Eastern Empress's hand on the table slammed the tablecloth.
As the regular sound continued, Eastern Empress's anger gradually disappeared, and the meaningless thoughts reared their heads.
'Really, I wonder if that sissy can bring Angelique back.'
"Angelique will have to stay there for the rest of her life, so she should put aside her regrets and make up her mind as soon as possible."
The moment she remembered the voice of the Western Empress again, her nails were deeply embedded in the tablecloth. At the same time, tears fell down her face.
Anger and sadness rose together.
What is the use of this dazzling glass greenhouse where she is sitting now, the love of the Emperor that never dries up, this comfort and splendor?
She doesn't even dare to say the name of her child to the man who has been with her all her life.
Favor is a useless thing that is reaped whenever the Emperor's heart leaves.
Nevertheless, the reason why she tries to show it off and not lose it is because she knows better than anyone else that the moment she loses it, she cannot even guarantee her daughter's safety.
"If his son ascends to the throne, the Western Empress will never let Angelique live."
How many years have they been arguing with each other?
It would not be strange if Angelique screamed to death one day.
However, the First Prince is not afraid of his cruel disposition.
"... If the mother and daughter don't do nonsense, I can overlook it."
It seems that the monster cares about his wife enough to give her his seal.
The reason why the nobles at today's tea party lowered their tails is not only because of the 1st Princess' immunity.
The seal on the slender finger of the 1st Princess reminded her of the presence of the 1st Prince behind her.
"God..."
Eastern Empress was choked up.
A daughter who was raised so that it wouldn't hurt even if she put it in her eyes.
"If that sissy really brings Angelique back."
The Empress looked up at the sky with hateful eyes.
"Let's forget all my wishes and hold their hands."
But like the white clouds floating in the sunny sky, it seemed so distant now.
***
"Ugh. Uh-huh, Your Majesty the Eastern Empress ..."
"Ugh, ugh..."
The cries of the three of them, who were dragged out by the hands of the maids, stopped at the same time when they reached a space where no one was looking.
The three of them raised their heads and exchanged glances.
"How..."
The Countess of Beaumont curled up her trembling fingertips.
"Did it work out as expected by the 1st Princess?"
Her words made everyone think of the same sentence in their heads.
"The reason you betrayed your master is because you were threatened by holding the leash of your flesh and blood."
"She knows Her Majesty's disposition more than we who have served Her Majesty all our lives..."
By mixing truth and lies, they created a punishment that was acceptable to the Empress. She had already predicted how Empress would react in the process.
That elaborate calculation came out of the mind of the young 1st Princess, who had arrived in Katzen for less than half a year.
"If it weren't for us, today's tea party wouldn't have gone as planned."
Rubbing her arms, Lady Evelynn muttered.
"Anyway... It's a good thing that His Highness will never know the real reason why we betrayed His Highness the Emperor."
So they were still able to stay by the Eastern Empress's side.
If she knew the real reason, Eastern Empress would never have forgiven them.
"But our leash... It's still in the hands of the First Princess."
Dean Clarisse pointed softly, and there was a moment of heavy and uncomfortable silence.
She was fortunate to be able to continue this life as she does now.
However, the anxiety that followed could not be erased by anything.
She doesn't know when or how the 1st Princess will try to tighten this leash again.
They have not escaped yet. Still, it was in the hands of the First Princess.
Alas.
A silent sigh spread.
***
"Your Highness, do you really want to bring the Fourth Princess back?"
Saya asked Medea, who came out of the glass greenhouse.
"Yes."
"What if the Fourth Princess returned... What if she suddenly changes her mind and aims for Your Highness?"
Saya couldn't hide her worries when she remembered the trembling of the Fourth Princess in Valdina.
"A bird that has already lost its wings cannot fly easily in any wind."
Medea's tone was soft but firm.
"And over the past three years, countless others have grazed her collar."
In the days when the succession plan was closest. It was only Western Empress who was Jealous of the Fourth Princess, who monopolized the Emperor's love.
"I don't think the Fourth Princess has the disposition to overcome such hardships and get back on their feet... Even If It really is, it's okay."
That's why she sent the Eastern Empress's entourage back.
If she loses the background of the Eastern Empress, the Fourth Princess will fall apart again.
Medea laughed quietly. Her delicate fingers swept through the air.
It's as if you are touching the strings of dolls hanging under your fingertips.
After escaping from the East Palace, the two walked diligently to get on the carriage.
Whether or not you know the eventful moments of today's tea party, the sky was still sunny, and the imperial palace was vast and beautiful.
"Your Highness, I don't think this is the case."
Saya looked confused.
You have to go to the place where the carriage is waiting, because you can see the bridge and the lake.
She looked around, but few people were passing by.
"I think I came out of the glass greenhouse through the wrong door. There were three identical doors..."
The Katzen Imperial Palace was said to be such a huge and complex place that even those who had spent many years could easily get lost.
Medea, who knew all the corners of Katzen, didn't know much about the interior of the palace.
It's a place she wasn't allowed to do in her past life.
Medea nodded.
"Oh, it looks like there are maids over there."
Saya spotted a human figure in the distance of the lake beyond the pier and was about to take her foot away.
Rustling. She heard a sound.
As Medea straightened, a small hand jutted out from the bushes and grabbed Saya's wrist.
"Who...!"
Saya tried to shake it off sharply, but soon discovered that the owner of the hand was a young boy.
It was a little monk wearing a shabby investigation uniform. His small mouth was tightly closed, and his eyes were wide open.
The boy looked at Saya and shook his head vigorously.
"...What?"
Saya asked. The boy shook his head again.
Then, with his big, clear eyes, he pointed to Saya, Medea, and the other bridge.
"What the hell are you talking about..."
"Saya, it looks like he's trying to stop you. I don't think you should go that way."
Medea's words made Saya suddenly discover that the boy was missing one ear.
The moment she realized that the boy was deaf, Saya stopped trying to shake her hand away and nodded silently.
The boy's face brightened up, and he looked relieved.
Then he turned and held out the cluster of red roses he was holding in his other hand to Medea.
"Are you giving it to Her Highness?"
Saya thought that he was paying tribute to the First Princess. But Medea had a thought.
"The red rose is the symbol of Emperor Katzen."
"Hey, is the Emperor there?"
The boy slowly read the shape of Medea's mouth and nodded.
The stems of the freshly picked roses had a fresh green smell.
"If I run into His Majesty, you're afraid I'll get in trouble, so you're here to tell me?"
Medea spoke clearly, and the boy nodded again.
But the boy's hand she examined, had no scratches.
It meant that it was not the boy who broke the rose and gave the warning.
Medea looked around.
In the distance, a gray robe similar to a boy's loomed through the bushes.
"Huh? The East Palace is over there? Yes, thank you so much."
Meanwhile, Saya understood the direction the boy gave her with her hand gestures and thanked the boy.
Saya quickly whispered to Medea.
"Your Highness, I'll go back for a while to see if he's right."
Despite the clear and innocent eyes of the little monk, Saya didn't seem to trust the boy completely.
"No, let's go together."
"If it's a trap, Your Highness will be in trouble."
"So you have to go with me even more."
She would be able to save her limbs if she needed them.
Medea followed Saya and gave the boy her bracelet to the boy as a token of her gratitude. The boy flailed and refused to take it.
Medea leaned down to put the bracelet on, and the boy bowed his head.
Then, the collar of the leash that the boy was wearing was revealed through the monk's suit. A piece of wood in the shape of a deer antler was hung from the leather strap.
"This..."
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