Chapter 55
The Tyrant’s Tranquilizer
âNo, you canât let her go!â
Serwin was the scariest after a meeting. The stress he received from dealing with the nobles became a living thing that spread out in all directions. Especially today, Marquis Lewin would be attending the meeting. On a day like this, they can honestly say that they are better off dead.
âThings would be different with her!â
The aides clearly remembered how soft Serwin was when Amelie appeared. Half of them still trembled, often recalling Serwinâs smile.
If Amelie was there, Serwin was more likely to not be angry, and if they were lucky, he might leave the office with Amelie.
âOf course, Iâm not even asking for that much. I just want to be able to breathe!â
The aide prayed earnestly in his mind.
âPlease wait here. His Majesty will be back soon. Oh, do you want some tea? or something sweetâ. I hid some really good chocolates in a drawer, and Iâll give it to you.â
âWhat? But it will interfere with your workââ
âNo! Youâre not disturbing us at all. To us, Miss Amelie is our savior!â
The aides all looked at Amelie with desperate eyes.
âThenâ excuse me for a moment.â
Amelie was overwhelmed by the momentum and sat on the sofa.
âYes, itâs done! Iâm alive now!â
The aides expressed their infinite gratitude to Amelie. They moved in unison to prevent Amelie from even thinking about returning.
âIâll make some teaâ.
âThis is northern chocolate and itâs delicious. You can eat it all.â
âYou must be bored waiting, so you can read any of these novels.â
âHereâs an extra cushion.â
Amelie accepted their favor with a puzzled look. She couldnât understand the actions of Serwinâs aides, as she was used to Serwinâs laughter and his relaxed look.
After a while, Serwin returned to his office. The aides looked at each other with gaping glances. Serwin was smiling from the moment he entered his office.
âLook! Itâs different from usual!â
Every other time, he would have appeared frowning and kicking the door.
âItâs a good thing I told him in advance that Amelie is waiting for him.â
âWhat would I have done if I hadnât stopped her.â
ââIsnât there anything lacking in serving her? Itâs a big deal if sheâs upset.â
The aides were all anxious. Either way, Serwin approached Amelie. His gaze was fixed on Amelie and didnât move.
âDid you wait for a long time? I was going to finish it sooner, but Marquis Lewin was taking more time.â
Serwin held Amelieâs hand. Feeling his welcome, Amelie was able to relieve some of her worries about the disaster.
âItâs okay. The aides were so nice that I lost track of time and was comfortable.â
âReally?â
Serwin found cushions, blankets and snacks scattered around Amelie. It was a trace of the effort of the aides. He didnât like his subordinates sucking up with shallow moves. But this time, he wasnât angry at all.
âAs long as Amelie liked it, thatâs all it matters.â
âToday was the tea party with Manvers Young Lady, right? Did anything happen?â
âYes, nothing happened. However, I heard about something there that I wanted to talk about.â
âAbout what?â
Amelie glanced around. Serwin noticed that the story she was trying to mention was about the disaster.
âLetâs go somewhere where we can be alone.â
âYes.â
The two left the office.
The remaining aides in the office cheered silently. Not only did she help them avoid Serwinâs anger, but she also took him away!
âMiss Amelie, as expected Miss Amelie!â
âI hope you come often from now on. Should I bring a series of novels?â
They exchanged glances. From the next day, it was natural for Amelie to have exclusive items and her own dedicated seat in the Emperorâs office.
*****
It wasnât until they were alone that Amelie told her story of meeting Renia by chance on a foggy day, and the rumor she heard from Serina today.
ââSo, you were chased by a hound? But you can always transform into a person, right?â
Amelieâs cheeks flushed red as Serwin looked at her fondly like she was absurd.
âI didnât think of that back then! How big and sharp the dogâs teeth were! Anyway, thatâs not whatâs important right now.â
âI know, I know.â
Serwin chuckled. When he thought of Amelie, who must have run away in confusion, he couldnât stop laughing.
âYour Majesty!â
Amelie glaring with her eyes. Serwin shook his hand.
âOkay. I understand. I wonât laugh. Youâre curious if thereâs been any issues with the disaster recently, right?â
âYes.â
âItâs been better.â
Serwin shook his head.
âSometimes when Iâm angry or stressed, I can hear its voice. The disaster has weakened a lot since I met you. All it can do is make noise.â
âI see.â
Amelie nodded.
