The Great Wish - 46 - 6. Today, tomorrow, and...…
A party was held in the Banquet Hall of the Imperial Palace to commemorate the second birthday of Prince Curtis, son of King Tetsu.
Curtis’s first birthday was spent modestly, as it was just after the accession of the new emperor. However, the first birthday of Princess Isabelle, which was held about six months later, was spectacular.
Sienna became the surrogate mother of Curtis and realized that she could not throw a proper birthday party. So for her second birthday, she threw a very large party.
It is said that all the noblemen attended, and the banquet hall was so crowded that there was no place to step.
Curtis, the hero of the day, made a brief appearance during the celebratory toast and then left. The rest of the evening was a party for adults.
The Iron King and his wife were surrounded by people. The Iron King was popular with the people because of his unique friendly personality and amusing storytelling.
The fact that Iron King did not have the right of succession became an advantage. He did not have to worry about getting to know Tetsuo. He had emerged as a celebrity in social circles.
The son of King Tie’s mother was the emperor, and King Tie still lived in the imperial palace. He was the emperor’s closest aide.
Originally, only direct descendants of the emperor were allowed to stay in the imperial palace. As a rule, the Iron King, the son of the previous emperor, would leave the palace after the accession of the new emperor. However, Sienna told Dian that he could stay in the Iron Palace until he wished.
Dian was reluctant to leave the palace. But Sienna said politely.
“The time we’ve spent getting to know each other is too short, brother. The Imperial Palace is too big for just our family of three.”
Diane was arrested without resistance to the term “Olabony”.
He often helped Siena with her work, but whenever he had a lot of work, he would complain, “Oh, why do I have to work so hard? But if he really didn’t like it, he would have just waved and left.
“Your Majesty! King Qing! Please come!”
It was a long, consistent shout. The commotion in the banquet hall died down, and everyone’s eyes turned to the entrance.
The emperor and his wife entered. As usual, the two men looked at each other intimately as they entered. There was a smile on their faces, as if they had just talked about something interesting.
Regardless of the facts, it was not uncommon in aristocratic society for couples to act as if they were acting in public.
However, the way the emperor and his wife looked at each other was always full of love. They were so full of sincerity that no one could say they were fakes. Despite all the rumors circulating in the social circles, there were no rumors of discord between the emperor and his wife.
The aristocrats, who were used to the cold relationship between the emperor and his wife, were freshly shocked by the friendship between the young emperor and his wife.
The two had been exceptional from the start, people said in secret. The fact that they had been romantically involved in a flamboyant scandal in the past became a topic of conversation once again. What had been a lot of redundancy at the time had now turned into a beautiful and fantastic love story.
The noblewomen waved their fans with mixed feelings. Not only did they admire the emperor’s beauty, which blossomed day by day, but they also admired the charm of King Cheong, who never faded beside the emperor.
The two of them looked impeccably matched, and he sighed with envy.
“Please give your hand to the Emperor. See you today.”
“That’s the ring, isn’t it?”
“It must be the same as the ring worn by King Qing.”
The ladies today were without exception interested in the ring worn by the Emperor and his wife.
The emperor and his wife had always been the top concern of the nobility. A single meaningless hand gesture, even a slight frown, was always a topic of conversation among the people.
Therefore, whenever the emperor and his wife appeared on official occasions, the rings they wore were naturally noticed by the people. It was interesting to see the emperor wearing the same ring over and over again, and there was a ring with a similar design on the finger of King Qing.
In the empire, rings were ornaments for women only. How could a man wear a ring? It was not a common custom in the Empire.
“I was told by Baroness Pons that it was Queen Tetsu’s cousin. She said the ring was a voucher. It’s like a vow of matrimony.”
“Oh, that’s so romantic.”
“And yet, she wears the same ring as her husband in public instead of secretly exchanging it only with her husband.” That’s a little manly.”
The aristocracy had mixed opinions about men wearing rings. However, everyone was curious about the identity of the jewel in the ring worn by the emperor and his wife.
“It wasn’t a ruby or sapphire.”
“Yes . It’s colorless.”
“I glimpsed it up close, but it was different. It seemed to be transparent, but it appeared to be many different colors.”
Many people have tried to find out what the jewel is, but no one has found the answer yet. No matter how curious you are, you cannot ask the emperor, “What is the gem in that ring?
As time went on, the value of the mysterious jewel increased. There was even a bounty to pay for the information, even if you only let him know where he could get it.
The favelas of the Imperial Capital
Ebita, the Emir of Olga, who is still immersed in making money today, is interested in a mysterious jewel that has recently exploded in price. If only he could find a way to distribute the jewel, he would make a fortune.
Ebita began to import information in earnest. Today he received the investigation report that he had instructed his subordinate to write. As he was reading the report, Ebita’s expression became stiff.
“Huh, this is…”….”
No matter how many times he reread it, there was no mistaking it, the heir’s certificate he’d received from his father-in-law, the gemstone he’d risked his life to give to Commander Caligo, and its features matched exactly.
“You said it wasn’t expensive… ….”
Khun hadn’t lied. The gemstone was worth very little when he told me about it. It was a kind of jade.
Jade was rarely consumed as a gemstone because of the preference for clear, yet brightly colored gems. Jade was cheap regardless of the type.
Kun’s father purchased the mine where the unique jade was unearthed not for profit but as a gift for his wife. In other words, the right to develop the mine belonged to the Lard family. And Kun had no intention of developing the mine, which was his father’s legacy.
