That's how the conspiracy reaches the present. The current conspiracies in the imperial palace were so diverse that it was difficult to count.
A plot to poison the Prince, a conspiracy involving ghosts, and even the Rosentine of Arzen becoming Roan, the granddaughter of a wandering fortune teller.
Roan politely bowed in front of Shartus, who still exuded a sense of intimidation.
"My name is Roan, Your Highness, the Prince."
"You can help me."
"Yes."
"After the old woman, the child."
"It's not a bad idea to show off your youth."
The mouth is an equation. Rosentine thought so, but she still had to say something.
There was almost no age difference between Shartus and her. Rosentine looked at his well-carved face and smiled. If you are a child, the same is true.
Hostang opened his mouth from the side. Rosentine was so surprised that he couldn't spit out words like "Cheeky!"
It was a different midday meeting than last time. Instead of the imperial palace, Shartus's private villa became the meeting place.
That night. Rosentine, disguised as an old woman, finished speaking and scolded him. She seemed to be about to end the conversation. Hostang stopped the old woman who was about to finish her words and leave.
'Wait! I'm going to send my granddaughter. What are you going to do? Do you just talk and don't recite the method?'
'I'm sorry, but it's this old woman's trade secret.'
Hostang looked stunned. To be honest. If it weren't for Shartus, he was not Rosentine's opponent...
It is a shamelessness that has been honed by suffering numerous persecutions from previous lives. She was not enough to compete with him, who had grown up as a knight.
Shartus watched her silently. His eyes stung like a sword, and Rosentine continued speaking.
'The time when the sun rises into the northern forest. I will send my child in front of the white flower garden.'
The forest north of the Imperial Palace. In that place used as a hunting ground, there was only one flower garden planted with white flowers. A good place to avoid human eyes in moderation. He didn't have to worry about someone peeking.
If it were within the realm of the Imperial palace, he would have been a spy anywhere.
"It's the same tone as your grandmother."
"Because I grew up in that embrace."
Rosentine retorted lightly. She was willing to pass on any question lightly. She didn't want to be questioned or suspected.
If she had done it, she could have been accused of being the culprit behind all of this. How dare you cut your head for the crime of destroying the imperial family?
Oh, the nobles were treated well, so she might not have her throat cut off.
Still, it is the same to die. Rosentine hid the tension with a smile.
It is better to be considered an eccentric than to be suspected. Anyway, with her way of thinking, no matter what she did, she was a geek.
Fortunately, Shartus seemed to have listened to Rosentine's opinion. She doesn't know how long it will last, but it wasn't going to be decided right now.
The reason why I just let your grandmother go a few days ago was that I had a place to go."
She waited for Shartus in the promised flower garden. She was perfectly disguised.
Shartus looked at her and said with cold eyes. He was right.
That night, she didn't talk at length in the form of an old woman. Above all, it was not a suitable place for a long story. She didn't know what kind of people would be hiding on the bridge to the city, no matter how sparsely populated the night was.
Rosentine knew what the secret letter that Shartus had received. So she looked him straight into his eyes and slowly pulled the corners of her mouth up.
She knew. Shartus could not have ignored the story.
A secret letter received from a static enemy. A spy who approached close enough to place it between the statues in his private study.
The combination of the two was enough for Shartus to be wary of his surroundings. Moreover, it was even more so when it came to combining the current situation.
Currently, there are two heirs to the throne of Kartazen. Eswar, the Crown Prince, and Shartus, the Second Prince. The Emperor gave Eswar his full support, so the battle for succession did not take place.
This was also because he openly appealed that Shartus was taking a different path from the succession.
Shartus did not enter the academy, which says anyone who wants to enter politics can.
It was different from Eswar's outstanding performance at the Academy. Shartus had increased his erudition through private tutoring, and most importantly, he served in the Order of the Guard.
That was just a while ago. The knight of the guard symbolically works for the king. Therefore, his intention to inform the political world was certain...
"To be a sword for the imperial family."
On the day he became the commander of the Guard Knights, the inauguration speech that Shartus gave was also famous. Especially since his skills were ridiculously outstanding. Also known as the undefeated knight.
He was more demonic than genius. When he grabbed the sword, it immediately became the limbs of Shartus and worked for him. As if singing. Instead of exceptions or disagreements, only myths prevailed.
The sight of him serving even his weapons made many warriors tremble.
He was a regular at the songs that resounded in bars, and he was the object of many young dreams.
It was unbelievable, but there was a precedent for the imperial family of Kartazen, so Rosentine could not be doubted.
Secret, the tradition of the imperial family.
