At those words, the surroundings became quiet.
It was time for the remaining courtiers to reweigh their positions with their eyes shining at the Emperor's cold reaction.
"Your Highness?"
Medea's vision was shattered.
Her consciousness was shattered, and scenes scattered like shards appeared before her eyes.
Following the first fragment, in which the wizard of the dark robe stabs his sword into Cesare's back.
The second piece shows Cesare falling under the ice wall, entangled with the warlock in the center.
And even the last fragment of Cesare, who was injured and struggled to get up, crawled somewhere in a cave, and finally lost consciousness.
Just like when he defeated the evil dragon, afterimages that encompassed the present and the past passed by.
And then it disappeared in an instant.
Medea was again in the imperial palace, which was full of courtiers.
The green eyes seemed to be thinking about something, and then they fell silent.
Eventually, a calm voice rang out.
"Then I'll go to the iceberg. While everyone is preoccupied with fighting each other over my husband's life and death, he must be slowly dying... You wouldn't even allow this, would you?"
Medea's green eyes flashed like a whip.
***
When she came out of the Imperial Palace, the sun was still shining hot.
Medea felt the heat of the sun, which was completely different from the gray color of the ice wall that Medea had seen in her vision a while ago.
'The temperature that on the iceberg will feel now must be incomparably lower than this.'
Somehow, her mouth was dry. The speed of her steps increased.
The moment she turned the corner, she bumped into someone head-on.
"Oh no. Sister-in-law, are you okay?"
It was the Third Prince Juan.
When he faced Medea, he did not have the smile of a gentleman who was always hanging, nor the anxious face that his mother, Western Empress, saw after she was imprisoned in the tower.
He seemed strangely calm and strangely relaxed.
"In this situation, I highly value my sister-in-law's spirit and extraordinary intelligence in going to the north."
Juan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and continued quietly.
"However, isn't it too much of a talent to be buried for the dead?"
A mean light flashed through his eyes.
"If you want, the seat next to me is also empty, so please think about it. The position of Empress may be difficult, but I can take care of my sister-in-law."
Starting from the temples, the gaze that stopped from the tip of the nose to the lips was filled with the aura of temptation.
Medea looked at Juan calmly, and he shuddered slightly.
Surely this woman promised not to show any mercy when she put my mother in a difficult situation...
'I covet her abilities, but that ugly appearance is also my preference.'
"It will be heartbreaking, but you have to accept it. If you dare to walk that far, what will be left?"
A smile burst out on Juan's face.
When she was with Chesare, he couldn't even dream of it, but now he can hold it in his hands.
At that moment, slap! With a sound, Juan hugged his cheek and rolled around.
"You dare...!"
"Since my brother is absent, I think my sister-in-law will have to teach me instead."
Medea lightly shook her hand that had been striking his cheek. It's as if it's dirty.
"Still, half of the blood is mixed, so how can you disturb the norms so dullly? If my husband comes back alive, how can you see his face?"
Soon, Medea stood in front of Juan and looked down at him as he collapsed.
Contrary to her calm voice, there was a chill in her eyes.
Hmm. Juan shrank his shoulders unknowingly, and soon changed his Impression.
"You didn't say you were beaten..."
"That's right. I think many people were so confident three years ago, but what happened? 1st Prince's bad taste betrays people's expectations, and I can't be sure. What do you think, the 3rd Prince?"
"..."
Juan paused.
As Medea said, he seemed to be reminded of Cesare, who had returned alive and well even after being diagnosed with a terminal illness three years ago.
"If it were me, I wouldn't let my guard down. You know, Juan? The throne you're aiming for is a place where even a moment of carelessness can cut your throat."
This time, Medea teased, tucked Juan's disheveled hair behind his ear.
"Isn't it a waste of life to throw it away to vulgar desires?"
After a while.
"Your Highness, I will be away for a while."
Gallo, who had been watching Juan's back as he left, was about to leave.
"Gallo, if you're trying to get revenge on Juan, stop."
