The Great Wish - 45 - 5. May it come true_
Mr. and Mrs. Ong got out of the carriage. Kun was the first to disembark with the child in his arms, and then he held my hand in a poem to help me.
Kun gently lifted the blanket and looked into the face of his sleeping daughter. The child, who had drunk a full bottle of milk before we left, slept soundly and did not wake up during the ride to the Sun Palace.
There was nothing wrong with her. I was also impressed that he ate well and slept well. Probably it would have been beautiful even if he had woken up swollen. I never get tired of looking at them. He felt full without eating, and energized without sleeping.
He was not even aware that he was smiling now. It was a conditioned reflex, a spontaneous laugh at the sight of his daughter’s face.
“Against the sky.”
He called out to the city a couple of times, then Kun looked up. The poem made me think that was it. These days he seemed unconcerned. Still, it looked good to see him so devoted and loving to his daughter.
Sienna didn’t think she could play the role of a mother. If Kun could be a kind father, it would be a good balance.
His Majesty is waiting for you.
“Yes, of course. Let’s go quickly.”
The two of them entered the Sun Palace side by side. “Today was the day we would prove the child’s divine lineage before the Emperor and receive the child’s name.
The emperor has handed over most of the affairs of state to Sienna, and since the other day, she has spent less time in the Sun Palace. Recently, the founding palace, where he stayed during the reign of King Kwang, and another palace became his residence.
King Yin and his wife arrived at the emperor’s study. They were greeted by King Cheol and his wife at the gate of the study.
“Oh, my lord, let’s meet them.
With a satisfied expression, Kun gently bent down and showed his sleeping daughter his face. The eyes of the Iron King and his wife shone as they brought their faces close together.
“Oh, she’s beautiful.”
“You look just like the king.”
They couldn’t help but cough out a poem as they looked at the child. Tetsuo and his wife regretfully retired.
They entered the study. The study had been cleared of furniture to create a spacious area. The emperor and his wife were sitting on chairs placed in a row by the balcony window, and quite a number of people had gathered there.
There were also dignitaries, heads of ministries, and seven dukes to serve as witnesses. They bowed their heads as the King and Queen and the four men entered.
The King and Queen of Shang greeted the Emperor and his wife.
They raised their heads in poetry and looked at the Emperor’s face. The emperor, whom he had not seen in a long time, looked a little thinner.
“You look comfortable, don’t you?”
Sienna breathed a sigh of relief. Then her gaze met Patricia’s. It had been a very long time since father and son had seen each other. I regularly sent greetings through the maid of honor, but I never visited the palace in person.
If Patricia had taken a step back, the cold mother-daughter relationship might have eased a little.
However, Patricia was a person who had never bowed to anyone before. Even in the situation where her relationship with King Shang had deteriorated to the extreme, she had not been able to put anything down.
Although Patricia was less powerful than before, she still had a great influence on the social circles. Furthermore, as the accession of King Yin approached, there was no one who could ignore the legitimate mother of King Yin.
Patricia did not hide her disapproval of King Yin’s marriage to the extent that all the ladies who frequented the royal palace of the enemy noticed it. She was uncomfortable at the mention of the Grand Duke of Laredo.
Patricia never asked if the baby was growing well during Sienna’s pregnancy, never asked about the baby’s progress during labor, and never wanted to know the s*x of the baby after it was born. He probably did not want to admit the birth of a grandchild who was not a deity.
The fact that the child was born as a deity was a secret until five days had passed without incident. That’s why Patricia probably heard the news today.
Patricia’s eyes wavered when she saw the child in Ozora’s arms. To someone who didn’t know what was going on, she looked truly pitiful. I scoffed at the poem.
“If my daughter wasn’t a goddess, would her mother have looked at her like that?
Was the child she loved “Sienna” or “the emperor’s successor”?
In my dream, I remembered my mother urging the emperor to see his offspring soon. To her, I suppose, Ecurt, who was not a god, was not her grandson.
My future self made at least one right decision. The one that separated Ekart from his mother.
“Bring me the leaves of the sacred tree.”
At the Emperor’s command, a priest stepped forward with a crystal box on a silver tray.
“Who reaped the leaves of the sacred tree?”
The Indian came out and answered .
“Dear sir. The boy has cut the leaves from the sacred tree according to Your Majesty’s command.”
“Were there any ministers present?”
The four priests answered in unison.
“Yes, Your Majesty. I swear it before the gods.”
Sienna handed her daughter to Kun. A short distance away from where the emperor and his wife sat, there was a small bed set up like an altar. They laid the child down on it.
The priest brought a crystal box filled with leaves. Siena opened the cover and took out the leaves. She clenched the fist of her sleeping daughter and stretched out her fingers to hold the leaves.
She stepped back from the bed where she had laid the child. The priests surrounded her bedside. After a while, they retreated and told the emperor.
“The leaves of the sacred tree have not lost their holy power. I swear it before the gods.”
The emperor nodded and said.
“Let the witnesses be present.”
The seven dukes retired. They checked the leaves of the new tree, which had not lost its blueness, from their grandson’s hands.
Their gaze shifted between the dark hair of their grandson to the hair that was sparsely laced with blue. Never before had the basic hair of the divine race been as dark as the black hair.
Everyone’s expression was strange. I couldn’t make a show of it, but it was embarrassing because I couldn’t understand what was happening. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The dukes retreated from their beds and bowed to the emperor, saying.
“The leaves of the sacred tree have not lost their holy power. I swear it before the gods.”
The Emperor nodded respectfully and raised his hand. At the signal, the chief attendant approached the emperor with a tray containing a silk envelope.
“I give the Emperor’s grandchild a name approved by the gods.”
At the poem I accepted the silk envelope the chamberlain handed me .
“It is my deepest gratitude, Your Majesty.”
The envelope should contain a name written in an ancient language, one that only the divine race would receive.
“Have you thought of any names for your grandchildren?”
“None that I have given much thought to. I beg you. Please give me a name for my grandchild.”
Kun and Sienna agreed to ask the Emperor to name their child. It was only with the Emperor’s help that their marriage was consummated without a hitch and that their child was born in a stable environment.
The emperor struggled for a while and then said.
If you go back in the history of the empire, there is a person who was the first to make the divine tree bloom, recorded in the glorious history of the empire.
Sienna knew of course. He was listed as a saint in the history of the empire. A figure in history we always wanted to emulate.
As soon as the emperor said the name, I murmured the name of the emperor in my mind.
“Isabelle Argento.” It’s the name of an imperial grandchild in the imperial genealogy.”
The poem filled my heart with joy. My daughter’s name was perfect and I was honored.
King Yin and his wife bowed their heads in gratitude to the Emperor for the precious name.
“We are deeply indebted to you, Your Majesty.”
While discussing Huang Sun’s name, the dukes glanced at the Great Lard Sky.
“I’ve heard some crazy stories coming out from the theologians these days.
“I thought that was bullshit.”
Months had passed since Sienna had passed on to the theologians the ancient language that Kun had inherited.
Last month, Siena finally released all seven letters to the scholars. The persistence of the scholars surpassed Siena’s predictions. The theologians persisted in begging for the letters. It didn’t work.
The scholars roamed like ghosts around the palace from morning till night. Kun, who didn’t like the fact that he had so many things to do and had to take care of them, said, “I’ll give you everything for free.
So Siena called the scholars together and showed them Kun’s direct use of the ancient language, making it clear that the letters came from the Grand Duke of Lade.
The scholarly community reacted more explosively and spread faster than Siena had expected. Now, the theological community was like a beehive that had been touched by mistake. The aristocrats interested in the theologians’ researches could feel it.
The lost language of the gods was in the possession of the Grand Duke of Raad, and word also circulated that the Grand Duke was of divine lineage.
Most of the nobles only snickered when they heard it for the first time. The dukes did the same. Many people suspected that Grand Duke Lad was “behind the scenes” in order to dispel the controversy over whether he was qualified to be the King of Qing.
Who can prove whether it is really an ancient word? Isn’t there any way to know if it is some kind of outlandish character? Originally, scholars would stay up all night and argue about trivial matters. They have an innocent side and are misled by plausible words and make incomprehensible claims.