Since the only quantity unearthed is the ring worn by the emperor and his wife, it is probably the rarest gem in existence. The price would probably skyrocket without knowing the limits.
Evita intuitively realized that the key to distributing the gemstone was in the hands of the crispy Commander. She frowned at him for the last time, not quite ready to take the plunge.
“How much is it if it’s as big as a gem?”
Ebita felt sick to his stomach at the thought of wasting a fortune that had slipped from his hands.
“Whoa. I’ve gone crazy.”
Too late for regrets.
* * *
Kuhn went out early in the morning to attend to some business at the Chamber of Commerce, and returned in the afternoon. As soon as he returned to the palace, he asked the chamberlain about the emperor’s recent situation.
“Is His Majesty in his office?”
If he was dealing with state affairs that should not be disturbed, he would leave the personnel matters for later and go there from his daughter’s room.
“No, I’m in my bedchamber.”
Kun furrowed his brow and turned his head away.
“The sleeping pavilion.”
At this hour?
“What’s going on?”
“I have not heard anything from my people. …. ….”
The chamberlain saw the bleak look on Kuhn’s face and slurred his words. Fat sweat broke out on his back. The silent reproach was more frightening than the shouting. As I stammered and moved my head diligently, I suddenly remembered something.
“A moment ago, a medical officer went to His Majesty’s bedchamber.”
Kuhn’s expression became more tense. Without even asking, he turned away and left the palace. It was better to go and see her in person than waste time grabbing a watch.
“What’s with the crown? Is it for the greenhouse?”
When Sienna ascended to the throne, she reclaimed Patricia’s right to use the greenhouse. After struggling over what to do with the greenhouse, she decided to use it for good rather than lose the herb garden that Patricia had already created.
Due to the peculiar nature of the royal family, the standard of imperial medicine was very low. Therefore, when Queen Tie was in danger of bleeding after a difficult delivery, we could not take sufficient measures.
The greenhouse was transformed into an herbal laboratory. The Imperial Palace Medicine underwent a major reorganization, including bringing in expert herbalists and re-educating the Imperial Palace Medicine.
“But if I have business in the greenhouse, why did they call the robe crown a sleeping pavilion?”
All kinds of imaginings made me feel uneasy. When they arrived at the emperor’s bedchamber, Kun’s expression was serious.
He asked the knight guarding the front of the bedchamber.
“Is His Majesty inside?”
“Yes, King Qing.”
He entered immediately. It was routine for the Qing King to enter and leave the Emperor’s bedchamber. He had never been one to wait for permission.
Sienna and Beth, who were conversing on the couch, turned away when the door opened. When Beth saw Coon, she smiled and told Sienna.
“I’ll leave you to it. Your Majesty.”
Kuhn and Beth exchanged a silent bow as they entered and exited. Kuhn immediately took a seat next to Sienna and began to pester her.
“I heard you called for a robe. What’s going on? “Why your robe?”
“For a medical examination.”
“Medical examination? You did?”
“Why did the awful one kick me in the leg?”
Kun’s expression turned grim as he didn’t understand a word she said for a moment.
Sienna took his hand and led him onto the ship. She giggled at him, her eyes blinking.
Coon glanced down at her stomach and dropped his gaze. He watched her laughing face for a moment, then suddenly hugged his wife. He continued to kiss her lips, the bridge of her nose, and her cheeks.
“It was fun teasing me. Hmm?”
Sienna intercepted his lips with her hand and giggled.
Khun held her in his arms and cupped her stomach with one hand.
“You mean our second son is in there, right?”
“Yes. Our son.”
“You want your son so badly?”
“It’s not that I want a son. I want this boy.”
The poem had a definite feeling. You’ll see him this time, I’m sure of it. Ecurt, the boy.
* * *
I gave the poem a thorough reading of my report. It’s been a long time since I’ve received news from afar.
While the Empire regained stability under the reign of the new Emperor, the situation in the desert was always chaos itself.
The Pero Confederacy had taken center stage, and that was about it. There were as many tribes as grains of sand in the desert, and both the Empire and the Confederacy refused to be incorporated into the order.
The uncontrolled desert had always been the bane of the Empire. Large areas bordered the Empire’s borders, and were also havens for monsters.
“It’s been eight years now.”
Sienna had gone to the desert as an envoy, and before she knew it, it had happened.
After Sienna had returned home after granting Grand Chief Tuysa ownership of the branches of the sacred tree, the Confederacy had seemed to stabilize for a while.
Later, however, the King of the Confederacy clashed with his adoptive mother, Grand Queen Rekha, and their differences grew, and the King unexpectedly joined forces with the Good Pitch tribe.
Interestingly, Fatima married Jahoman, who was considered the most likely heir among the sons of the Good War Chief.
When Siena heard the news of Fatima’s marriage, she sent handwritten congratulatory telegrams and gifts. However, he would not have sent a delegation if he had not had a personal relationship with her. He felt regret for the King of the Allied Powers at the time.
“He was a fool.
Sienna murmured as she thought of the Allied king, now the prior king.
The man had announced that the Confederacy could not accept interference from outside forces in order to strengthen its independent status, even to the point of trying to successfully draw in combat troops.
This included the Lard clan. At a glance, it appeared that the ultimate target was the Rad Military Chief.
Sienna was very uncomfortable, but Kuhn, the man himself, reacted nonchalantly.