"But he insulted Your Highness and the Boss. After paying the price for making fun of his mouth with a cut tongue, he will come to his senses."
On Gallo's face, there was no sign of his usual single appearance.
"I don't have time for that, Lord Gallo. Terence, I have to go back to the border right now."
"Are you sure that Your Highness will accompany us? Your Highness, it is a very dangerous and rugged place."
"If I had been afraid of that, I wouldn't have declared it in front of everyone."
Terrence panicked for a moment, then shook his head.
When the Golden Tower was raided, the cradle of warlocks that had been hidden for half a century was by no means formidable.
They almost died from doing the magic near the ice wall.
He could see why even Cesare, who cared terribly for Medea, was unwilling to take her away, saying it was dangerous.
"As you know, there may still be black magic circles that we haven't done yet. It's too dangerous."
Take Medea to such a place? As soon as Cesare found out, let alone give him credit, he might try to strangle himself.
"I have an obligation to keep Your Highness' charge safe.
"He's alive."
At that moment, Medea grabbed Terrence by the wrist.
"I saw it. I need to go find him right away."
The voice that was muttered quietly was full of confidence.
Terrence was confused as to whether to believe this or how to reassure her.
"I saw it."
"Did you see it... What is that..."
"When you hit the Golden Tower, the warlock in the center fled to the west gate, right? A man named Edra wore a dark robe."
"He, how did Your Highness... that?"
Terrence's eyes widened.
"Sometimes I see scenes that I don't understand. Just like I saw his past before I cut down the dragon."
Terrence belatedly remembered that she was the goddess's chosen agent.
Yes, if it's the power of the goddess... Maybe she will be able to bring the dead Cesare back from the underworld.
"So this may also be a revelation. I might save his life."
"I understand. I will take Your Highness with me."
Terrence was about to turn around, but stopped and bent down.
"Cesare, there is something he asked me the other day. If anything happens to him, please take Her Highness back to Valdina."
These were the words that Cesare said as if they were passing by.
"Whenever you give up all the good and precious things and try to take over by your side, why do you want to send Her Highness back?"
"Don't worry, I don't intend to let her go easily. But..."
Terrence remembers that Cesare's golden eyes were cooling down.
Just like when the original curse ate him one day, when he tried to return him to the Demon Tower. It was a fuckingly rational, neatly ordered look.
"Without me, everyone, including the Emperor, would be the first to target Medea. Before that, take her out."
However, Cesare must know.
Even in the primordial curse, Terrence did not back down from him.
That he couldn't follow Cesare's request right away, when his life was at stake.
"He won't agree to take Your Highness there now, but I have no other choice but to put my hopes on Your Highness in the current situation."
Terrence and other subordinates of the 1st Prince faction could not miss even a glimmer of hope.
"We have to move right away. I don't have time."
"I'll get ready right now."
She nodded.
***
Terrence left, and Medea ordered Neril, Menil, and the other entourage to prepare to leave for the iceberg.
Medea turned to Mrs. Tolin.
"While I'm away, people who want to find out the situation will flock to the villa. If there is someone who is making fun of you inside, you can immediately dispose of it without saying anything."
Medea's eyes became determined.
The old woman looked at the sight of Medea captivating his servants.
"Indeed, you are the companion chosen by His Highness."
Even in this situation, instead of being in despair, Medea sees that they are looking for a way to move forward.
"While I'm there, people who want to find out the situation will flock to the villa. So you will have to make sure that no information about the First Prince leaks out until I return."
"I will follow Your Highness's words."
Medea was also strict with the vassals of the 1st Prince's faction.
"The important thing now is to find His Highness the First Prince. If there is a provocation from the Emperor or the Third Prince, do not respond."
Now was the time for the internal bonds to be stronger than ever.
"I will bring him back, so don't waver, keep your seats."
It is said that people shine in crises.
Even before that, the 1st Princess was thought to be a great helper.
However, the way she threw herself without hesitation in a precarious situation where not only Cesare but also herself could be in danger was strongly imprinted in the minds of the vassals of the 1st Prince faction, Inside and outside the palace.
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