Chapter 25
Isilis glanced at the door of the banquet hall, which moved. The chief attendantâs long cry ended the long, secretive chatter.
As the heavy door of the banquet hall opened, she gracefully moved his feet. The jewels clashed with each step she took, and her crown gleamed as if it belonged only to her. Surprised by her appearance, nobles and envoys from other countries bowed their heads at once.
She moved slowly and sat on the high throne, then opened her mouth.
âLetâs start the New Yearâs festival.â
As soon as she finished speaking, the band started playing music. The nobles who had disappeared, led by Duke Verus, also entered the banquet hall.
âNo! Didnât they say that the Grand Duke killed him?â
âI heard he was missingâ¦?â
When all those who had disappeared in rebellion against the Grand Duke appeared at the banquet, Isilis, who had been watching, opened her mouth again.
âItâs already been a year and a half since I entrusted the Grand Duke as the Emperorâs agent due to my unavoidable circumstances.â
At her words, the surroundings became silent in an instant. Although her voice was not loud, it reached everyoneâs ears with amplification magic.â
âStarting from the New Yearâs festival, the Empire will seek change.â
âWhat kind of change are you talking about?â
A bold voice was heard. Isilisâs eyes fluttered as she turned her gaze.
âThat personâ¦â
A man with a familiar face was sitting next to the person who asked her the bold question, with his eyes wide open as if surprised.
The bold man opened his mouth again.
âWhat changes⦠Are you seeking?â
âWas he a citizen of the Khalifa Empire?â
She frowned at the appearance of the man dressed in the desert empireâs clothes.
âWas he the Prince of Khalifaâ¦?â
The Emperor of the Khalifa Empire was an older man known to be the most powerful heir to the throne. There was only one reason she remembered that manâs face. It was because that person was among the candidates for her husband brought in by the ministers.â
âHe said he would give up the throne of his country if I married himâ¦â
She had no idea what he was thinking in coming up with such a word. Isilis stared at him and opened her lips.
âThe successor of the Empire was bornâ¦â
It was impossible to help her gaze not to focus on the black-haired man.
âFrom that succession, the Empire will change.â
There was still silence at her words.
At the same time, Duke Verus and the other subjects were nodding their heads while the nobles, who had not heard anything, gaped their mouths in surprise.
âSuccessor? The Empress has not yet marriedâ¦â
Isilis spoke again, cutting off Usmanâs words that were expressing doubts.
âThe bloodline of the Empress is directly attested by the Imperial Family. There were often cases where the Empire did not welcome the spouse.â
She could see the black-haired man throwing a sharp gaze at the resolutely spat-out words.
âHow can you be hereâ¦â
Even though she heard that he was an envoy from another empire, it didnât seem like he was a citizen of Khalifa.â
âHere I am announcing the birth of my successor. I will give the people of the Empire tax relief for a week and let the whole Empire know about this.â
At her words, the wizards used the communication tools in unison. Now, the news of the birth of an heir to the Imperial Family would be known throughout the empire. Although she had achieved what she wanted, her heart was cold.
Isilis picked up her glass so as not to make eye contact with the man.
âFor change in the Empire.â
The people in the banquet hall followed her as she lifted her cup lightly. It was the same with the black-haired man.
Seeing him gazing at her with hot eyes, she tried to calm her heart. The envoys came one by one in front of her to greet her, but Isilis couldnât hear anything they were saying. It was because all her nerves turned to the man who was staring at her hotly.â
âI am Usman Khalifa.â
If it wasnât for the Prince of the Khalifa Empire, who greeted her with a heavy voice and sneaky expression, she wouldnât have been able to come to her senses.
âYou turned down my proposal, Your Majesty.â
Hearing his twisted words, Isilis opened her mouth with calm eyes.
âI have no intention of welcoming a husband yet.â
âBut, you have a child.â
âAre you referring to my child in Larchen?â
The Prince raised both her hands at her impetus that was going to release her magical powers.
âNo. Next time, you can have my child.â
As he spoke with a soft smile, her eyes frowned. She didnât like this, so why was he forcing himself on her? It was something she didnât want.
âLooks like you have multiple lives.â
âIf a desert man wants to get the woman he wants, shouldnât he have to do this much?â
At those words, Isilis snorted at Usman, who spoke bluntly as he placed his lips on the back of her hand.
âI brought a jewel that closely resembled Your Majestyâs eyes.â
Then, he continued as he pulled out the ultramarine diamond.
âNext time, I hope this jewel will hang on Your Majestyâs finger.â
Usman gracefully retreated from the place when Isilis, who had laughed at the absurd remark, gestured.
âDuke Hillenton of the Hillenton Empire.â
â¦The man.