“I’d be more than grateful if you’d let go of me first. I’ll have less things to worry about.”
Kun hadn’t jumped into the desert tribal war for power from the start. He used the desert to gain a plausible name.
But even if the purpose was to use the desert, it was not Kun’s way to get out of it by extracting the sweet juice. In fact, he was glad that the Allies had kicked him out first, Kurn said comfortably.
Sienna did not complain when Kuhn went easy on her. But it was very insolent.
You ungrateful b*****d! Have you forgotten that I saved your life because of Kun’s willingness to come forward?
After that, Sienna received information from the Allies on a regular basis. It was obvious from the stories of such fools. “Let’s see how well your guy does,” I thought to myself.
But then a major incident occurred.
Grand Queen Rekha attempted to replace the king, and in the process Fatima was nearly killed by Rekha’s forces.
As a rule, the Empire does not interfere in the internal affairs of the principalities, but I sent troops to the city to seek Fatima. I paid back the debts I had incurred.
“In the wake of the treasonous conspiracy of contradiction, a bloody wind blew for a while in the Allies. Rekha was imprisoned, and the king conducted a massive purge of Rekha’s forces.
Most of them were from the Tuysa tribe, and the king himself was the one who tightened the noose.
As Siena had predicted, he could not hold the throne for long. He was succeeded on the throne by a good throwing tribal chief.
For some time afterwards, Siena was occupied with the affairs of the Confederacy. There was much to be done. There was not enough time to devote to what was going on in the distant desert.
I told him there was no need to report it unless it was important. Then, according to the news I received after a long time, Grand Commander Good Pitch, who had become the king, had fallen ill.
“Will the king change in the near future?”
The greedy new king hadn’t decided on his own successor, but watched his children’s battles from the sidelines. The battle for succession was now raging in the Confederacy.
The most likely candidate was Jahoman. It was Fatima’s husband.
“Fatima may become queen.
Jahoman had a reputation for being rather weak-minded. There were stories circulating that Fatima was pushing her husband forward and manipulating him behind his back.
“Where did she change?
In the future, in her dreams, Fatima was already a dead person. But something changed Fatima’s fate.
In the future, she had no idea why, because she didn’t know the details of when and why Fatima had died.
“What should I do? ……”
Should I stand by and watch, or should I help?
The poem sank me. Her fingers tapped lightly on the desk.
It would be better if someone friendly to the empire became king.
If it hadn’t been for Jahoman’s imperial army that was with us when we saved Fatima years ago, we would have died.
As for Sienna, Jahomand had only saved her life as an added bonus, but Jahomand had favored the empire that had saved her life.
“You can put Fatima in your debt, too…”
Even if Jahoman became king, Fatima would probably have considerable real power. Fatima gave birth to two of Jahoman’s sons and rose to prominence.
I took my pen to the poem. I wrote out a special paper from my drawer.
-A clandestine contact. An unofficial promise of imperial support.
The letters slowly disappeared and the paper became blank. I wrapped the paper around the poem, sealed it, and put it in a black wooden box.
The chief attendant approached.
“His Highness King Tetsuno has sent me.”
“Did you show him to the drawing room?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Sienna’s belly had grown a lot since she woke up. Her third child was growing in her belly. “You’re due in about four months.
* * *
Sheena’s eyes widened when she heard his request for a visit. Dian said she was going to vacate the Iron Palace to go to the palace.
“What’s going on all of a sudden?”
“It’s not sudden . I’ve been thinking about it for a while.”
“Oraboni. What’s going on?”
She shook her head, laughing at the look on Sienna’s face.
“If you’re asking who was in a good mood, it wasn’t me at all. My uncle seems to be missing you a lot, so I thought I’d pick you up. I’ve passed your uncle, and I feel sorry for his life. ………. I can’t ignore my uncle.”
“…… I understand.”
In the poem, there was also a presence that I couldn’t relate to or discard. My own mother.
Sienna accompanied me to the table so that Patricia could watch the children.
One day, the javelin disappeared and all h**l broke loose. It was that Patricia had taken Isabel home without telling her.
When Siena learned of this, she became very angry with Patricia and raised her voice. After that, Patricia’s emotions became distorted and she returned to the Duke of Lehman’s estate. That was one year ago.
If Duke Riemann had recently taken Patricia to pacify her, he would have made a show of it. But Sienna pretended not to know.
“It’s not that I’m leaving any time soon. I have to see my soon-to-be nephew. When is Kun coming? Looks like he’s going a little longer this time.”
“I got word that he left. Most likely when he arrives. If not today, maybe tomorrow?”
Diane said half-jokingly.
“When my family gets home, I’m sure your family will finally be happy.”
The poem came out and he kept a straight face.
“What do you mean? Your aunt’s family is our family too.”
Dian smiled shyly. My sister, who is usually stingy in expressing her emotions, would sometimes say ticklish things that she couldn’t even joke about.
When she does, her feelings remain the same: …. … was indescribable.
“Even if I leave the palace, it doesn’t mean I’m going down to the Dukedom of Akeron. The palace is only a stone’s throw away. A lot of people will come.”
“Oraboni’s resolve already seems firm. Something didn’t happen to Lord Acheron, did it?
“It’s more like work. …. …seemed to have a lot of heartbreak after his visit to the crypts last year.”
Geoffrey continued to live in the capital after the restoration of the dukedom, receiving only written reports about the work in the realm. He did not even attend his sister’s grand funeral in the capital. Jeffrey’s wound was that great and deep. He did not dare to look at the brilliant memories of the past and the changed appearance of the Duchess.