It swelled like a fad, but soon sank. But it was not as expected. The typhoon in the teacup turned into a boiling blast furnace.
Having confirmed the fact that a divine race had been born between King Shang and Grand Duke Lard, the dukes could no longer ignore the controversy.
Everyone bowed their heads as the Emperor stood up and spoke .
“Since we have gathered all the witnesses without shortage, there is no reason for delay. I would like to take this opportunity to conclude the final task of the package.”
No sooner had the emperor finished his words than the attendants standing in front of the gate opened it. Four attendants carrying a golden chest on a stand with long handles in front and back entered. The area was heavily guarded by armed knights.
The faces of the people who guessed what was inside the box turned pale. They looked perplexed by the unexpected situation.
The attendants brought the chest down in front of the emperor and opened the lid. They fell back on their knees and slumped to the floor. The emperor knelt down in front of the chest.
The only object the emperor of the empire is willing to despise is the god. The coffin of the divine tree that had received the will of the gods was placed inside the chest.
The emperor lifted the wooden coffin high into the air and placed it over his own head. All the dazed people knelt down on the spot.
The emperor slowly stood up. He looked around at the people whose brains were all that could be seen. A faint smile appeared on the Emperor’s face.
Today was truly a happy day. The emperor had been called by the gods last night. The merciful gods never turned their backs on fools. Even though it meant he didn’t have much of a life left, the emperor woke up in the morning and shed hot tears.
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Sienna’s voice trembled.
Sienna rose and approached the Emperor, kneeling again.
“I swear it.”
“Humble yourself before the gods and honor your high will.”
“With humility, I accept your intention to wear them.”
“Protect the royal family.”
“I will protect the Imperial Family.”
“Lead the empire to prosperity.”
I will lead the empire to prosperity.
The emperor took off the crown of the sacred tree on my head and placed it on Sienna’s head. The divine tree responds only to the divine race, but the coffin of the divine tree can only be mastered by the first.
The tube of sacred wood that had been placed over Sienna’s head dried up in the blink of an eye and shattered into pieces like light, scattering them into the air.
With a cross-eyed expression on his face, the Emperor lazily closed his eyes and walked away.
“The chest of the sacred tree must not remain empty for even a day. Immediately announce your will in front of the sacred tree and receive your coffin.”
I choked on the poem and replied.
I offer you my last wild life.
* * * *
These stairs up to the sacred tree room were so many and so high.
It hadn’t been long since I’d last been to Shinki’s room in the city. Before I left for the desert as an envoy, I climbed up these stairs with the priests to request the leaves of the sacred tree from the Emperor.
However, I felt as if I was going down a completely different path from that time.
She walked the most aggressively, followed by the people. At first there were only a few dozen people, but gradually more and more people joined in. The palace officials who were passing by caught up with them, and the officials who rushed in breathlessly joined the procession. Despite the large number of people moving about, it was quiet and still, except for the sound of the scraping of clothing on the stone steps.
The new emperor had ascended to the throne, and the sacred tree had been opened to the public for just one day to honor the coffin of the sacred tree. Today was the only day that anyone could open the door and enter the room of the sacred tree.
The sacred tree is located at the highest point of the Sun Palace. People were worried about how the sacred tree was planted there. It was not a secret, but more people did not know. The roots of the new tree are buried in the ground.
Stones were piled up to form a wall around the giant tree, and the present Sun Palace was built. In other words, the sacred tree you see today is not the entire tree, but the uppermost part of the tree.
The knights who had guarded the gate so tightly raised their spears and bowed to the new masters of the empire.
At the door they opened for her, Sienna paused for a moment to catch her breath. She stepped inside, consciously keeping her back straight.
She could feel the cool air. The new tree, as it had been all year, stood firm today. The light shining through the hole in the ceiling illuminated the sacred tree.
Afterwards, some of the people who came into the room had seen the tree before, but most of them were seeing it for the first time today. Kun also saw for the first time the new tree that he had heard about.
‘That’s the new tree…’….’
It seemed to be a more ordinary tree than he had expected. However, I could feel a mysterious spirit that cannot be explained by words. Indeed, even though I saw it for the first time today, I felt somewhat familiar with it.
None of us felt that the tree was a sacred one. However, as everyone had promised, they were not able to go any further than a certain distance. Only King Yin kept his steps and approached the sacred tree.
As the distance between King Yin and the sacred tree gradually narrowed, the murmur gradually died down. Eventually, King Yin stood just below the tree. The moment she slowly extended her hand to the tree, everyone forgot to even breathe.
Sienna’s palm completely reached the tree. She took a deep breath. An intense sensation surged through her body, incomparable to that of touching the leaves of a new tree.
It was a cool sensation, like being immersed in cold water. At the same time, warmth seemed to envelop my whole body. These contradictory sensations, which cannot coexist at all, were in harmony.
All distractions disappeared, and her mind became calm. She closed her eyes. An incomprehensible sigh came from the mouths of those who were watching.
The branches of the new tree grew long and sprawling, wrapping around the city and the surrounding area. The branches nudged Sienna. It seemed to be asking her if she was qualified. The branches formed a circle with my head wrapped around them. The tips of the branches grew and shoots and leaves sprouted.
The branches tangled together to form a basic form. After a jumbled initial framework, the branches became finely intertwined to form a sturdy tube.
It took quite a long time to complete the coffin. But no one knew boredom. They were humbled by the “divine miracle” unfolding in front of them. The branches that had sheltered King Yin’s body slid backward. The coffin of a new tree remained completely above her head.
The poem woke me up. Sunlight shone on her through the new trees.
“Blessings and salutations to the great ruler of the empire!”
Someone shouted across the desert.
“Blessings and salutations to the great ruler of the empire!”
The people shouted in unison.
The cheers died down instantly. I raised my head, startled. A bright white bud was faintly peeking out from between the branches of a new tree.
The buds, which had risen to the level of “half leaves, half buds,” were in full bloom at once. In an instant, a fresh scent filled the room of the new tree.
“It’s a new tree flower!”
“The new tree has bloomed!”
“Long live the Emperor!”
“Long live the empire!
The people screamed. Some were on their knees with their hands clasped in tears. The cheers echoed loudly, reflecting off the stone walls.
In the midst of the noise, which made it impossible to talk to his neighbors, Kurn stared at the blossoming tree with joy.
I see. You have a good eye, don’t you?
Kurn recognized the divine eye. If not her, who would be qualified to perform the divine miracle?
She thought of her young daughter’s face at this moment.
Isabelle was with her nanny now. It was better to avoid places where there were still many people, so she left her to her nanny before coming to Kamiki’s room. It was a good decision. Such a deafening roar would have been harmful to the baby’s hearing.
But on the other hand, it was a shame.
“Isabelle, if only you had been a little older, you would have seen this miracle your mother has wrought with me.
Coon pulled a leaf out of his jacket pocket. He grasped the smooth leaf in his hand and rubbed it. It was a leaf from the sacred tree that had just been used to prove Isabelle’s divine lineage.
Normally, it would be a valuable item that was strictly controlled, but with all the attention focused on the new emperor, no one had been able to obtain the divine tree leaf that Isabelle was holding.
Kun didn’t know it at first either. He came out of his study with his daughter lying on the altar in his arms, and just before he handed her to the nanny, he reached out his fingers without thinking about what was in her hands. When he thought, he had already touched the leaf.
The leaf was not wilted. He hid his surprise and quickly put it in his pocket so that the nanny would not notice.
“God Tribe or ……”
I wondered if the characters I’d learned from my father were really an ancient language. Even though she claimed it was the language of the lost gods, he was still puzzled. But there was clear evidence here.
He put the leaf in his pocket again. I must tell her when I have the chance. I’ll have to check the family archives.
There was little chance of finding anything. If there was a record, my father would have to be very careful, he wouldn’t have passed the letters on in secret.
“But we don’t know. Maybe we’ll get lucky and get something back.
He looked at his wife. It was the perfect moment. Under the blooming sacred tree she was great and holy. People were cheering her on, bowing in her honor.
“Well, ……. I can’t help it.
The desire to be the only one to possess her was greedy. Whether the object was an empire or a god, he would have to give up some of his attention and time to her for the rest of his life.
