Chapter 125: Live to Sienna Pt.125
Reboot Sienna
Arya bit her nails.
âI should have processed it faster...â
Arya was filled with anger because rather than grieving over Valoreâs death, she felt having to lose the power along with Valoreâs death was too upsetting. If there had been a child between Valore and Marie, she wouldnât have lost everything so hopelessly.
She was pushed by Carlâs waves to the edge of the dirty river. It was so hard to hold back the desire to spit on Carl, who had been pretending to be generous by not killing Aryaâs brother, Depine.
Arya wouldnât have blinked an eye even if Carl had cut Depineâs head off and thrown it in front of her. Rather, she might have been pleased with his death. She would have laughed at the stupid Depine and spat at him.
It was only because Depine was worth using that Aria had him by her side. There was no affection for things like blood ties. Since there was no affection between herself and her son Valore, so affection between siblings was a ridiculous idea for her.
She was disgusted at Depine because of the past. She just endured coveting the sweetness of power.
âDirty bastard who canât even eat from the table prepared for him.â
She abandoned her lingering attachment to the Panacio family that had already fallen to the ground. She had to find something else to replace.
Arya read the letter in her hand carefully and got up. Then she brought a letter near the candle. It was not until she watched it burn to the tip of the paper that she sighed deeply.
It was a letter from Depine. It contained a request for her to convince the new emperor to restore his title and allow him to enter the capital. No, those were not requests, but sentences close to the command line.
âSuch an ill-mannered man...â
How dare he do this to herself under the pretext of their family. It doesnât matter whether the family was ruined or not. Honestly, she hoped it would be ruined. It was now a useless family that has become an Earl.
âNo, wait. Heâs still useful.â
Even if he was kicked out of the capital, his property was not confiscated. Still, the Panacio family owned a noble status and a considerable amount of land. It suffered damage last year and this year, but with that amount of land, it would recover its losses within a few years.
Arya sat down and picked up her pen.
âThe letter, which began with âDear my brother...â asked him to send a huge amount of aid to help him come up. The point was to spend money here and there to re-establish their position.
She didnât really intend to use the money for Depineâs chance of survival. It needed more than that. It was necessary to use such a thing that would enable her to hold the sword of power again.
CREAK...
Arya scratched the table with her fingernails. An unpleasant shrill sound rang out. It was a habit that came out when things didnât work out or she was forcing herself to remember something.
-Youâre shameless. You donât love him, and youâre going to take Carl away from me? You disgust me.
Who was it that said that?
Arya thought hard. Obviously, the person who said that has a plan. How did one get out of this swamp and go ashore?
Bluebell Ferrer.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The eldest daughter of the Ferrer family. She was once Carlâs fiancée. A poor girl who lost her place as Arya took Sienna Waters to the current position to keep the Ferrer family in check.
With her head extremely clear, she smiled elatedly.
âRight now, call the daughter of Ferrer to the Imperial Palace.â
The knight nodded at her sudden order.
Back in the Oval Office, Carl frowned and nervously handed over the documents.
It was right after he heard from his servant how joyfully Sienna welcomed Roy. Moreover, the servant even told useless stories, which said that Sienna held him and even shed tears. The servant said they looked very sorrowful as if they were seeing former lovers.
Pavenik said to him, frowning.
âYou donât have to be nervous. Itâs a foolish word from a foolish man. Pretend you didnât hear.â
Carl knew. But it still bothered him.
Moreover, it was like torture for him to sit still in the office while the two that looked like lovers were still at the palace of Sienna.
âI know.â
Carl was unable to concentrate and flipped over the unread documents. Pavenik sighed.
None of the documents now in the hands of the Lord were unimportant. In addition to the severe famine in the capital this year, the regime has not entered a stable phase. The emperor changed twice in a short period of time and the war against Castro had not yet been completed.
In Pavenikâs eyes, he could see the title of the document which had just been passed unread in Carlâs hand.
/CASTRO-LEIPSDEN WAR COMPENSATION CONSULTATION PLAN/
Eventually, he sighed deeply and called out to his Lord.
âYour Majesty, why donât you go to the Empress early today?â
âWhat are you talking about? I havenât even finished my work yet.â
âNo, Iâm sure youâve had a lot of fatigue from all the work youâve done. No matter how good your physical condition is, you canât afford to suffer from accumulated fatigue. And Iâm sure you havenât had a proper conversation with the Empress recently, so go home early.â
Carl said he was fine and skimmed through the papers again. Pavenik said, looking at the documents that he was still meaninglessly going over.