After making up his mind to go to the estate last year, Geoffrey had been in bed for several days. It was around that time that Jian’s feelings of pity for his uncle grew.
“I’ve heard that the Duchy of Acheron is changing day by day. I’m sure it will be back to its old self soon.”
“I’m sure it will. By the way, your uncle was very shocked by the appearance of Black Rock Castle.”
Black Rock Castle was the symbol of the Dukes of Acheron. No one could violate it, even if they were guilty of treason and it collapsed. Even the Lehman family, who had ruled the dukedom of Acheron for a long time, could not touch the dukedom. As a result, the castle was left uninhabited and lonely.
A house that is uninhabited will soon fall down. The same was true for the huge castle. Jeffrey was more shocked than he was prepared to be when he saw the ruined Black Rock Castle.
“So I’m going to build a new operative elsewhere. …….”
Many of those who remembered the glory of Black Rock Castle were dead or had left. Dian also had no memories of Black Rock Castle at all. So there was no love there.
“Then Black Rock Castle will be completely abandoned. That also bothered my uncle and there was nothing he could do about it, so I offered my opinion. Yeah …….”
Dian couldn’t quite bring herself to say it, and in the middle of looking at Sienna’s face, she said.
“What about Kun taking it with him?”
“It’s old, but the black stone used to build the Black Rock Castle is a rare material that’s hard to come by these days. The fact that the castle is in ruins means that the inside is as well, the framework is all decent. If the Lard clan builds a kingdom, they will build a royal castle. I thought it would be a good idea to dismantle and use the Black Rock Castle.”
“You’ve just been through a bad time, so you’re not in the mood, are you? You might think it’s bad luck, but I think it’s kind of a waste. …….”
Dian watched Sienna’s silent expression as he spoke. Sienna, however, was calming her surprised feelings, not because she was offended by his suggestion.
In the future of her dream, the Duchy of Acheron had become a duchy, and the Black Rock Castle had become the royal castle of Kun, who had become the duke. Unlike in the dream, the Lard clan has established its foundation in a completely different location, but if Dian’s proposal is accepted, the Black Rock Castle will eventually belong to the Lard clan.
The exquisite flow of events in the world was astonishing. I nodded brightly at the poem.
“That’s a good idea.”
“Yes. I’ll have to discuss it with Kurn, though. I’m sure Coon will agree. Even if it’s a big deal, the symbolism of the Kuroiwa nature won’t fade to that extent. I’m rather flattered.”
“I appreciate you saying that. I’ll talk to Kuhn about this specifically when he gets here.”
“You’re right, sir.”
After Dian left, I couldn’t leave Sienna’s mind was too disturbed. He was as lonely as if he had already left the palace.
The chamberlain approached and announced.
Your Majesty, Lord Kali requests an audience with you.
“Was it on today’s schedule?”
“No. Shall I return it?”
“You can have it.”
The chamberlain bowed his head in reply and withdrew.
I didn’t ask the poem which Lord Curly it was. The only Curly Lord currently in the Imperial Palace was Urs. Martin was out of the room assisting Kuhn.
A few moments later, Uth entered the room. He wore the uniform of a knight, but greeted him modestly.
Uskari, greetings, Your Majesty.
After Siena’s accession to the throne, Urs was knighted. When Siena traveled to the desert as an envoy during the reign of the Beneficent King, she lowered a gold button in honor of Uth’s efforts to save the mission.
The Cary brothers were the most famous professionals in the empire. Each of the two brothers had been awarded the “Golden Button” by the emperor for two generations and were regarded as the best in the world.
Whenever Kun decided to leave the palace, he always left one of the Curly brothers at the palace.
Sienna thought that the Curly brothers had their own way of deciding the order, but she found it funny that they always stayed behind. When she secretly asked Kuhn if he was taking only Martin on purpose, he replied.
He replied, “The mortar buys him and he stays.”
“Buy him out? Why?”
“Because you’re the wife of the family and she’s going to protect you.”
“We’re in the Imperial Palace with multiple layers of guards.
“She said that if the security of the palace were to be breached, it would be a serious emergency and that she would be qualified in such an unexpected situation. That’s what he claimed.”
I thought about the old days for a while, but as I looked at Wuth the poem reminded me of the Wuth I had seen in my dream future.
“He was uneducated and impatient by nature, so he was almost out of breath when he thought of all the procedures.”
The future Uskari was fuming. But the real Urs was elegant. She had always been very polite to Sienna. She had never seen Uth so rude.
Moreover, the free-spirited Wuss refused to obey Kuhn and remained at the Imperial Palace at his own request, where the norms restricting his behavior were strict.
The poem made me feel like I was standing in the warm spring sunshine every time I discovered a happy present that had turned into a dream.
“Lord Kali. What is the matter with you?”
“I’m pleading guilty, Your Majesty. Your Majesty.”
Urs said with a dark and somber expression.
“The little cause dared to injure the princess. Please punish her.”
I said, startled by the poem and having an idea.
“Are you training in swordsmanship?”
“Sir Kali, it’s sword fighting class, it can get rough. I understand.”
Six months ago, Isabelle was so impressed after watching the Knights’ review ceremony that she told me she wanted to learn swordsmanship. She also said that she had heard somewhere that the Curley brothers were the best in the Empire and she wanted to learn from Sir Curley.
