Koshar was not to be tortured? Despite his attempt to harm the Emperorâs child?
Marquis Karl was furthered confused by Sovieshuâs intentions. It was obvious to anyone that Sovieshu cherished Rashta. He had concealed the information that Viscount Langdel gathered regarding Rashta and Duchess Tuania, and immediately believed that Rashta was pushed by Koshar with no evidence. Though blinded by love Sovieshu appeared to be, Marquis Karl seemed to glimpse a shadow of doubt in him.
Sovieshu glanced out the window. From here, one could see the covered walkway leading to the western palace, although one could only see the passersby if they came out from under the roof...
âYour Majesty, if you are concerned, you can tell the Empress to come in ahead of me. My issue is not urgent, so I can come back later.â
âIâm sure sheâs already gone.â
âYou saw her?â
âNo. But sheâs the empress.â
â?â
âShe would never do anything to hurt her pride.â
âThen why donât you go to the western palace, Your Majesty?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âI am too angry to do that.â
âBut Your Majesty, it is certain that Marquis Farang sought the abortive drugs, correct?â
âMy investigator is competent.â
Instead of giving a definite answer, Sovieshu stood up.
âIâm tired. Would you like to walk for a while?â
Sovieshu stood up and approached the door. From here it was more difficult to tell if the Empress had already left. Marquis Karl thought it would be better for Sovieshu to go to the western palace, but he didnât argue the point and got up as well.
They passed through the parlor room and exited the door, and as soon as Sovieshu stepped out onto the hallway he stiffened. The Empress was still standing there. Even Marquis Karl was startled and hurriedly bowed his head.
âI thought you already left.â
Sovieshu muttered under his breath, his eyebrows furrowed.
***
At first, I thought to go back.
I would have done so if I were my usual self, but this time I refused to yield to him. So I stood in place and waited for Sovieshu to come out.
âAnytime now.â
Fortunately I didnât have to wait long. He opened the door, and I noticed that his posture was slumped, perhaps out of worry for Rashta. However, his expression turned to displeasure as soon as he saw me.
âI thought you were gone. Why are you standing here? Do you want to serve a punishment or something?â
I smiled as coldly as possible but answered casually.
âI thought you wanted this.â
â!â
âAnd so I showed myself.â
Sovieshu didnât reveal any hurt in his pride, nor made mention of the fact that he had ignored me, but his eyes trembled. His mocking voice turned into a cold sneer.
âThe Empress always surprises me, regarding Rashtaâs case as well as this.â
âAnd you are a cliché regarding Rashta.â
Sovieshu leaned in towards me and lowered his voice so he wouldnât be heard by the others.
âI donât think the Empress is in a position to do this to me. How about occasionally repressing that pride of yours?â
âWhy should I?â
âI am covering your brotherâs crime for you.â
âYou think it was my brother that poisoned Miss Rashta?â
âYou donât?â
In all honesty, I couldnât say with confidence, âMy brother is not like that.â
While a concubineâs offspring had no right of succession, it was impossible to block them from inheriting their share of wealth. In particular, when a husband and wifeâs relationship turned sour, one of them would give almost all their wealth and property to their favored children.
However, if a concubineâs child was killed outright, the perpetrator was punished by law. Even a covert attempt at murder was likely to leave traces or rumors, and so aristocrats and royals secretly attacked each otherâs concubines using abortive drugs. However, I couldnât agree with Sovieshuâs claim.
âNo.â
I spoke plainly, and Sovieshu snorted. As he continued to speak quietly into my ear, I could feel strands of my hair fluttering underneath his breath.
âThe arm will bend more easily inwards than outwards. I donât think the Empressâ judgment has been clouded yet.â
(TN: Meaning a person will be more inclined to help people who are connected to them rather than people from the outside.)
âYou ignored me and wouldnât let me enter your room.â
âI was holding back my anger. I canât work if I look at you.â
Sovieshu took a half step backwards, gave me a final glance, and then brushed past me. He must be going to Rashtaâs room, but it wasnât in that direction. His footsteps halted, and he turned his heel and approached me again.
âI was going to move on. But I canât because Iâm angry. You believe your brother is innocent, donât you?â
â...Yes.â
âThen you should investigate yourself. Who gave Rashta the drug?â
âIsnât that your job?â
âYes, itâs my job. But if I step up to investigate, it will hurt you!â
â?!â
âIf Koshar is the criminal, my people will be angry at him for trying to hurt my child. No matter how careful I am, I will be forced to reveal the truth.â
âDonât pretend to be concerned about me.â
Sovieshuâs expression twisted, and he leaned in with a threatening growl.
âInvestigate it. Then come to me and apologize if Iâm right.â
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Later that night, I had taken a bath and Countess Eliza was combing my hair.
âThe maids and the chef were expelled from the palace.â
âExpelled...?â
âThey hadnât noticed that the drug was mixed in the food.â
âWas there anything about catching the culprit?â
âNothing.â
âI see.â
After Countess Eliza left, I sat alone in front of the dresser and looked at my face. I couldnât understand Sovieshuâs intentions. Did he really make that decision for my sake? Or was he trying to make me feel guilty so I couldnât touch Rashta?
âTo find the answer, I have to find the truth.â
The next morning, I asked Countess Jubel to call for Marquis Farang. It would be best to talk to my brother in person, but he was banned from entering the palace. I heard that my father was so furious that he couldnât even step out of his own home. The only person I could ask about this was Marquis Farang.
âBut itâs strange. How did Sovieshu notice that Rashtaâs food contained the drugs? If Rashta didnât even know, it must be something that doesnât look obvious...â