âOf course, the affection between your Majesty and Empress are well-known to every corner of the imperial family. Just from the fact that your Majesty is constantly visiting her bedroom. However, how can a wife be fond of her husband, who barely comes in at dawn and goes out early in the morning looking tired? So why donât you go home early today and act kindly to the Empress?....â
âYouâre talking nonsense.â
While frowning, Carl withdrew from the meaningless documents.
âAre you going to go?â
âIâm getting hungry. Iâm going to have a meal. Iâll ask them to bring you the meal too.â
Pavenik smiled at his words. If he didnât have an appointment with his lieutenants, they were stuck there and ate light. Hearing that he was going back and eating a meal, it would mean Carl would do as advised.
Pavenik had to soothe his hunger with a simple meal today, but he thought it was better than watching Carl being nervous next to him.
âBread makes me sleepy after eating, so please prepare chopped meat and fruit. Iâd also love to have strong black tea.â
Pavenik asked for his meal menu. Carl nodded effortlessly.
âIâll tell them that.â
Pavenik looked enviously at Carl as he left the door.
âHa, I envy you. Your Majesty is with his beloved while I have to feed myself surrounded by these scraps of paper.â
His face was not dark even as he complained.
Pavenik was responsible for the impoverished family after his father was framed and his family was in danger. Therefore, he became a knight, which did not even fit his aptitude, and threw himself into the war. It was a choice to maintain the status of nobility.
But Carl took notice of him and thatâs how he ended up here.
Now that heâs been given the opportunity, not being able to sleep or eat was not a big problem for him. He was so grateful now that he could have hope and dream about the future. He thanked Carl who gave him this opportunity.
Carl stood in front of Siennaâs palace with a stiff look on his face.
âShall I inform the inside that Your Majesty is here?â
Milton asked Carl. Carl raised his hand to hold him back and listened to the sound coming from inside.
At times like this, Carl felt less pleased with his talent in hearing. Nevertheless, he had no choice but to listen. Siennaâs bright voice came in.
âDid Kevin really do that?â
âOf course. Heâs pretty grown up now. It was so amazing to see them teach their children with solemn faces.â
âI miss them so much.â
Carl didnât know the story. It bothered me to listen to Sienna, who spoke in a more heightened voice than usual.
âChildren miss you a lot, too.â
âReally? I must go and see the children.â
At Siennaâs words, Roy nodded helplessly.
âWhat is it, Mr. Roy? Your gloomy face.â
âNo, itâs just...I can come to see you like this, but there are kids who wanted to see you too. Itâs because I feel sorry for the children. Iâm the only one who can come here to see you.â
â...Iâll be there soon.â
âWhat? Youâre coming to see us? Isnât it hard for the imperial family to get out of the castle?â
âThatâs true, but weâll be able to meet one day.â
Carl noticed what she was talking about and his face hardened.
âFive years. That was the deadline I promised her.â
-Please divorce me. If I change my mind and forget about this promise, please remind me at that time, Your Highness. Push me out. Tell me again that you want a divorce.
When Carl first heard the story, he took Siennaâs words as a joke, perhaps because he was dumbfounded. But now he could feel the weight of what she said.
âHow did I answer back then?â
-Surely, I will. As you wish. I promise you my name, so Iâll keep it.
Thinking of what he said with conviction, Carl lowered his head.
âYour Majesty the Emperor is entering.â
He entered the living room with a stiff look on his face.
âThe empressâs sorrowful weeping in the arms of her priest seemed as if she met her long-lost lover.â
The idle talk of the servants was on Carlâs mind for no reason. He didnât think it was necessary to attach meaning to it, but seeing the two of them together, he could see why the servant said so.
Sienna and Roy looked very good together. The expression that âthey belong to the same classâ seemed proper.
It wasnât because they looked alike. Sienna and Roy had a similar atmosphere. Like people who have been together for a long time.
âYouâre early today.â
âYour majesty. Iâm glad to see you again.â
Even now, they looked at Carl and smiled the same way. Carl felt like his heart was on fire. But he couldnât get angry without a reason.
The priest in front of him was from Leipsden, but he was a representative of the Holy Empire. No, before that, he didnât want to show an ugly side of himself in front of Sienna.
Carl hoped that he would not sound conflicted as he spoke. That he would not speak like a man who gets angry at his wife just because sheâs with another man.