“But you are a man, not steel, and there will be times when you grow weary. When you need to rest, you are all mine.
Kurn’s eyes met Sienna’s. He smiled as he looked at her. He put his hand on her chest and carefully bent and stretched her hips. She smiled at him as she looked at the poem where their eyes met again.
Now they were far apart, but they didn’t feel the distance. Their hearts were closer than anyone else’s.
* * *
The dreamy day was over. The poem could barely catch its breath as midnight approached.
Behind Sienna at the dressing table, the maids combed her hair. Sienna stared into the mirror and thought back on the days when she was out of breath.
Her daughter’s divine lineage was recognized and she was given a name. That was all that was planned. However, the succession ceremony for Shinki took place suddenly. The succession ceremony took place when he was unprepared. I pretended to be resolute, but in fact, I had been uncomfortable from that moment on.
It wasn’t just that I went to Kamiki’s room and took care of the coffin. That was the beginning. With the coffin still on his head, he went back to the Sun Palace and met the emperor who had become the situation.
He then proceeded with the formal procedures to take over the throne. He received the State Seal, which symbolized the emperor’s authority, and the royal scepter, which symbolized his right to rule. A solemn ceremony was also held to announce the new emperor’s accession to the throne to the gods.
The knights and officials then took the oath of allegiance. In the meantime, the day grew dark. No day had been as long as this one. It was a wonder the day had ended without incident.
Sienna felt that she had somehow lost the hand that touched her hair. Looking through the mirror, she saw the maids retreating with their hands clasped together.
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Sienna’s body stiffened for a moment. She still wasn’t used to that title.
“……, please leave.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
I let out a small sigh as the poem left me alone. I was belatedly tired. I had dreamed of this day coming since I was a child. But when I put the crown of the sacred tree on my head, the weight of responsibility almost overwhelmed me.
I have a lot of work to do for a while. He had to hold another coronation ceremony with the representatives of the various princes and the nobles of the empire, but the preparations for this procedure were not easy.
“We should draw up a map of the artisans. The selection of officials should remain unchanged for a while. …. ….’
She pressed her shoulder lightly, and someone looked up. Her eyes met Kun’s through the mirror. Sienna turned her head away, smiling.
“It’s hard, isn’t it?”
“Take it easy. You’re a pregnant woman who just gave birth.”
Kuhn lifted her into the vanity chair and Sienna reached out her arms and closed her neck around him. He lowered Sienna to the bed, holding her still as he pressed his lips to hers. The kiss was long and laced with deep breathing.
He brought his mouth to hers and their foreheads together.
“This is your last night here, isn’t it?”
Today they returned to the Silver Palace, but tomorrow they would move their bedrooms to the Sun Palace.
“It’s late, let’s go to bed early. You have a lot of work to do tomorrow, don’t you?”
“I haven’t seen Isabelle’s face since this afternoon.”
“It’s okay, I saw her. My daughter eats well and sleeps well.”
“Tomorrow I have to take Isabelle to see the king. I wanted you to hold Isabelle after I gave her a name, but I didn’t get a chance today.”
“Right. Let’s go tomorrow.”
She hadn’t been able to sleep at all earlier, but now, with his low voice in her hand, she felt increasingly sluggish. She slowly closed her eyes and grew heavy.
“You too, …….”
“You haven’t seen me all afternoon either.”
“Is that why you wanted to see me?”
Coon asked back mischievously, but his spirits lifted when she answered with surprising candor. What’s going on? Is she sleepwalking? He rubbed his chin against one hand and looked down at her with a cute grin.
“When I received Shinki’s coffin earlier: …. I was a little scared. I felt like I was alone in the world. By the way, you’re ……..”
Sienna suddenly exclaimed, “Ah!” Sienna suddenly screamed. Her eyes flashed with a cold. She stood up quickly.
How could she forget it?
“I tried to finish the Bible the day before I received the coffin of the sacred tree!”
“But even if I hadn’t finished it, the new tree would have blossomed.”
The poem had me hooked. Didn’t the Bible have something to do with the blossoming of the new tree? When I’d first received the book, I’d never doubted that great wishes were the flowers of the sacred tree. That’s what the emperor said in a dream.
“Kun, we have to finish the Bible.”
“It’s too late. You need to sleep.
“You won’t be able to sleep with the Bible on your mind.”
Sienna got out of bed with a swift movement that didn’t sound like someone who had just tried to get to sleep. Kun sighed and stood up.
“Just write two more words, then come right back and go to bed. I promise.”
They went to the office. Sienna took a book from a drawer and spread it out on the desk. He moved the other two letters to the side so that he could write them easily.
Kun wrote one letter.
The sentence appeared and disappeared. After a moment’s wait, Kurn put the tip of his pen to the paper again. His slightly furrowed brow indicated that he too was now tense.
He wrote the last letter at once. They both watched breathlessly as the light swallowed the letters and disappeared.
It would come true.
Sienna’s eyes grew wide. The sentence that she had always repeated changed. The sentences slowly disappeared.
And a faint light erupted from the blank paper. She bowed her head to get a closer look at the poem. Kun then gave a quick tug around her waist.
Two intense beams of light grazed the tips of her hair. The pillars of light stretched up to the ceiling like a cascading waterfall.
Although no physical force had actually pierced the ceiling, she felt as if the intense energy sealed inside the book had suddenly escaped and penetrated space-time.
Even after the pillar of light disappeared, the two of them could not move. He hugged her from behind without relaxing his arms. He unconsciously tried to protect her from the unknown danger.
“What’s …… now?”
Sienna mumbled absentmindedly.
Kun replied, feeling confused as well.
Sienna, who had been watching the Bible unfold, was taken aback, pulled away from his chest, and picked up a pen. She wrote the ancient words on the Bible.
The words are still there. She rewrote it. The book was still unresponsive. Neither the words disappeared nor the text appeared.
My hand trembled at the poem and I missed my pen. The pen rolled around on the desk. She concluded with a stunned expression.
“It’s gone …….”
This book was no longer the Bible. The “divine power” that had resided in the book was gone. It was just an ordinary notebook.
They stared at the page, not at the blank page, where Sienna’s handwriting still remained. They didn’t know what to make of the situation.
He heard an urgent cry. Without answering, the door to his office opened. If the maidservant had behaved in this manner, she would have been severely reprimanded by the chief maidservant, who was strict about etiquette.
However, the head maid was the one who forgot the etiquette. The head maid exhaled with a red, flushed face.
“Your Majesty, please go. The sacred tree tower, the tower is ……..”
Sienna and Kun quickly made their way outside the Silver Palace. It was now past twelve o’clock at night, and the courtesans and knights were standing in the pitch darkness, looking in the direction of the Sun Palace.
Siena, like them, opened her eyes wide and looked in the direction of the Sun Palace. There was a huge pillar of light stretching high into the sky at the place where the highest spire of the Sun Palace, the sacred tree, was located.
* * * *
When I asked him to bring me a bottle of sake, the butler placed on the table an unfamiliar bottle of sake, neither wine nor the muddy wine he usually drank. It was round at the bottom with a narrow mouth.
“It’s a fruit wine my wife procured.”
Geoffrey looked at the butler in silence. The butler added an explanation.
“It’s brewed from bearberries, but it’s also used in medicine. I made it using a process that comes down from my house.”
“Medicine? Do I look like I’m in pain?”
“Oh, no. My lord. I tend to drink too much, so I think you should have some good liquor. …. ………………………… ………………………… ………………
Geoffrey sighed and waved his hand. All he wanted now was a solo run that would make him thirsty and cool his nose, but he couldn’t complain to someone who cared about him.
Still, there was one person who cared about his health. Jeffrey chuckled to himself.
After the butler left, he grabbed a cask. He poured it out and the blood red liquor poured out. He drank it all down. It was indeed good sake. It was soft in the throat and had a refreshing aftertaste.
The aroma of the sour fruit wine soaked deep into his lungs. However, it was rather bitter in his mouth.
He held the empty glass and closed his eyes. The liquor was quite strong. Even though it was only one drink, he felt a warm fever rising in his stomach.
He sighed. Today, King Yin received a coffin of sacred wood. The emperor has changed. When Dian had renounced his right of succession, it had all already been done, but now, today, he felt an indescribable sense of loss.
