have turned a blind eye to the loyalty of the god of war. However.
'Even I, who have not been able to break the bitter affection, can't blame them?'
Eastern Empress closed her eyes tightly. The fire went out as if someone had poured water into a bucket over the surging anger.
Eastern Empress swallowed a short sigh.
"Ha, it's done. Go away. Don't show up until I call you for a while."
The tear-stained faces looked up in surprise.
The fact that the Eastern Empress did not have the maids beat them and chase them away right away meant that she would forgive them.
"My Majesty. I will never do this again."
"Thank you. Your Majesty, how..."
"It's noisy, go away."
Eastern Empress waved her hand in annoyance.
Seeing that they all had squalid faces like corpses, it was obvious that she could tell how much they were upset by their family, who had been taken away by a cruel bastard.
"The pathetic things, all the things under me, are like that, and I will be humiliated by the first Princess."
However, contrary to her words, she lacked the hatred for Medea, which had been burning like before.
This is because the words she left behind a while ago inspired a ray of hope in Eastern Empress's heart.
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