A mere seven year old sword master and a knight with a gold button is …. It’s no exaggeration to say that Isabelle is far more powerful than most 7 year olds her age. Cie I thought it was a waste of Sir Curly’s time and talent.
But then the mortar stepped up to teach the princess. He said she needed to develop good habits from the basics, so I agreed on the condition that she could quit at any time.
“No, Your Majesty. It was my mistake.”
Sienna looked at the somber expression on Urs’ face and let out a small sigh. She must have had something to do with it. Holding Princess Isabelle would break her, or the Carly brothers would be no less important than Kun.
“Did you break your arm, sir?”
Urs replied in surprise.
“No, thank you.”
“Then you’ve got a scar on your face?”
“No, I’m fine.”
“The skin on the palm of your hand… …… ….”
Sienna chuckled, if there had really been a major accident, the maidservant would have rushed over to inform her.
“I’ll go to the princess, Kei, please don’t blame yourself. The world would be full of criminals if they were punished for something like that. Oh, and don’t let King Qing know about today. The princess doesn’t want to be disturbed.”
If her husband found out that Isabelle had cut her finger, he would overthrow the palace.
Sienna soothed Urs and sent him home, and called the head maidservant.
“Is the princess in the palace?”
Isabel was laid to rest in the palace after her fifth birthday. It was the founding palace where Sienna had stayed during the reign of King Shang.
At the age of five, it is a tradition in the Imperial Palace to rent a private residence, but Kuhn objected, saying that Isabel was still too young. However, Isabel proudly stated that she would rather have a palace of her own, and moved her residence without any regrets.
Kun sat in Isabelle’s empty room for a while and lamented, “I can’t believe my child is barely five years old.
“The princess went to the prince’s palace a little while ago.”
Ekart also visited the palace the other day, after his fifth birthday. The Palace of the Founders, where the previous king had stayed until just before his final days, became the palace of Prince Ekart.
“Let’s go to the Imperial Womb.”
* * * *
The carriage departing from the Sun Palace stopped in front of the Prince’s Palace. The knights guarding the front of the palace bowed in unison as they stepped out into the city.
There were no maidservants to greet me, as I had come without prior notice. I went to Ekart’s study room.
The maidservant was about to enter the room with a snack when someone grabbed her by the shoulders and she turned away. The maid found the emperor and inhaled.
Sienna put her finger to her mouth to signal her to be quiet, and then went inside in place of the maidservant.
The maidservants and nannies inside rolled their eyes at the emperor’s appearance. The siblings were the only ones who had not yet detected him.
They were sitting at their desks, side by side, with their backs to the door.
“Come on, Ecurt. You have to write it like this.”
“No, not like that. Here’s where the line got crooked. Gore changes the stroke even slightly and it becomes a different letter.”
“Yes, sister. I’m not sure about this one.”
“I’ll write it again. Keep an eye on it.”
“You write it again.”
“Yeah. …… like this?”
“That’s right. Good job.”
The poem gazed happily at the back of the fraternal siblings. Their hair was the same, a mixture of black and blue.
Isabel resembled Sienna, and Ekart resembled Kuhn. However, blood was a real mystery. Isabel resembled Kuhn in some ways, and Ekart resembled Sienna in others.
Therefore, although they were of different sexes, different ages, and had different physiques, many people said that if they were together, they would look like twins.
The siblings whipped their heads back . They found Sienna and smiled brightly.
“I thank you, Your Majesty.”
Eckart greeted her without politeness, but Isabelle hesitated beside him. She looked at her mother and sister alternately, conflicted. He wanted to run to his mother right now, but he wanted to do as his sister did.
Eckart frowned and turned away.
“I thank you, Your Majesty.”
The maids and nannies who had been watching bowed their heads and stifled their laughter.
I laughed at the poem as I approached the siblings. She held her son and daughter by their shoulders with both arms. She spoke as she looked at the books and exercise sheets open on her desk.
“Ekart. You remembered Gore?”
“I have something important to share with Isabelle. Ekart, you don’t mind if I take your sister with me, do you?”
Ekart looked at Isabelle ruefully and nodded. When she woke up in the morning, Ekart followed Isabelle around all day, looking for her sister.
Siena left the study room with Isabelle and went to another room. When all the maids had been given up and only the mother and daughter remained, Siena took Isabel’s hand in hers and spread it out so that the palm of her hand was visible.
Isabel was momentarily perplexed and tried to squeeze her hand. However, she had already shown the bandage that covered her palm.
“Isabelle. How did your hand do this to you?”
“Are you sure?”
I watched my daughter’s face carefully. It showed her characteristic stubbornness. She probably wouldn’t give a straight answer if I questioned her.
“Karigyon has come to visit me.”
Isabelle’s eyes wavered.
“It’s not Karigyon’s fault!”
“Karigyon said he was going to be punished.”
“Mother. You can’t punish Lord Kali.”
“Then you have to be honest about what happened.”
…… The other day, I happened to see Lord Kali confronting another engineer.
Sienna imagined Us-Carly playing against another knight. It should have been a brawl.
“Are you disappointed?”
Sienna tried to make an excuse for Urs. But Isabelle said something unexpected.
“I thought Lord Carlyon would teach me to be naughty. Lord Carly was always praising me, and I was never afraid of him.”
“I told Lord Kali that I would hate him if he didn’t teach me with real skill.”