“New Tree Flower: …….’
Having witnessed the miracle, no one would be able to say this or that about the new emperor. Even marriage, which many nobles complained about, was no longer a drawback.
“Can I have one of those?”
Geoffrey looked up. He adjusted his moving chair and smiled at his friend as he approached.
“Who let you in?”
“No one to blame. I owe my outfit to this. I’m just an old man with no strength who can’t even twist a child’s wrist.”
“Is it only physical force? Your sharp tongue would be enough to kill dozens of people and still remain.”
“Oh no, one is still sharp.”
Randall’s mobile chair flattened against the table. He held out his hand to Geoffrey.
“Looks like you only have one glass. Give me that one.”
Jeffrey smiled and put the glass in Randall’s hand, filling it with liquor.
“Have you come to mock me?”
“I’m mocking you?” How can I envy you your riches and still mock you?”
“…… I really don’t know, do I?”
Jeffrey didn’t understand. The heavens were not fair. His father’s untimely death and his sister’s miserable death. Would there ever be compensation to offset their disappointment?
Only that they should become emperors and leave behind their names as great monarchs, so that their deaths would not be in vain. However, the previous Duke of Lehman, who had done nothing more than a fowl and a beast, would live a lifetime of luxury and enjoy a long life, and his granddaughter would become an emperor. ….
On top of that, the gods have blessed his future with the blossoming of a sacred tree…”
As Jeffrey complained, Randall sipped from his glass. He gulped it down and marveled at it.
“That’s a nice drink. We’ll have to share something this good. I’ll bring the silk next time.”
“You’re coming back?”
“Are you going to kick me out?”
“Geoffrey, you’ve got fewer days left in your life to turn your back on your little rut.”
Randall took the pint glass from Jeffrey’s hand and poured it out.
“If you have a grudge against me, let it go; if you have a grudge against the world, let it flow. The world’s reason is like a giant wave, but we are but a drop of water caught up in it. Sometimes we bounce in directions we don’t want to go, and sometimes we get hit by a stone thrown suddenly and get stuck in a depression.
“So everything I’ve experienced is fate.
“Don’t hate me. I can’t just grab God by the chest.”
“…… If I could, I would.”
Jeffrey took the glass from Randall’s hand and drank it in one gulp.
Randall clicked his tongue. He felt sorry for his friend, who had turned his back on the happiness before him and could not escape the despair of the past.
“I thought His Highness King Tse-oh was indeed my uncle’s grandson. I wonder who can make decisions like he did. You know how much harder it is to put it down than to hold it. Even if he had taken the throne, he would have been a great ruler.”
“But you supported King Eun.”
“I would have gladly accepted King Tseh even if he had been restored to the line of succession and ascended to the throne. Geoffrey. Jehwi is a heaven-sent position. Do you think you and I can interfere with that?”
Jeffrey was stubborn and said nothing. But Randall didn’t want to prompt him. It would take time for his tangled heart to unravel.
“…… am I still your friend?”
Randall smiled. Maybe it wouldn’t take as long as he thought.
The beginning was awkward, but the two soon broke down the mental barriers. Before they knew it, they were conversing as naturally as before.
“King Yin …… No, it’s that the emperor and his wife created from the marriage certificate as early as now.”
“You were a witness, so you must have known about it. Your mouth must have been itching, but you held it together.”
“Well, …… yes.”
Randall faked it roughly. In fact, I couldn’t say that I didn’t know either.
When I saw the emperor’s seal on the deed, I was confused too. I remembered it clearly because the day I signed the certificate was the day before the year-end party. However, it was changed to “Xia”.
Whether it was the Shang King’s wish or the Emperor’s decision, it was a forgery of documents. …. It was unimaginable that the Shang King and Emperor, father and daughter, deserved to commit such a crime. As proof of this, no one doubted the authenticity of King Shang’s marriage certificate.
Randall could do nothing but remain silent. His youngest son said, “You could have secretly cared for me. I didn’t even know about it. ….” He could not say anything when the youngest expressed his resentment, “Isn’t it ridiculous that I bet on the one who got married?
“You’ve been busy lately, haven’t you? All the merchants in the empire want to meet the Duke of Acheron, and they’re having a hard time making connections.”
Randall glanced around, changing the subject. Geoffrey nodded and sighed. His expression was not bright.
“I’ve been thinking a lot, and I haven’t been able to sleep lately. The family gate is worried about my future, no matter what I do. …. …. I can’t even watch my children right now.
“Why do you think it’s impossible? Age is just a number.”
“Hey, you b*****d.”
To Jeffrey’s surprise, Randall laughed outright.
“You could adopt a wise child, but would you dare? Not when King Tetsu is here.”
“Has the law of the land changed without us knowing?”
Dian is the son of an emperor. Therefore, he could never be adopted by another family. The only way for Dian to abandon his family name, Argento, was to become a criminal and be kicked out of the imperial family.
“It’s not His Highness King Tse-oh. You’re His Highness’ son.”
Geoffrey’s eyes grew wide. His own grandson, Curtis, was the son of a king, but his father had no right of succession, so he was not subject to the imperial code.
Jeffrey rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
Outside the house the steward almost shouted . The two dukes sitting across from each other turned their heads in surprise. Geoffrey asked loudly, “What’s going on? The butler came in.
“Fire, at the Imperial Palace… ….”
“Why in the palace?”
Randall shouted. He hated himself for not being able to get up right now.
The butler rushed to the balcony, looking around, and opened the window wide. He waved to the duke and the others to come quickly. It was a rude gesture, but no one wanted to discuss it now.
Jeffrey pushed Randall’s chair out onto the balcony. The right side of the second-floor balcony looked out toward the Imperial Palace. The two dukes looked in the direction the butler was pointing and couldn’t stop their mouths from hanging open.
“I wonder what that …… thing is.”
It was late in the day, when darkness had fallen on all sides, and the pillar of light that shone from the sky seemed not of this world.
But “strange” was not the right word for what the butler had said. Somehow I knew. It wasn’t sinister at all. All three of them couldn’t take their eyes off the strange and mysterious figure.
* * *
The Kamiki chamber, opened to the public as the new emperor took his place, closed at nightfall. Then, as usual, the knights stood guard.
There was no one to block my path as I rushed to the Kamiki’s room at that late hour.
Sienna stopped in front of the gate of Shinki’s room, which was tightly closed. The light leaking through the crack in the door was strong enough to illuminate the dark surroundings.
As soon as she opened the door, Sienna, Kundo who had come with her, and the drivers guarding the door all turned their heads back. The glare was so bright that she could not see them properly.
Sienna clenched her teeth and turned her head to the side to look at the tree. She squeezed her eyes shut, but they stung and tears came to her eyes. Suddenly her vision darkened. I exhaled into the poem as my eyes eased.
Kun instructed the knights as he covered Sienna’s eyes with his hand.
“Close the door.”
A few moments later, there was a bang and the area went dark again. Finally, Kun released the hand covering his eyes and said.
“If we go in now, we won’t be able to see the sacred tree because of the light.”
Sienna nodded quietly.
“We’ll know soon enough when the light is gone. We cannot wait here without an appointment, so please return to the sleeping quarters.”
Sienna sighed, alternating between Coon’s face and the gap in the door where the light leaked through. She told the driver.
“Let me know as soon as the light goes out.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
She returned to the Silver Palace. As she paced back and forth, her surprised feelings calmed down a bit. Gilbert had taken control of the area around the Silver Palace and brought order to the chaos.
As soon as Sienna had changed into her bedding, she went over to Kun and lay down on his bed.
“Come on, come on.”
“Why are you trying so hard to get me to sleep?”
“You’re a sick person, but the medicine doesn’t work on you. You have to eat well and rest well to stay healthy.”
I had no words to reply. I closed my eyes quietly to the poem.
But I could not sleep. I forced myself to sleep, but my mind was clear. She chalked it up to uncomfortableness and reclaimed her pillow.
“You can’t sleep?”
Sienna opened her eyes and turned on her side . She could hear him breathing unevenly and wondered if he was asleep.
“Is it because of me that you’re awake?”
“I’m not asleep yet.”
Kun turned over on his side and supported his head with one arm. Then he stretched out his other arm toward her.