The man was staring at her with hot eyes. Berthas Hillenton stepped forward.
âEmpressâ¦â
She couldnât say anything. Her expression was firm, but what should she say to the man whose eyes were shaking?
âI am Berthas Hillenton.â
Even Isilis couldnât hide her shaky eyes at the manâs name she had just heard of. There was a sense of tension in her expressionless appearance.
ââ¦Nice to meet you.â
She was concerned that her voice might tremble, but luckily it came out well.
âI brought a music box from the Empire.â
He uttered again as he pulled the jewelry box out of his arms.
âIt is a music box with lullabies for children.â
Berthasâ eyes wanted to ask her many things. However, he seemed to be patient because of the gazes of those around him.
âThank you.â
âI hope the Empress will like it.â
Isilis closed her eyes after looking at Berthasâ back without saying any more. Usman, who had been watching the scene from afar, said to his entourage.
âFind out what happened while the Empress was gone.â
âWhen are you talking about?â
âLast year and a half.â
âUnderstood.â
It was an unusual look⦠The Empressâ eyes while gazing at Berthas.
ââ¦No. Itâs the way Berthas looked at the Empress was unusual.â
It was a look as if gazing at his own woman. Usman had an excellent sense of this. She was his long, long unrequited love. In addition, it was impossible to hand over the empress to such a half-blooded imperial family.
At the thought, his golden eyes lit up with a bright burning light.
Berthas couldnât look away from her. From the moment the Empress entered, he doubted his eyes several times and couldnât stand the rush of emotions. Betrayedâ¦? It wasnât. It was an indescribable feeling.
He struggled to suppress the feelings that she hadnât cheated on him.
âShe didnât cheat.â
She just didnât say anything. She said it was difficult for her to go with him.
It was just for a moment, but that time, he was confident. He wanted her to follow him. However, the woman he had embraced, the woman he wanted to live with, would look down on him from that supreme throneâ¦
As something unimaginable unfolded before his eyes, Berthas handed the music box as he couldnât straighten his shaky hands and gaze.
Moreoverâ¦
ââ¦A child?â
It was clear that it was his child.
Because of the womanâs nature, she wouldnât do what she did with him with someone else. It was only one month⦠but, she has a child? Did she give birth to a child without telling him? Somewhere, his child was growing up!
In the rushing thoughts, Berthas couldnât come to his senses.
âThen, what about me?â
What was he to her?
ââ¦Did she only want a child? Not me?â
Swallowing the momentary surge of rage, Berthas accelerated his steps. He couldnât possibly be together in the banquet hall with her. If he kept looking at her face, he thought he would ask her. What was the reason?
As he walked with anger, the attendants passing by were startled.
âA child? A successor? Was that the reasonâ¦?â
He was sorry that he left his men in the banquet hall, but that wasnât the point now. The sweet words she whispered, the eyes that waved in his hands, the beautiful memories⦠all of that was meaningless.
She met him just because she needed a successor.
Thinking so, Berthas trembled with a sense of betrayal only when he thought more about why she came to him.
Frustrated, he went out to the garden where the moon was shining brightly. Going to the garden after the banquet had begun could be suspected of some secret purpose though he had no time to think about it.
If he wasnât in the Imperial Palace of the Larchen Empire, he would probably have screamed. He couldnât stand the rush of anger.
âDid she trick me?â
His body trembled with anger.
When he got too angry, he resented his cold, sinking spirit that he could put everything down and move according to his emotions once in a while. Memories of the past made him unable to express his feelings, even in moments like this.
âBerthas.â
His body stiffened at the voice coming from behind. He couldnât turn his head. How could he forget? It was a voice he heard a while ago.â
âThatâs why I said no.â
âBecause you needed⦠A child?â
Berthas, who turned his body to face Isilis, asked in a cool voice. Seeing the Empress avoiding his eyes, he asked once more.
âTell me! Was it because you needed a child?â
In the depths of the garden, his voice shook.
âYes.â
A deep sigh escaped her voice.
âDid you need a successor so much? Was that the reason?â
Berthas shouted again at her silent appearance.
âThen, what about me?â
She was the Empress of the Empire⦠The Empress. Nevertheless, for him⦠she was a woman. She raised her face, and his eyes met hers.
âWhat was I to you?â
ââ¦.â
Seeing her avoiding his eyes like this, he rather closed his eyes.
A dreadful silence surrounded the two. Even the sound of breathing was tense, and the wind cut through the tension between the two. Even though the moonlight shone on them, under the cold light, they were still silent⦠No, they couldnât say anything.
Waiting for Isilisâ answer, he couldnât wait and opened his mouth first.
ââ¦.After all, I was nothing to you.â
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