A laughing story was painted before her eyes as she heard the words, I will hate you, in the poem, and flinched helplessly. Poor thing.
To the poem I hid my laughter, and said with obnoxious tightness.
“Isabel, Lord Curley did not teach you as a prank. He was just trying to match your lack of ability.”
Isabelle puffed up.
“Sir Curly just put a little more effort into it, and I missed the sword.”
“That’s how you hurt your palm.”
“Sir Kali is an overqualified teacher for you now.”
Isabelle popped her head back up.
“I’m sorry. But I don’t want to be taught by anyone else.”
“Because Lord Kali is the best article. You can only be the best if you study the best.
Sienna chuckled, her daughter was just like her. The way she couldn’t tolerate anything less than the best was like seeing herself as a child.
“Isabel. Why do you want to be the best?”
Isabel couldn’t answer right away. She hesitated and said
“Because if I don’t become the best like …… your mother, I can’t help her.”
Sienna’s eyes grew wide. Her daughter was not like her. She was intoxicated with a sense of accomplishment, which was fun in itself. “I never wanted to help the Prioress.
“I can’t believe you’re so big already.”
She had thought he was only a child, but it was reassuring and heartening to see how much he had grown before she knew it.
“Isabelle. Follow me.”
Sienna took Isabelle and left the imperial womb. The carriage carrying mother and daughter arrived at the Sun Palace.
Hand in hand with her daughter, Sienna stepped onto the stairs leading up to the chamber of the sacred tree.
The drivers guarding the door straightened the slanted windows. Sienna was startled just before she opened the door.
“It’s like you’ve grown up.”
Suddenly, the Emperor’s words came to mind. The last brief conversation they had before his death was still fresh in her mind.
She looked at her daughter with shaking eyes. Isabel’s face was red with anticipation.
“I did not take you to Kamiki’s room as emperor that day.”
“Oh. ……. Yeah…’
In the poem I understood for the first time today what the Emperor had said that day.
She’s just climbed the stairs. I wanted to show off to Kamiki. The heir who would succeed her in the future and wear the crown of the new tree had grown up so splendidly. Not as an emperor, but as a mother of a child.
She closed her burning eyes and opened them. The injustice she realized a step too late was both gratifying and heartbreaking.
Isabel lifted me up in a worried poem. Sienna smiled at her daughter and opened the door. A cool breeze blew.
Isabel’s round eyes and open mouth showed her admiration.
“Is this your first time seeing it?”
“Yes …………………… really… …”… “It’s beautiful.”
“It’s our mission to protect the sacred tree, isn’t it?”
“Let’s go closer.”
Mother and daughter approached the new tree together, hand in hand.
“Mother, there are berries.”
“But only one seems to be ripe.”
Sienna looked carefully at Isabel. She also spotted a single red berry hanging high up.
“When in the world… ….’
Every day, the new tree’s room didn’t come, but every few days, she stopped by steadily. There hadn’t been any change for years, so why all of a sudden?
“Couldn’t you have discovered it, or… ….’
Sienna looked at Isabelle and thought, “Could it be?” Could it be a coincidence that the fruit of the new tree, which no one had been able to touch, had shown itself to Isabel when it was ripe and red?
She took Isabelle and approached directly under the sacred tree. The moment Isabel found the red fruit, she could not take her eyes off it.
Isabelle stretched out her arms toward the fruit. It was too high for Sienna to reach, so it was far away for Isabel.
But as if in response to Isabel’s call, the branch with the red berries slowly descended.
Siena could not move, fearing that she would be disturbed if she moved even a little. She held her breath just as the branch descended and the fruit reached Isabelle’s hand.
The red fruit was firmly in Isabel’s hand. It seemed to be urging her to follow it quickly. Isabel grasped the fruit in both hands. The fruit fell from the branch and stayed in Isabel’s hand.
Sienna, who had been staring blankly at the fruit without really feeling it, jumped.
“They say there’s a baby sacred tree in here.”
“Who told you that, ……?”
“I don’t know, sir. It’s just… ….”
Sienna sat low. She looked up at Isabel and said.
“So Shinmoku has entrusted you with his precious baby. What do you have to do for him then?”
“Well …… you must give him a home. Just as I received the palace.”
“I know the right place. The ends of the earth.”
Isabel answered quickly and without trouble. The poem took me by surprise when I heard the unexpected words.
After Ekart was born, the Lard clan began to migrate to the southernmost regions. The wealth of the Lard clan was limited at best. They spent so much money that in just a few years, the wilderness took on a plausible appearance.
Kuhn made irregular visits to the family’s settlements. The only reason he’s not in the capital now is because he went there.
Siena agreed that he should give up a part of himself to the clan. He was the head of the Lard clan. She was not going to force him to be only a husband and the empire’s king.
The land where the clan was settled was full of problems. Although the devastated land could be dug up with great effort, it could not be helped that it was adjacent to the desert and was not safe from the threat of desert devils.
Fortunately, the Lard clan had an exceptional group of warriors, the Kaligos, who regularly explored the area and went monster hunting.
“Why did you think of the ends of the earth?”
“If the sacred tree grows there, the monsters won’t appear, right? Then your father will be happy. Ecurt shouldn’t be in danger either.”
Sienna had never told Isabelle the details of the territory she was ceding to the Rad clan, the land that would later become Ekart’s master.
But the frail girl seemed to be aware of it. The family’s elders often came and went to see Ekart, so they might have said something to him. ….
“For your father and Ecurt?”