“Come on, I’ll let you sleep.”
Sienna glanced sideways at him, smiled, and plunged into his bosom. She put her arm around his back, using his shoulder as a pillow. She smiled, loving the way his hand gently brushed her back.
“That light …… has something to do with the Bible we finished, doesn’t it?”
Kun replied to Sienna’s murmur.
“Yes, I suppose so. The timing is too perfect to be a coincidence.”
“What’s going on here: …. ….”
“It’s not a bad thing.”
I lifted my chin at the poem.
“How can you be so calm? This could be the decisive event in the fulfillment of the family’s wish.”
“Because Korean families have too tumultuous a history.” I can’t bear the long years if I’m always happy and sad. Especially since I am the one who has to take the center of gravity.”
I knew what she meant and Sienna nodded.
“This is just like that day. The night we spent in the middle of the desert.”
“Probably the most inconvenient time of your life, right? It was cold and you had to cower to sleep. ….”
So that was it. But as Sienna recalled that night, only cozy memories remained.
“I want to go back. Just the two of us, like that day.”
“Hmm, I suppose that would be harder than ordering you to move a mountain. You’re the one who’s stuck in this empire.”
“We can go later.
“When you raise Isabelle and give me my place.”
“Your Majesty, how old do you think we’ll be then? If I sleep in the cold unnecessarily, my mouth will spin.”
“What the h**l, that.”
Sienna snapped at his mood-destroying remark. Khun chuckled and kissed her irritably.
Their whispered voices grew more and more distant, and at one point the bedroom fell silent. Like that night in the desert, they hugged each other and fell asleep.
* * * *
The carriage arrived in front of the palace. * * * * The carriage arrived in front of the palace. Kun told Sienna as she held her daughter in her arms, looking like an infant.
“I think you should take Isabelle alone and see Her Majesty about the situation.”
“If I go with you, it’ll be a formal sitting.”
“If it’s because you’re inconvenienced… ….”
“It’s not. There may be something His Majesty wants to tell you alone.”
He’s going to die soon. Kuhn didn’t dare add the following words.
“I’m going out. I think I need to see the elders and get them settled.”
“Tell them to set a date for me to enter the palace soon. I need to see Isabelle even if she doesn’t succeed me. I want to see them too.”
Khun laughed and kissed her lightly on the lips.
Kurn, holding Isabelle to his chest, went down first and let Sienna, who followed him, hold her daughter. Seeing her enter the palace, he climbed back into the carriage.
The situation greeted Sienna as she sat in her chair. The back of the chair was loose. The chair’s back was loose, similar in shape to the patient chair Sienna had used as a napping place during her pregnancy.
I greeted the poem and glanced around to assess the situation. Whenever I saw her, she always wore gloves on her hands. Are his hands freezing in this season? Was he in such a bad shape?
“What’s the matter, Mr. Huang?”
Poetry didn’t know what to say. He hadn’t seen his father before without a specific reason. But that didn’t mean I couldn’t say a warm greeting, something I didn’t usually say.
In the poem I went to the situation without saying a word and held Isabelle in my arms.
The situation went wide eyed for a moment, as if perplexed. Immediately he hugged the child. His gaze was long as he lowered his head and looked down at his granddaughter. I stood by the poem for a long time.
“You look like Mr. Huang.”
That was all I said. Then he put his arm out in front of him as if to say, “Take her away now. Sienna hugged her daughter from her father’s arms.
“Have you tried going into Kamiki’s room?”
“Not yet . The light is too strong for us to get close.”
The pillar of light hadn’t disappeared yet. They’re guarding the perimeter with tighter security than usual.
“The blooming of the flowers and the pillar of light are good omens.” “May the gods overlooking the Yellow Statue grant you a peaceful era.”
“I will keep this in mind.”
“There’s much to be done. Go ahead.”
“Good,” Sienna chuckled. It wasn’t really what she wanted to say. My father was not a sentimental man and he will be fine until the moment of his death.
She turned to leave her greeting. She turned again.
“Your Majesty, a long time ago, when I was a small child, I was taken to Kamiki’s room as a birthday present. Do you remember that?
May I ask why you did so?
The situation made Sienna stare at him strangely. Sienna herself didn’t know why she had asked this question, or what kind of answer she wanted to hear.
It was an outlandish question, but the situation left her struggling for a long time to choose an answer.
“I think you’ve grown up.”
The poem wrinkled his brow. He was seven years old. Perhaps the situation was remembering the time incorrectly?
“…… That day, I didn’t take you to Kamiki’s room as Emperor.”
Circumstance gave a vague answer, then turned away and closed his eyes.
I left the palace without saying another word to the poem. Even as I chewed on my father’s words, I could not understand their meaning.
Three days have passed since the pillar of light appeared. The pillar had not disappeared, and no one could approach Shinki’s room.
There was not an Imperial living in the capital who had not seen the pillar of light. Wherever they went, everyone talked about this strange phenomenon.
At dawn, in the dim light of day, Kun awoke. A voice calling outside woke him. He had a bad feeling. He hurried to the bedroom door and opened it. The maid standing outside the door bowed her head.
“King Qing. I’m sorry for the situation, Your Majesty… ….”
Koon turned away without asking any more questions. He walked quickly over to the bed. He tucked his arm under the sleeping woman’s waist and raised her up. Sienna blinked sleepily.
“Sienna. I have news from the other palace.”
The poem woke her. Her eyes focused at once.
When she hurried to the palace, all the knights guarding it were in a kneeling position on the floor, sobbing.
With a poem I passed them and went inside. In the corridors, too, occasionally, the courtesans would lie on the floor and weep. She entered the bedroom with the door open. One of the men at the side of the bed, moving his shoulders up and down, was the chamberlain.
Sienna approached the bed. It was still dark, but enough for her to make out things. She stood at the bedside until the morning sun came up and brightened the bedroom, giving her a clear view of her father’s face. With her eyes closed, it was as if she was asleep. He looked peaceful.
In the meantime, people were arriving and gathering in front of the bedroom. Patricia rushed in, and the Iron King and his wife also came.
“…… you’re the one who took care of His Majesty’s dying?”
The chamberlain answered in a tightly-packed voice.
“Yes, Your Majesty. I’m sorry. Before he had time to break the news, the dwarf dared to …. ….”
“If not you, who would be qualified? Do you have a message for me?”
“The robe you are wearing now ………” …. Leave nothing to chance and have a funeral: …. …I did. ……”
The chief could not continue to speak throughout and began to cry. I don’t know how much he’s struggled over the past few months.
He wondered if he should inform the king of his master’s illness and find a cure.
It would anger his master, but wouldn’t it be the attitude of a true servant to let his master live even if he had to do so?
However, the chamberlain had long known the man’s sexuality better than anyone else. Even in death, he was not a man who could abandon his self-esteem.
I could not defy my master’s wish to die as a member of the divine race to the end.
I closed my eyes as I heard the chief attendant crying quietly like a child. Tears streamed down my cheeks.
All imperial events were conducted in accordance with religious rituals. Even so, the national spirit was the most glamorous one.
The national emblem of the empire was so simple that it was regarded by some as too simple to be a procedure for honoring the death of the ruler of the nation.
It consisted entirely of a three-day ceremony, led by priests, in which prayers were offered for his eternal rest. Burial followed in the imperial cemetery.
On the morning of the situation’s passing, the pillar of light disappeared. Many people believed that God had taken over the soul of the situation.
In my poem, I did not correct their misunderstanding, but rather subtly seduced them. I thought that increasing the honor of my late father was the last filial duty I could perform as a child.
At the end of the three days of the director’s consciousness, I heard in the city a feeling of weakness that drained all motivation. The thought that the situation was no longer with me made me feel the weight of what I was carrying.
She left Kun to clean up the mess.
“I don’t want to see anyone today.”
“Alright. I’ll do everything with the Iron King.”
She went back into the bedroom and deposited him in the rocking chair, where he lay in a daze for a while.
She stood up quickly, postponing the time of the light pillar’s disappearance until later because it coincided with the state funeral.
She hurried to Shinki’s room. Just before she opened the gate, her heart thumped with anticipation.
When she opened the door, a cool, refreshing air blew through her like a breeze. The new tree in the sunlight was still green and solid.
