Chapter 29
Political Marriage With a Friendly Enemy
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âTo develop the medicine, it needs mana. What are you going to do if your body gets overwhelmed?â
âIâll be careful not to overdo it.â
Kwanach clenched his lips, feeling frustrated.
I persuaded him in bewilderment.
âIâve heard that the number of people suffering from sclerosis is increasing. But we donât know the cause of the onset of the disease, and the cost of the medicine is too high for the common people to afford.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âIâm sure that if Simon and I work together to research and learn more about sclerosis, it will help the Empire.â
I looked at Kwanach anxiously, but he didnât make eye contact with me at all. His lips were tense, and the veins on his neck popped up.
Kwanach , who had been silent for a while with a troubled look on his face, said in a faint voice.
ââ¦.. I didnât bring you here to work. You donât have to suffer.â
Hardship? What is hardship?
I didnât understand what he was saying right away, so I just blinked.
Being held dead and having to spend all those years as a ghost, that was hardship.
The rest of the world was falling apart and there was nothing I could do about it. I was nothing. â¦â¦ The heavy sense of helplessness I felt at that time was still fresh in my mind.
In comparison, now that I am alive, no matter what I do, even if the process would be painful, I wouldnât call it hardship.
âYou only have to enjoy the good things and see the good things. Just being in this palace is enough. You donât have to make any effort to be useful to this country.â
Kwanach seemed nervous. This man was like a flimsy piece of glass that would break if I touched it.
âKwanach. Iâm doing this because I want to.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âYouâre telling me not to do anything? I donât want to. If there is something I have to work on, I will. Iâm an empress. I want to be responsible for my position.â
âUsphere.â
âItâs strange that Iâm the only one who gets whatâs good from youâ¦I am not a doll.â
It was quiet, but spewing out words without a break. It sounded like we were having a fight.
Kwanach examined me with his dark eyes.
ââ¦â¦ Youâve always been stronger than I thought.â
Always?
Strangely enough, I flinched at Kwanachâs tone and the look in his eyes, as if he had known me for a long time.
âBut this time I wonât back down, Usphere.â
Kwanachâs gaze sank lower.
I flinched and gripped the hem of my dress.
He wasnât as kind as he usually was. He looked as strong as when I first met him on our wedding day. There was also a hint of sharpness in his dark eyes.
Why would someone who had always made an effort to fit in with me come on so strong just now? I couldnât understand it.
Kwanach said aloud.
âDo you know that the medicine for sclerosis is distributed in Guilier Upper Tier? Even I, the emperor, canât even peek at it. Itâs a place that is in charge of trade with other races as well.â
âTrade with other races?â
âItâs the most influential group on the continent. Theyâve become richer by selling sclerosis drugs at a high price, and I donât think theyâd want to give up that golden goose.â
I could see what Kwanach was worried about.
If the Guilier people knew that I was going to try to break the formula for the drug, they wouldnât be sitting still.
âBut we canât just leave it like this, can we? We have an ever-increasing number of citizens suffering from sclerosis. â¦.â
âEven the administrative bureau is aware of the seriousness of the situation and is looking for ways to address it. So youâd better not worry about it any more.â
âThe way to do that isâ¦â¦.â
âI said not to worry about it. If youâre doing this because youâre worried about Marianneâs sister, Iâll take care of her medicine bill.â
His voice was crisp and clear, and his eyes refused to let me in.
âAhâ
Although we were politically married, I vowed to be worthy of the empressâ position.
I was intoxicated by Kwanachâs kindness and unintentionally hopeful.
I wanted to help Kwanach. The Radon Empire was an unfamiliar place, but I wanted to help the people here, just as I did in my homeland. That was all.
âDoes Kwanach want me to be quiet?â
My buoyant feelings turned cold. I couldnât interrupt Kwanachâs objections with my adamancy. I didnât want my relationship with him to go awry.
No matter how nice Kwanach was, he was the emperor of an empire and I was just a Princess who was sold from a weak country. The fact that I had forgotten for a while remained clear in my mind.
I said quietly, avoiding Kwanachâs gaze.
âI was just trying to help you.â
My heart ached.