Isabelle answered, “Yes,” and tried to be in a good mood.
“Then why not?”
Sienna laughed and ruffled Isabel’s hair gently. She knew that she had to finish the process of independence for the region as soon as possible. It would be easier if it looked like ‘abandoned land’ not worth coveting.
“But for the time being, let’s keep it a secret that only we actually know about.”
“Don’t tell your father about this?”
“No, you can tell your father.”
Sienna looked at Isabel’s large fruit and was troubled. How should I store these berries? Covertly and safely. She couldn’t think of a way to satisfy both.
“Mother. These berries belong to me, don’t they?”
“Yes, it’s yours.”
“Then may I keep it?”
“I’ll find a way. I can’t just leave it on your desk.”
At that moment, light erupted from the fruit. The fruit, completely surrounded by light, gradually changed shape. Mother and daughter rolled their eyes as they watched the fruit change.
The fruit became smaller and longer and was wrapped around Isabel’s wrist. After a while, the light disappeared, and a bangle shimmering like a red ball formed on Isabel’s wrist.
Isabelle cheered and twirled her wrist this way and that.
“Isabelle. You’re certainly a real master.”
I looked up, at the sacred tree. The pearly white berries were still too many to count. It must be God’s will when those berries ripen and who he chooses to be their master.
Mother and daughter walked out of the new tree room, and the chief attendant waiting at the bottom of the stairs said.
“Your Majesty, King Cheong has sent word. He said he would disembark at the capital’s docks, stop at a trading post for a while, and then return to the palace.”
Sienna said as she looked back at Isabelle.
“Let’s go pick up your father.”
Isabel answered emphatically, “Yes!” Then she quickly continued.
“And Ekart with you.”
Sienna smiled and said.
“And Ecurt with you.”
Ekart smiled as he spotted the carriage that was waiting for him, loitering at the entrance to the palace.
The carriage door opened and the father and son got out. He had thought that only his sister had returned, but when his mother got off with her, he was troubled for a while. He liked his sister, but he liked his mother more.
Ekart ran to Sienna. Next to her, Isabelle warned her brother.
“Ecurt. You have to be careful. You have my brother in your mother’s belly.”
Ekart backed away in surprise.
“Mother, does your tummy hurt?”
Sienna patted her son on the head. The round back of his head made her laugh.
“I’m fine. Ecart. Your father will be here soon. Shall we walk along the path where the carriage will come?
Ecurt ran around the mother and daughter shouting, “Father, he’s coming!” and ran around the mother and daughter.
Sienna walked with the children. The courtesans and players followed behind at a reasonable distance.
Unlike Isabel, who walked quietly beside her, Ekart did not stand still for a moment. He ran there, then ran again, circled around his mother and sister, and ran again.
Ekart was like my father, big and strong. The maidservants followed him around for a few hours and he was exhausted. So the courtesans of the Imperial Palace rotated in four shifts a day.
This time, Ekart, who had come a long way, came running.
The cry made her jump. Sienna looked up and averted her gaze. She saw a carriage.
Like a son excited to meet his father, Sienna’s heart pounded a little. He was still a gentle husband and sometimes a passionate lover.
On her way out, Eckart drove off again toward the carriage.
In the distance the carriage stopped, as if he had spotted his son rushing towards him.
He could see Kun getting out of the carriage. He picked up his son lightly. They were still too far away to see each other’s faces, but Sienna felt as if she could see his eyes.
Sienna patted the girl next to her on the back and said.
“Isabel. You should go too.”
Isabelle moved forward quickly and was soon running away. The back of her daughter’s face, with her long hair flowing behind her, is like a scene from a painting in my mind’s eye. The poem made me close my eyes slowly with a painful feeling, and then I woke up.
The poem reminded me of the emperor in a dream I had when I was 20, whenever I felt happy. In the end, I could not solve the mystery of the dream that changed my life itself. It was a secret that I buried in my heart, unable to tell anyone.
Was it just a dream that disappeared when I woke up from sleep, or was it the possibility of such a future, or did I exist somewhere to live in that future?
If it was not a vain delusion but a real future, she believed that she would be happy after all.
She had a premonition. She would never think of the emperor in her dreams again. She hadn’t let go of the dream yet because she still had a faint feeling of unease. What if everything is different? What if the happiness I enjoy is destroyed?
But now, such anxiety has completely disappeared. A smooth sailing future may be waiting for me. You never know what will happen tomorrow, that’s life.
But no matter what the future held, he was confident that he could overcome it. As long as the people he loved were by his side, he would not despair.
Sienna ran to Kun and smiled as she saw her daughter in his arms. The elegant girl has become a spoiled brat in front of my father.
She also foresaw that she would remember this moment forever. At a distant later date, she would always remember and be immersed in happy memories.
The evening breeze of early autumn was moderately soft and moderately cool. It was a perfect day.
<Great Wish Complete
Gaiden – A Different Future
I found myself in an unfamiliar place. I looked around in the poem. It was overgrown with trees and plants. She sat down on the mossy floor .
She quickly shook her head . No matter how overgrown the gardens of the Imperial Palace were, they weren’t like this. It was a forest in its natural state, with no hint of artificial management.
I did not know why I was in this place. The last thing I remembered was lying down on my bed in my bedroom.
“There’s no one here: …. …!”
Sienna gasped as she tried to speak. The voice coming out of her mouth was unfamiliar. It was much thinner and clearer than usual.