“I wonder what’s changed?”
She moved closer. Standing directly beneath the sacred tree, she looked up. Her eyes grew wider and wider. She saw a round clump where the flower had bloomed. There was a pearly white fruit hanging from it.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing in the poem. There are records of flowers blooming on new trees, but never fruits.
There were more than one or two fruits hanging between the leaves. The more flowers in full bloom, the more fruits there were. How many would there be? I couldn’t tell with my eyes.
I reached for the fruit in my poem. They were so far away. Actually, they were all high up, out of reach. I couldn’t tell exactly how big they were because of the distance, but they seemed to be bigger than my hands full of fruit.
A passage from a rejected theologian’s article came to mind.
-All life in the world is born, grows, and sows. The sacred tree is against the laws of the world.
All life is born and dies. And yet the world is sustained because of their offspring.
Even the gods who are descended from the blood of gods can enjoy eternal life… no matter how much spiritual power they possess. Their life may be longer than that of humans, but it will end someday.
Until now, no one has ever wondered why the sacred tree bears no fruit while it blooms. No one had raised the question as if it were a taboo. Except for that theologian over a hundred years ago.
“Is this what the great perfection was all about?”
If all that fruit sprouted and grew into a new tree, everything in the world would enjoy the blessings of God. We wouldn’t have to fear the threat of monsters, and there would be less desertification.
But where there is light, there is shadow.
She took a slow look around the new tree.
“But if …… that happens, the Empire’s influence will be reduced…’
The empire gave her a branch of the sacred tree and persuaded the principalities. Even if the Empire did not interfere in the internal affairs of the principalities, a formal hierarchy existed. The empire was able to become the center of the world.
The emperor must accept the will of the gods and lead the restoration of the empire.
“By the way, if two values collide, the Emperor… ……. Which one should I choose?’
Sheena spotted a fruit hanging relatively close and stopped. She reached out her hand. She raised her heels and jumped up and down, but did not wince.
I looked around for a place to …….’ step down.
She looked around, but there was nothing. She turned and went to the door. She pushed the gate open and the waiting courtesans bowed.
Please inquire, Your Majesty.
“You are …….”
She was about to bring a footstool or a ladder, but Sienna changed her mind.
“Take King Qing with you. I want you to tell him to come into the divine tree room at once.”
She gave the instructions and then went back in. Sienna looked up at the tree from beneath it and waited for Kun.
She heard a low cough and turned her head away. Before she knew it, he had come in and was standing right there. Kun put his hand on his chest and spoke softly.
“You wanted to see me, Your Majesty?”
Sienna burst out laughing. He spoke comfortably when no one was around, but only occasionally did he call her “Your Majesty.
There was no indication that he intended to keep his distance or make fun of her. Sienna laughed whenever he called her “Your Majesty” without any burden, as if he were calling her by name.
The man seemed to think that there was no difference between before and after he became emperor. I liked his unchanging attitude.
Even though the rest of the world called him emperor, when he was with Kun, he wanted to be his family, his spouse.
“Kun, come here and look at that.
Sienna’s hand gesture brought Kun closer. His feet slowed a bit as he got closer to the sacred tree, but he didn’t stop and stood right beside Sienna.
Like Sienna, Koon raised his head and looked at the tree. His eyes grew wide.
“Great workmanship, like that fruit.”
Kun, who had been staring blankly at the sacred tree, perked up.
“Yes? Oh,…… “Amazing. The fruit. So if we plant them, they’ll sprout and grow into a new tree.
“I have to check it out now. So help me.”
At the poem I pulled his arm and we went to the fruit I’d seen earlier.
“If you listen to me, I think I can reach it there.”
Khun hugged Sienna and lifted her as high as he could. Sienna reached out with the fruit as it approached her. Just before she could hold it with both hands, it slipped out of her hands.
She started over. She grasped the fruit at a faster speed. But this time, too, she caught only the void. This was her third attempt, but it was the same.
“Kun, let me down.”
Kuhn looked at her empty hand and stared at her suspiciously.
“The fruit avoids my hand. I don’t think I should catch it.”
“Maybe it’s not time yet. When a tree bears fruit, it takes time for it to ripen.
Maybe the fruit isn’t ripe yet. He had a point. Maybe the fruit of the new tree would be hanging like that for a long time.
On the other hand, I was relieved. Now I don’t have to be torn between two values.
“I’ll have to call the priests tomorrow and ask them to check the number of berries.”
“I can’t count those.”
“Let us have a rough idea, if not an exact one.”
There was a small sigh in the poem. Too much had happened in a few days, and he felt like he’d reached his limit.
On the day he wore the emperor’s crown, flowers bloomed and fruit was borne, but the burden was greater than the joy. The expectations of those around me must be tremendous.
“…… I wonder if I can do it.”
Khun pulled her by the waist with one arm and kissed her temple.
“You may do what you can, what you want. That’s why the flower bloomed and the fruit came.”
“A monarch who does only what he wants is a tyrant.”
“Not everyone can be a tyrant. You can’t.”
I laughed at the poem and raised my head, “Ah!” I raised my head.
“I have to check before I go. I need to know if it’s okay for you to touch the sacred tree. I’ll get the leaves for you. …. ….”
Kun caught her as she turned away. He pulled out a small pocket from the inside of his jacket.
He put the pocket in Sienna’s hand. She opened the inside of the pocket and with a look of surprise took out the leaves inside.
“This is …….”
“The leaf that was holding Isabel . I guess they forgot to retrieve it. I didn’t have time to tell you.
“…… It’s not wilted.”
Sienna raised the green leaf to her palm and looked at it for a moment.
“I knew you were a godling.”
“By the way, I don’t have any godly traits. I don’t have hair, and I’m not immune to medicine.”
“But here’s the proof.”
“…… I see.”
“Tell me about your clan. Are any of your relatives in your family?”
“It’s a long story. Let’s go someplace to sit.”
“Yeah, ……, but first you should try it.”
I said pointing to the fruit in the poem . Coon looked at her with a puzzled expression.
“You want me to take the fruit?”
“It might seem like you were the only one who could write in that book.”
“What if I catch it?”
“Then it’s yours.”
Kuhn said with a laugh as he stared at me with a strange gaze at the poem.
“I’ll take it all and give it to you.”
Kurn looked up at the fruit he had just tried to take from the poem. He stretched out his arm. It was slightly too high for him to reach.
He lowered his posture a little and then jumped up. He noticed the poem clearly. Just before he could reach it, the branch of the fruitful tree casually jumped up.
Kuhn tried again. This time he lowered himself more and kicked the ground with all his might. This time, he lowered himself more and kicked the branch with more force.
Kurn clucked his tongue and said.
“Looks like it’s mad at me for touching it.”
Sienna chuckled. Now she had the same thought.
They took a seat in a reception room connected to the emperor’s bedchamber.
“When I went out to the palace a few days ago, I had a long talk with the Primarchs about the origins of our clan.”
Kuhn told the Primarchs that his daughter had been born into a divine race and that the roots of the clan might be in the Empire. He carefully observed the expressions of the Elders. The fleeting glances, the subtle expressions.
But they seemed to have no idea what was going on. Rather, they wanted to ask Kun for details.
I called Mason over and questioned him seriously. Mason shook his head.
“I haven’t heard anything, Kun.”
Kuhn believed that Mason was the only one who wasn’t hiding anything. If Mason said he didn’t know, then he really didn’t know.
Kurn called the other Elders who were not currently in the Empire. Since the Elders do not share all the information they know with each other, someone might know something.
“But I’m not holding my breath. There’s no way the Primarchs would know such a secret that I don’t even know about.”
“They say there’s a library of family records. Maybe there’s a clue in there.”
Coon shook his head.
“I don’t think there are any records.”
“You’ve had a similar experience. The book was given to me by the Emperor’s will, and it came down only orally. I learned to write only by word of mouth. There’s no way I’m keeping a record.”
At first, Kun thought of going through the archives. But then he came up with a hypothesis. As he fleshed out the hypothesis, he was able to come up with a plausible explanation.
“My ancestors may have purposely erased the records.”
“Why? The Lard clan must have wandered for a long time.”