âIâm sorry if I crossed the line.â
ââ¦â¦.â
I made up an awkward smile, suppressing my bitterness.
âIâm sure you couldnât even eat properly because of all the unnecessary talk. Please eat more.â
âUsphere.â
The quiet Kwanach opened his mouth. I bit my bottom lip gently and bowed my head more deeply.
âYes.â
Kwanach sighed long. Then I heard him pushing his chair out.
I slowly raised my eyes again and saw he walked toward me with a stiff face.
He must be angry.
He might have thought I was accusing him of not taking action when the sclerosis problem was so serious.
He probably wondered if I had grown horns when I tried to intervene in political affairs even though I was new to this land. It seemed I overused his kindness.
I got up and bowed to him.
âYour Majesty, Iâm sorry. I have no intention of ignoring Your Majestyâ¦â¦.â
I was in the middle of continuing my speech, pretending to be calm. Kwanach came in front of me and suddenly got down on one knee and grabbed my hand.
âKwanach?â
I was perplexed. I had no idea why the emperor was kneeling. It was fortunate that no one was in the room.
With a frown, Kwanach held my hand and kissed it.
âGod damn it.â
Kwanach mumbled, resting his cheek on the back of my hand.
âOh, get up, please. Why are you on your kneesâ¦?â
âWhy are you calling me âYour Majestyâ again? Please donât do that.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âIâm sorry. You seem to have been frightened by my attitude. I didnât mean it that way. I was justâ¦â
Kwanachâs voice trembled. I blinked quickly and looked down at Kwanach.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He was a huge man, despite the fact that he was kneeling on one side. But his strong, broad shoulders were trembling. So did the fingers that had grabbed my hand.
âWasnât he angry? It was more like fireâ¦â¦.â
He seemed scared.
Kwanach let out a damp breath and buried his lips deeper into my palm this time.
âUsphere? Iâm â¦â¦â¦. Iâm afraid.â
âWhat?â
âYouâre right. You didnât cross the line. If you help us, we might be able to make a drug for sclerosis. I know that. Butâ¦I was afraid that you might get involved in some evil while doing so, I just canât stand the thought of itâ¦â¦.â
Kwanach spat out more and more words in a worried tone. He was having a hard time breathing.
I panicked at Kwanachâs unexpected reaction and crouched down to meet his gaze. The skirt of my dress fluttered out to the side like a wave.
Kwanach, who had been nuzzling his face in my palm, slowly raised his head. His eyes were red. His lips, which were slightly open, were quivering with a shaky breath.
Drenched in fear. He was not a man as fancy and strong as the sun god.
I didnât know what drove Kwanach this hard, but I felt like I had to soothe him.
âYouâre worried that Iâll get injured in a conflict of interest or a political dispute? Is that why you told me not to worry about it?â
Kwanach just nodded. He was older than me, and only now did he seem vulnerable.
âWhy are you worried? You can protect me.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âIâm reassured by the mere thought of you.â
Stunned for a moment, Kwanach grabbed my shoulders firmly with both hands. Fierce emotion flashed in his dark eyes.
âI â¦â¦â
Kwanachâs suppressed voice carried on, barely a syllable at a time.
âIâm protecting you. But what if I fail.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âI may or may not be able to protect you. â¦.â
He looked like he was about to start crying. Kwanach pulled me tightly into his arms.
I was buried in his embrace.
Thump, thump, Kwanachâs heartbeat rang in my ears. It was very fast and unsteady. His body temperature was so hot that I could tell he was very agitated.
I hesitated and placed my hand on Kwanachâs back. His breathing became louder, and his back went up and down roughly.
âThereâs no way youâre going to fail. There is no one in this world stronger than you, Kwanach.â
âNo, I have a history. I had to force someone to leave meâ¦â¦.â
Kwanach murmured in a somber voice, as if lost in dark memories.
The painful life of being a slave. The supreme war that followed. I didnât know the details of how Kwanach endured those years.
However, it wasnât hard to guess that he had suffered many losses.
âWas there anything that would hurt more than losing your loved ones?â
Kwanach exhaled hot breaths and buried his face into my hair. He put more strength into the arms that held me.
âUsphere, I donât want to lose you.â