However, about a year ago, the situation began to twist and turn. The Crown Prince, whose health had been deteriorating for several years, gradually stopped appearing in public.
It was once again a tradition of the Imperial family. Luxury artists and salons began to be covered with stories again.
"It's the curse of the Imperial family."
'Then this time is the Second Prince?'
The eyes of the nobles began to turn away from Eswar and towards Shartus. The curse of the imperial family.
In the era when an outstanding person appears, someone from another royal family member suffers a change that is close to death.
Although it was easy on the outside, the tradition was a legend that lasted for hundreds of years, and it was also the factor that made Kartazen an empire.
No one knows what the Second Prince's heart was like. However, a large number of nobles who were from the Crown Prince's faction moved to the Second Prince, and the nobles of the Crown Prince's faction became wary of him.
Due to concerns, Shartur was forced to leave the Order of the Guard. Needless to say, this further fueled public suspicion.
In this situation, it was Count Almert who sent a letter to Shartus. As a member of a merchant family, he was one of the wealthiest among the nobles of the Crown Prince's faction.
Rosentine did not know what he had sent. Because ghosts can't open letters. Even if she was curious, she wouldn't have been able to look into it.
Rosentine knew two more secrets of the imperial palace than others.
There are many ghosts in the imperial palace, and they can't go out of the imperial palace. The ghosts that followed her could no longer follow her when the imperial palace's land ended.
It was fortunate for her, but now she feels a little sorry. He said that the spies' locations were limited.
Rosentine did not tell Shartus that there was a current poisoning plot against him. You don't have to take out all the cards you have at once.
She had to be the granddaughter of a fortune teller who accidentally noticed his danger as planned. And she will stop that plan in the future.
'Yes, if you think about it. It's a scam.'
Looking at Shartus, Rosentine thought. This was a scam she started. A hoax that will save at least two people at the risk of their lives.
She pretended to be a smile that she didn't know the inside of the whole time. There is no need to be too low or too high. It was better to be considered the granddaughter of a wandering fortune teller than to show a nursery rhyme.
So she decided to bring out her original self, which no one could see. Born in South Korea and living in Acrana, Rosentine is the same as him.
Shartus's eyes scanned Rosentine's shabby hood. Strangely, he looked funny.
The moment she saw that face, her complicated thoughts stopped.
'Was he a person who often made faces like that?'
At least she has seen it in ballrooms. Every time he changed his expression, Rosentine took a deep breath. Because she accepted the power of the Imperial Family head-on, she was still weak in the pulpit.
To be honest, the attack of his magical beauty was unbearable. His face in the sun showed off a different charm than at night.
The charm changes every hour, so she thinks that face must be very tired too. Looking at him makes her feel strange. She just hoped to get used to it during the time they were together
Shartus had been silently pursuing Rosentine from the time he met her in the carriage to the time he came to the villa now.
She was more nervous that he was just showing his authority than asking about this and that. Undefeated knight. Rosentine swallowed invisibly. She was a born loser.
***
The bonfire in the secret villa burned. Rosentine didn't take a sip of the tea the maid brought her. The same was true for Shartus. She thought it was time.
"I'll give you all the explanations, Prince."
"Don't you know etiquette?"
Hostang seemed to be determined to drive her away. Since he was pushed by the old woman, it seemed that he was trying to polish her relatively young appearance.
Unfortunately for him, the two were the same person. Rosentine lightly countered.
"I just learned and grew up, and I don't know anything. I just know how to fill my pockets."
"It's a vulgar way of thinking."
Hostang frowned. Rosentine didn't mind at all.
'What do you say about capitalism, kid?'
That's what she thought. She intended to tell a naive knight who didn't know how great the power of the Internet and money was, and tell him about the bitterness of society from now on.
"Knowing Is Important to understand others, knight. So I'm going to tell you about that vulgar mentality from now on."
"To your lord," she added in the shape of her mouth. Hostang's eyes widened. Rosentine straightened her back and pulled her chin slightly. It was a confident attitude for the start of work.
Here, she came to save Shartus and her own life. It was a jump when Hostang heard it, but strictly speaking, Shartus's life was a bonus. It's like a trap that must be dismantled to obtain treasure.
"As you might expect, I can foresee the risk. Just like my grandmother. However, my abilities are inferior to my grandmother's, so I can only predict that they are really big."
"Isn't it useless?"
With one leg on the other, Shartus clenched his chin and let out a light sound. It was an obvious mockery. This is not a knightly attitude at all. Rosentine thought.
She didn't want him to be polite anyway. She was not a Princess Rosentine now, but a wandering fortune teller's family.
"We are now predicting the risk of a Prince's decline."
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