“That’s why. “Sienna, what would have happened if I had known that our roots were in the Empire and that I was of divine blood?” The clan would have tried to reclaim the land instead of looking for a place to settle.
In the poem I overheard him say, ‘Ah…’… and sighed. The Lard clan would have gathered power and wealth to overthrow the empire.
“If that’s the case, then perhaps I am now. I’m probably the most powerful rebel chief threatening the empire right now.”
Kun’s words were light, but the content was not. He was right, he and the Raad clan would be the greatest threat to the Empire.
Up until now, the imperial family had been able to protect the royal family because only the Shinigami could handle the sacred tree.
However, Shin Mok reacted to Kun. He deserved to be the new emperor.
“Truly, your ancestors are your helpers. I could have run into you and the enemy. I shudder to think of it.”
Sienna was also worried about her creepy family. The possibility that she and Kun could start a war that would kill and kill each other was …. She didn’t want to think about it.
“Somehow, my ancestors left the Empire. Somehow, my ancestors left the Empire, but they didn’t seem to want to come back later and go to war with the Imperials.”
The Lard clan had one principle they had to follow. They must not gain their land by invasion and plunder. If they had not chosen the means and methods, the Lard clan would have acquired their land early on through wars of conquest.
Because they had to travel a long way around, they had to spend long and painful years wandering aimlessly.
“I don’t know if it was the pure will of my ancestors or the price of leaving the empire. I did not leave any records, but the seven letters I learned. That’s the only thing I couldn’t get rid of.”
I nodded my head at the poem. It’s just my imagination, but he’s got a point.
And the question you just asked. There is blood in the family, but it’s so far away you can’t even begin to calculate it. They’re no different than strangers. In my family, only one son has been born for a long time.”
“So, is there anything special that only your family has inherited?”
Kun folded his arms and pondered.
Sienna smiled, remembering something he’d said a long time ago.
“For a human, it’s amazing, I guess.”
“Oh . You remember everything I’ve said.
Sienna glared at him, smiling.
“Why is the conversation going that way. Continue what you were saying.”
Kun said with a chuckle.
“I wasn’t even kidding when I said that.”
Sienna remembered that he was hunting a desert ogre. The huge, terrifying monster was easily attacked by Kun.
Gilbert later said that the head of a good-sized desert ear was impossible to pierce with human strength because its skin was too hard.
So Sienna asked, “Didn’t Radov do it?” Gilbert replied after a moment with an open-mouthed expression.
“If someone had told me what I saw without seeing it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it.”
“While the royal family is strong, they do not have great muscle strength.
She was unimaginable . His ancestors may have been given the gift of strong military strength by the gods, just as the divine races of the empire were constitutionally immune to addiction.
“Oh, and it seems that my ancestor did not steal the gore and desert the empire without permission.”
“What do you mean?”
“Lord Nof came to see me earlier.”
He was the head of the school that claimed the existence of a discarded language of God, and an elder statesman of the theological world.
He was also the one who had persistently followed Sienna and ended up taking all seven letters.
“It is said that when the pillar of light appeared, a mysterious phenomenon also appeared in the Bible.”
Originally, the original Bibles were kept in the imperial library, but recently, as the study of ancient languages became more active, scholars requested the loan of the original Bibles.
With the permission of the emperor (now deceased), the original Bibles were lent out and stored in the research tower. The research tower was located in the center of the seminary, and only qualified scholars could enter and leave the tower due to its strict security.
At the time when the pillar of light appeared on the sacred tree, light also erupted from the Bible and was witnessed by scholars who were absorbed in studying the ancient language.
Sienna raised an eyebrow when she heard Kuhn’s story.
“If such a strange phenomenon had occurred, they should have known about it immediately, so why did they only hear about it now?”
“That would have been overly greedy of the scholars. If we inform the imperial family, they’ll immediately collect the Bible.”
Kuhn remembered Lord Nof’s sneering, crooked expression. It was a rare sight to see the gibbering old scholar sweating profusely.
Perhaps they were observing a mystical phenomenon that had appeared in the Bible without thinking about the rest, and figured it out one step too late.
Lord Nof came to see Kuhn, not Siena, the Emperor. He grabbed Kurn and politely asked him.
“I beg you to please be angry with the Emperor. King Qing.”
Lord Nof had come to make a request to the King of Qing because he did not have a granddaughter, the young emperor.
Koon understood Lord Nof. She could stare into his golden eyes and feel as if she could read his mind. She couldn’t relax. Thinking of the sincerity of Lord Nof, who had come to cling directly to her old frame, she gave him a surreptitious squeeze on the shoulder.
“But I did not think to inform you. You’ve been there, you’ve seen it. You’ve been there and seen it. You know how blind they are to anything they focus on.”
The poem didn’t make me grimace and complain more.
“If the light in the Bible came out at the same time as the pillar of light appeared, then when the pillar of light went out, the light in the Bible would have gone out too.”
“Yeah . You’re right. And when I looked after the light went out, I saw that the gore that was gone came back.”
Sienna’s eyes wavered. The Bible originally had some damaged letters.
You mean the erased letters have returned to their normal form?”
“That’s what I heard. Sir Nof said he would return the Bible today.”
“The Bible is complete: …. ….”
I murmured to the poem and thought about what it meant.
It means that the Bible has not been artificially defaced. It could be interpreted as God’s acknowledgement that the Lard family had taken a piece of Gore with them.
The ancient words that came back into the Bible were the seven letters you knew, right?”
Koon nodded .
This left no one to complain about the fact that the letters in Kurn’s possession were definitely Gore.
Kurn thought it was exquisite after his conversation with Lord Nof.
If he had finished the book without first revealing the seven letters he knew to the scholars, it would have been difficult to prove that he was the original owner of the returned gore.
It was she who had actively promoted the idea of making the letters available to scholars.
Kun reached out his arm and wrapped it around Sienna’s shoulders. He kissed her on the cheek as he held her close.
“Just everything . For being there for me.”
Sienna’s gaze wavered faintly. Lowering her gaze slightly, she murmured.
“…… me too.”
Khun hugged her in a low voice. It was cute that she was trying to express herself despite her awkwardness.
It was her charm that he had found. No one else would ever know. He was very happy about that.
* * * *
Several carriages departed from the ivy hut and entered the Imperial Palace. The carriages passed safely in front of the Sun Palace, even though the security of the palace was particularly tight with the arrival of the new emperor.
The newly appointed chamberlain led a group of attendants to greet the guests. The chief attendant looked more than a little nervous as he took on his first official duty.
The carriage doors opened and the people disembarked. The four elders and their attendants, the steward Walter, the Curly brothers, and Levan, came with them.
Walter, who had never been to the Imperial Palace before, was completely frozen. He was as frightened and gawky as a man who lives in the backcountry and is seeing a city for the first time.
It was the first time for the elders to come to the Imperial Palace, but they had seen and heard much of it before. They just looked around softly with curious eyes.
The chief attendant approached the old man, who appeared to be the most senior, and bowed in a polite manner.
“Greetings, distinguished guests. Please follow me to the back. They are waiting for you.”
The group was led into the Sun Palace by the head attendant. The chamberlain took the guests to the emperor’s private reception room as instructed.
The emperor met with people in various places such as his office, audience room, and conference room, but the reception room was a very private space. There were very few people from outside.
This meant that the guest of honor was of great importance to the emperor. The chief attendant looked back from time to time to make sure that he had done everything right in entertaining the guests.
The group, unaware of the structure of the Sun Palace, casually walked into the gorgeously patterned blue gate opened by the chamberlain.
The group was startled at the entrance. They thought they would have to wait for a while, but the emperor and his wife were already sitting on the sofa.
The emperor and his wife were sitting side by side, looking at their child wrapped in a duvet cover, when they raised their heads.
Koon greeted the seniors who were standing in the middle of the room.
“Welcome. Please have a seat here.
The group approached the emperor and his wife. The four men who had followed the attendants stopped at an appropriate distance and only the Yuan’er went to the couch.
They hesitated for a moment. Feeling unfamiliar with Kun, they felt lonely for no reason. Boris, an old man with a long beard hanging down to his chest, greeted them on behalf of the group.
“Greetings, Your Majesty. Your Majesty, Qu ……, King Qing.”
