Chapter 24
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There was only one thing she wanted. The reason why she made this five-year plan to begin with.
âTo quit.â
Cahir raised an eyebrow sharply, releasing Rosalineâs jaw and quietly stepping back. He bit his lip, looking annoyed. âNo.â
Never, ever, ever.
His flat refusal was like a declaration of war.
***
Rosaline went out for a while to handle the purchase of the temple site. Before the next meeting, the site had to be thoroughly inspected in advance. She brought with her several other administrators.
So lunchtime was⦠quiet. The only sounds were that of Derek and Cahirâs forks and knives clinking against the gilt white porcelain of their plates. They ate neatly and wordlessly with perfect manners. For them, food was simply to supplement them with energy. One must eat quickly and efficiently to maximize time for work.
The servant who brought the food made a loud appearance, wondering if anyone was there.
âYour Majesty, the investigation of the Speedo Family is complete.â Derek broke the silence, wiping his mouth with a handkerchief.
Cahir nodded indifferently and ate more slices of meat.
âItâs nothing out of the ordinary. They own a small estate near the capital, their wealth is abundant because the farmlands are fertile. Thereâs nothing youâd care about.â
The emperor poked the meat. âDerek, Iâm sure I told you to investigate every little thing. So thereâs really nothing?â
âWhat exactly do you want to know?â
âAny speck of dirt on them.â
âThen thereâs something. Thereâs no one who is completely immaculate. But⦠really? Even just a speck?â
âTell me.â
âDo you remember the winter three years ago? Fur became in high demand because of the freezing cold. The earl was one of the people who raised the prices of fur at that time, joining the hoarding and deliberately selling it late to make a lot of profit. However, this was all legal, even if the commoners did suffer.â
Cahir laughed. The first laugh Derek had ever seen since they started eating. He put the meat on the fork into his mouth, chewing well and washing it down with cold water. âThey donât deserve to have Rosaline marry into their family. All legal? Remember how the nobles demanded tax exemptions because of the severe winter? The tax collections had already been reduced, and yet which sector did they ask to reduce spending? If you donât remember this, Derek, youâre dead.â
Derek cleared his throat. There was no way he wouldnât remember. âThey wanted to reduce spending on the relief for the poor.â
âIt hurt the people of the Aetheus Empire, didnât it? Itâs a sin worthy of death. However, as itâs been some time, theyâll get off with a light punishment. Send Sir Speedo to the troops at the border for mandatory service. Five years should be enough.â
It was too much! There were always skirmishes at the borders. Even if it wasnât a conflict between countries, the security was not good due to the environment. Those who voluntarily became knights avoided working there.
Now he wanted to send this bookish young noble to the border? It was practically a death sentence, either by sword or by depression.
However, that was already a light punishment by Cahirâs standards. He hated the idea of the aristocrats turning their backs on the common people to take care of their own interests. Rosaline had drilled that into his head.
Due to the size and sentiment of the empire, such cases were not common, and corruption ran rampant and was simply ignored. This intervention was unusual, but not at all surprising for the emperor to accomplish.
âItâs a good decision. Iâll handle it today,â Derek said reluctantly. He couldnât wait to finish this conversation. Hui would get mad if he was late again.
Cahir grinned.
He had a very satisfying meal today.
***
âSecretary!â Hui rushed up to Rosaline, who was crossing the hall with a bunch of papers in hand.
She stopped. âWhat is it, Hui? Is there something urgent?â
âI was told to say it was urgent.â Hui presented a telegram bearing the Veriteâs tulip seal. Next to the seal was the seal of a pigeon from the telegram service.
Rosaline exchanged the papers in her hand for the letter, then ripped it open. Her face hardened after reading the contents.
The marriage proposal was cancelled. Additionally, the man who was supposed to be her husband had voluntarily joined the border troops.
âWhy all of a sudden?â
It was strange. It didnât make sense for things to happen this suddenly.
âNo way.â
Cahir came to mind, putting down his crown and smiling softly.
Why was she suddenly thinking of him at this moment?
âSir Derek!â Rosaline hid behind a pillar.
Derek looked around and soon found her. âWhat are you doing here?â He approached.
She put a finger to her lips and gestured to him to follow her. He respectfully did as he was told, and Rosaline went ahead and slipped into an empty room with him in tow.
âSir Derek, what happened to the heir of the Speedo Family?â
Derekâs eyes had bags. He and Count Speedo had talked until well into the night. They had demanded to know the reason for the punishment, and he had to show the calculations of their profit from monopolizing the fur three years ago, including how much taxes they didnât pay due to the exemptions.
The countâs face had paled with each calculation.
Well, itâs already been three years.I agree, itâs been a while. But you shouldnât have joined the aristocrats in hoarding and pushing for a tax exemption.
He had bitten his lip and asked what would happen if he refused.
Then you will be charged with treason.
âSir Derek?â Rosalineâs clear voice snapped him out of his reverie.
âHow did you know of it?â
âIs this something you did?â Rosaline answered the question with one of her own.
âYes, itâs something Iâve done.â
âIs it related to me?â
Derek paused for a moment. âNo, itâs not.â
It was a denial. Rosaline looked at him.
âHis Majesty was very interested in the nobles who monopolize products. While investigating how it affects society, I discovered the profits of the Speedo Family from the harsh winter three years ago. That was just their punishment.â
All his words were still true. In fact, it was decided that the administrators would look into other cases of monopolizing, though that was partly to justify sending the Speedo heir to the border.
âWhy did His Majesty never mention this to me?â
Rosaline, as expected, was aware that matters like this would usually be handled with her involvement. It was clear that there was a separate reason why Cahir became interested in monopolies.
âTell me, Sir Derek.â
He shook his head. It bothered him that he would need to fool innocent Rosaline, but he refused to die at Cahirâs sword. He still had to marry Hui and have children and live a long life with his family.
âAs you know, the emperor loves Aetheus more than anyone else. This is all for the empire. Thatâs it. Iâm busy, bye.â Derek bowed lightly and left the room first, her suspicious look stabbing the back of his head.
âHah, what the hell is this?â Rosaline plopped onto a chair, chewing her lower lip.
âIs that true?â
Indeed, if Cahir was investigating monopoly issues, it was possible that the Speedo Family was accidentally caught. But the timing was too perfect.
As her doubts grew, she remembered Derekâs tired face. Somehow, she felt guilty about doubting his hard work even though he firmly said it was unrelated to her.
âYeah, itâs a coincidence.â She rose from her seat with a bitter smile. She had been gone from Cahirâs side for too long.
***
She went to the office and saw that Cahir really was discussing a merchant monopoly. The administrators, Derek, and the judge all had serious faces.
Everyone looked at her as she opened the door, warmly welcoming her appearance. Of course, the emperor looked petulant.
âWhat took you so long?â
âI was replying to a telegram from my family.â
âTelegram? It hasnât been long since you went home. It must have been something important.â
Derek had reported yesterday about the Speedo Family.
The marriage talks must have been destroyed. Now she couldnât say she was quitting.
He felt much better, but he reined in his smile and pretended not to know.
âIt wasnât very important.â Rosaline shrugged.
âThen come and sit down. Weâre talking about something important.â
Sadly, only the seat next to Cahir was unoccupied.
The meeting, which had been paused briefly due to her appearance, resumed after she took her seat.