âAnd that corruption has been around for a long time.â
âReally?â
âIt often happened even when the disaster was properly sealed. Maybe thatâs the kind of land itâs built on.â
âUgh, Iâm still concerned. Somethingâs bothering me.â
Amelie covered her head and grumbled. Serwin looked down at the top of her pink hair. His expression was exceptionally dark and gloomy.
âWhat about preparing for the party? Since thereâs only a week left, shouldnât we focus more on that?â
Unlike his expression, Serwinâs voice was full of playfulness. Amelie made a tearful face.
âIâm still suffering a lot. Mrs Enard and Caroline get along so well.â
Amelie shook her head. Serwin stroke Amelieâs head. The soft texture of her hair made him feel good. Amelie stayed still while he gently touched her.
âAre you tired?â
âA little, but I still have time to help you.â
âHaha.â
Amelie laughed.
******
As the party got closer, Amelie was getting busier. She mostly followed what Mrs Enard or Caroline told her to do, but with her one body she was quickly exhausted. Milena was also very busy, finding out about the strange phenomenon in the imperial palace had to be put off for a while.
******
âPhew. Why do you keep calling me?â
Charlotte grumbled and headed to Count Manversâ Mansion. As the party drew near, Amelieâs courtiers were all busy. In the meantime, Charlotte was strangely free. It wasnât that she didnât do anything, but it was because she was taking on everything.
âThatâs understandable. I ruined the dress that I prepared on the first day. Amelie probably knows by now.â
Charlotte was thinking of giving Amelie a little trouble. It was because Amelie was a commoner and she did not like the fact that someone like that was proudly occupying a seat in the Imperial palace and acting as her supervisor. Seeing Serwinâs sincerity however, she quit troublemaking as much as she could, but it was already discovered by Mrs Enard.
âHow did Mrs Enard who only likes money get so attached to Amelie? Wasnât she originally closer to Count Manvers? No matter how much I think about it, I canât understand.â
She thought about this and that, but she couldnât find an answer. She didnât even know that Milena was stalking her, and a lot had happened during her time doing what she was comfortable doing.
ââthe back door again.â
Charlotte frowned and went into the mansion. Itâs a mansion that she had always coveted. She rolled her eyes left and right and followed the maid, and Gilbert walked from the other side.
Charlotte quickly straightened her clothes.
âYou, arenât you the maid from the Imperial Palace? Did Renia call you?â
It was the first time Gilbert talked to her, so Charlotte was nervous.
âYes, Iâm here because the Young Lady called me.â
âWhy?â
âIâm working as Miss Amelieâs maid. Soâ.â
âOh? The beauty of the century?â
Gilbert showed great interest.
âWhat do you think? Is she really that pretty?â
ââNo.â
âNo way, itâs a lie. Thereâs rumors all over the capital. Isnât it because sheâs prettier than you?â He leered at her.
ââIf youâre going to ask me something like that, Iâll leave. Young Lady was waiting for me.â
Charlotte nodded sharply. She shouldnât expect anything. She was a fool to have thought he had any interest in her.
âYeah, yeah. Seeing that she called you, I guess that girl is also very desperate. Itâs fortunate. Weâve invested a lot in her so far, but itâs not easy to find a marriage partner to pay that much.â
What do you mean desperate? Charlotte couldnât stand her curiosity and finally asked. âWhat happened to Young Lady Reina?â
âIt seems that she followed my father to a meeting, but I heard that His Majesty didnât even deal with her. Because of that, my father became very angry and said something on the spot. After that, even if he went to the Imperial Palace, she didnât go, and has just been confined to her room.â
Gilbert giggled and laughed at Renia. He welcomed Reniaâs failure. And reveled in it without shame.
The Count was filled with ambition to make her empress, but Gilbert hated it when his unlucky sister reigned above him. Whether she fails or not has nothing to do with him. Because he will be the Count even if she doesnât do anything.
âThen, good work. Iâm going to go get a drink.â
As Gilbert passed Charlotte, Charlotte looked at his back with a keen look. This was because his confidence in himself becoming the Count seemed very solid, becoming a countess also seemed very attractive.
âI want to be the Countess.â
Thinking so, Charlotte headed to Reniaâs room.
******
âLady, Charlotte is here.â
When the maid spoke and opened the door, Charlotte walked inside. She found Renia crouching down on the bed. At that moment, the hair on the back of the back of her neck stood up. Who is that woman?
Charlotte closed her eyes and opened them. Then Renia appeared the same as her usual doll-like appearance. Well, she had become a little more emaciated, her jawline seemed to stand out even more.
âDid I see it wrong?â
The room is dark, so she must have been mistaken. Charlotte took it lightly and approached Renia.