He quickly changed his customary title. Sienna smiled and said.
“You may call me whatever you wish. I’ve invited you here today to meet my husband’s family. Please have a seat.”
The look in the eyes of the seniors as they exchanged glances with each other was striking. They sat down on the sofa, looking satisfied.
They were all there to celebrate the wedding. However, since there were so many people in attendance that day, they made it a point to only attend. They could not even get close to the newlyweds, let alone have a personal conversation with them.
Other than Mason, this was the first time any of the elders had sat near Sienna. They had thought her beautiful from a distance in the wedding hall, but up close, they were in awe.
“I should have served you a little earlier, but circumstances did not work out. If you miss me, please clear your mind.”
The accession to the throne after the birth, the collapse of the situation, the fruit of the light pillar and the sacred tree, and many other things had happened. Sienna had no time to spare, either practically or psychologically.
It has been exactly one month today since Isabel was born. Finally, she was able to organize her surroundings and invite the elders.
“No, I’m grateful that you remembered to invite me like this.
It wasn’t enough that you didn’t make a show of it. It had been an undesirable marriage, and even that had failed the soon-to-be-born heir of Kun.
Hearing that the child should be the emperor’s successor because he was a member of the divine race, the elders were so distressed that they missed several days of meals.
They were invited to the Imperial Palace, but they were unwilling to come. A corner of his heart twisted as he felt deprived of Kun. As soon as Sienna said a few words of comfort to him, he felt better.
Ms. Revan, who was watching behind her, inwardly marveled.
“You know exactly how to handle them.”
The rough-necked Yuan were not afraid to clash with stronger opponents, but they were not immune to softness.
“Your name, I’m sure you’ve heard. Isabelle.”
Sienna held her daughter to her chest and let the maidservant hold her. The maid cautiously took the princess in her arms and approached the seniors. The eyes of the sternly respectful seniors lit up as if they were curious children.
When Mason made the first move and embraced the princess, the other elders glared at Mason with a look of regret. With Mason at the center of the group, the other Elders gathered around.
The Divine Race developed three or four times faster than normal people. Although she was only a month old, it had been a long time since she had made eye contact with him, and she was clearly expressing her emotions, such as laughing and crying.
Isabelle rolled her golden eyes as she observed the old stranger peering at her.
Isabelle laughed and waved her hand, and the expressions on the old men’s faces melted. Everyone’s mouths gaped open in laughter.
I never knew she was so beautiful and adorable. He was filled with emotion and at the same time regret that he was not Kun’s successor.
Kun chuckled at the sight. He whispered in Sienna’s ear.
“I’ve never seen the old men like that before.”
Sienna smiled pleasantly.
“Good. I thought you’d miss me since I’m not your heir.”
“That’s not the point. Anyone who sees Isabelle can’t help but be hooked.”
I replied blankly to the poem. She was getting frustrated because she couldn’t brag about her daughter to everyone she met. The problem was that “people” included myself, Isabel’s mother.
“Let’s get more maids in Isabelle’s room. The current security is very poor.”
“I told you it’s good enough.”
It was an issue they’d been arguing about for the last few days. Sienna slapped him lightly on the thigh, as if to tell him to stop, and told the Elders.
“The reason I have welcomed you all here today is not only to show you Isabelle. I have something important to say.”
Sienna took her cue and the maid of honor took over from Mason’s hand.
“Take the princess to the throne room.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
The elders watched the maidservant’s back as she moved away, looking dejected, like someone who had had a child taken from them.
In the poem I sent out all the courtesans. Only the emperor and his wife and the Yuan family remained in the reception room.
Kun spread out a map on the sofa table. The map was large enough to cover the large table.
It was not a map of the world, and it was not an imperial mission. It was a border area from the Empire to the desert. Some of the areas were circled in red, so I could see them well.
“This is the area known as the Ends of the Earth. I’m sure you know it well.”
The Seniors just looked at the area Sienna was talking about in silence.
It is the territory of the Empire, but it is not really under its control. The people don’t live there, and there are no lords. The reason is that the borders are bordered by desert and the land is thin.
To Poetry I said, looking around at the elders.
“The land is not fertile and the location is not good. “Would you like the Lard clan to start anew here?”
The Elders minced no words. The years oozed out of them at a time like this. It was hard to tell from their expressions how they were feeling.
“I’m sure you’ve heard that the origin of the Lard Clan is not unrelated to the Empire.”
The faces of the Primarchs hardened slightly. How could they not have known that rumors had been circulating?
Last month, in January, the capital was in a festive mood. With the arrival of the new emperor, the monks who had witnessed the “miracle of the divine tree flower and the pillar of light” praised themselves, saying, “The empire is still a country protected by God.
At the same time, he reflected on himself with an attitude of self-reflection. The crime rate in the capital dropped and even petty fights were reduced.
But the theologians’ focus was a little different. They were enthused by the return of the word of God. The ancient language they had recovered matched exactly the seven letters known to have originated with the Qing King.
Now, there was no need for Siena to dare to ask for the research papers of scholars from a hundred years ago. Many scholars have already jumped into the research, and there will be a flood of papers soon.
The Lard family, however, was silent. They were not in a mood to accept it.
They were not looking for the land of their clan to be subjugated to the Empire. Roots are planted, the present is the present. What could be more than one thing if we go back?
“You mean give them territory?”
Boris asked cautiously.
“No, thank you.”
The poem understood the elders’ caution. The Lard clan had spent years wandering in search of land, fighting against the outside forces that sought to swallow them up.
“First, I will announce that the Lard clan will be entrusted with the abandoned land under the pretense that they are not outsiders and will let it happen. I do not know how many years it will take, or how many times longer than that. But I promise you. While I rule the empire, the land will surely be excluded from the territory of the empire.”
The seniors’ eyes wavered. Little by little, they began to grasp the situation.
“You’re giving away the land?”
And will you recognize it as an independent territory, free from imperial control?”
It’s a long shot, but yes, it is.
“What are the conditions?”
“You don’t understand.
As I said, it’s a land the empire can’t really control.
“But it is still strictly Imperial territory.
The Primarchs have never seen a monarch without territorial ambitions. The Empire was a unique case in that it did not expand its territory for the sake of the sacred tree. Still, abandoning the territories they already held was another matter.
Kun, who had remained silent, interrupted him.
“I can assure you. Trust me and start your migration.”
Sienna opened her mouth again.
“It doesn’t mean you have to decide right away. I’ll give you plenty of time. I will not withdraw my decision on this territory just because you have had more time to think about it. When you feel you can trust me, then you can make your move.”
The caution in the eyes of the seniors eased. Rather than telling them to trust me out of hand, they began to trust me.
It was also interesting to note that it was not a strategic location but a remote rugged area. If it had been a good place, I would have refused without asking further questions. Because nothing in this world is free.
At that moment, an old man with a pointy jaw, a former staff member, suddenly said.
Land is land, but what about Coon’s successor?
Another elder beside him poked the staff with his elbow. The staff member, however, was angry.
“What did you say to me that I couldn’t say to you? If there is something to go to, there must be something to come! If I take Kun, you can give me Kun’s successor! Now the land is the problem! I don’t have Kun, Kun!
Kun sighed and put his hand on his forehead. No one could stop him. So, when he heard that the staff was among the seniors who had accepted the invitation today, he was inwardly worried.
Sienna let out a small laugh. She felt as if she owed a debt to the Lard clan. Kun even considered abandoning the Lard clan to marry her. It was as if she had taken Kun away from them.
She smiled at Khun, then looked back at the Elders and spoke.
“My son and Kun’s son will be the first king of the kingdom that the Raad clan will establish.”
Everyone’s eyes rolled back in their heads. Kun also looked at her with surprise. He had spent many hours discussing territorial issues with her, but this was the first time the child had heard of it.
“Of course, that will be in the distant future.”
People looked at her and said, “Of course it is. They looked at her. No one noticed the strange conviction she had expressed.
Still, the seniors were satisfied with Sienna’s reply. It meant that she was willing to have more children anyway.
And at Sienna’s words, the Elders were so pleased that they could not manage their expressions.
“If you wish to see Isabel, you are always welcome to come. The gates of the palace will always be open to you.”