She looked down and her eyes grew wide. She lifted her hand from her gaze. The back of her hand was smooth and unwrinkled.
She touched my face with her hand. I couldn’t see it because there was no mirror, but the skin was elastic to the touch.
It was strange. I wasn’t really surprised by this amazing thing. Sienna slowly got up.
She began to walk, looking up in the direction of the road. I’ve got to get there. With a premonition, she walked on.
She hadn’t walked for a long time when she found a plain white tea table. A table in the middle of the forest.
It was a strange sight, but she couldn’t understand why, but it made sense. Without refusing, she went to the table and sat down on an empty chair.
Someone else was sitting across from her. I had no idea who it was.
Not in the sense of being a stranger, but because of the light coming out of him, it was impossible to distinguish his face. All I knew was that it looked like a human being.
I could see the shape because of the light, but it was not glaring even when I looked straight at it. I stared blankly at my unknown opponent and asked.
“Am I dead?”
It felt like he was smiling at me.
An ungendered voice roared in resonance with my surroundings, not audible in my ears, but permeating my head.
The poem made me sigh.
“Ah ……, the call of the gods.
It is not known at all what kind of “divine call” is the method by which the emperor of the empire knows his death in advance before he dies.
“You know…” …… Is it God?
-The God you serve is not me. I am the same as you, but different. I am the medium through which your voices are carried to him.
I pondered the poem for a moment and furrowed my brow.
“You are a new tree.”
-that’s what you call me.
“Are you saying that we call you God?”
-Existence first, or name first? I don’t understand the subtlety of that either. If you call me a god tree, I’m just a god tree.
“So you’ve come to bring the voice of the gods to me instead. My death.”
– From the moment you put the coffin on, you were connected to me. I can feel your waning spirits. I only came to see you before your spirits were completely gone.
I was shocked by the poem. It was so different from what I knew.
“I thought it was God’s will that you should come.”
“…… I’m just curious. I’m just curious. Why wasn’t this fact revealed to me?”
-This is your unconscious world. I’m a visitor. When you wake up, you won’t remember our conversation.
If you can’t remember, you must know there’s even a call of God.
-Does it matter?
The poem made me silent for a moment, then I shook my head.
“It doesn’t matter.”
I’m going to die soon, but it doesn’t matter.
“Why so close to death of all places? Even if you can’t remember, ………. Even if you can’t remember, you can visit me here.”
Because I’m a visitor. You are blessed by God. Your unconscious is solid.
“You mean you’re dying and you’re getting weak. You’re an intruder.”
-So I’ve prepared a gift as an apology.
It was like a joke. How could Kamiki be joking? The poem made me laugh.
“Is it a present?”
I’ll grant you your last wish.
The poem startled me and I jumped up.
“A great wish?” “No way, was that even the power of the sacred tree?”
-I don’t know what a great wish is.
Sienna, who had been tense, dropped her strength and sat down again.
“Sure, …….. I’ve already made a great wish. For the new tree has bloomed.’
By the way, it occurred to her that maybe her great wish was also the truth, misrepresented as a ‘divine call’.
“When I put on the tube, the flower bloomed.”
– That’s right.
“Didn’t God hear my call to bloom?”
-I don’t know.
“I hear you’re a sacred tree. You don’t know why it bloomed?
-Like your life and death, it’s not something I’m willing to do.
Sienna sighed and mumbled.
“You haven’t answered any of my questions, have you?”
She was silent for a moment, then burst out laughing.
“Well, there is something odd about you. I doubt you’re really a sacred tree, and I have a feeling I may be seeing my last illusion before I die.”
-Your trust is a matter I cannot involve myself in.
“Did you make the same offer to the previous kings who have already departed? That they would grant your wish.”
Did any of them doubt you, by any chance? What did they want?
-Is that what you want?
Sienna cringed. Then she smiled blankly.
It didn’t matter if the subject of the conversation was really a sacred tree or an illusion. She didn’t want to ask every question.
I spent my whole life on the battlefield. It’s not war until blood is spilled and people die.
She had to fight all the time. She couldn’t trust anyone. I’m tired. She didn’t want to struggle even in her fantasies.
“Will you do me any favor?”
– I’m not omnipotent. I can’t prevent your death and I can’t interfere with the fate of others. I can only do whatever is best for you.
“For me alone: …. …wish …….”
She just thought of something she had wished for herself.
In retrospect, it had been a hard life. There were many days when she sat alone in her dark bedroom beating her chest without anyone knowing.
But it didn’t dampen my spirits. It took a long time, but most of the factors that made my empire sick were removed.
In the process, many people died, and he even cut off his own mother and his blood relatives, earning him the infamous title of “Blood Emperor”, but he had no regrets.
But there were still things that haunted him.
He hadn’t been able to see his only son grow up. She had turned her back on him for too long. I never told him I loved him.
And one more.
I closed my eyes to the poem. I couldn’t forget the last words he left me.
“If only our beginnings hadn’t been that way: …. ….”
I wonder what would have changed if our beginnings had been different, as he said.
He gave up the throne and left when Ekart turned 23. I heard he was wandering the world except the Empire.
I prayed that he would find a good man and be happy. But the truth is I don’t know. I don’t know if I really wanted that.
“Do you know? We who guard the sacred tree do not dream.”
–Because the gods blessed me. To prevent the penetration of the unconscious.
“I was really curious about the dreams that normal people have. And I envied them. I wanted to see people I missed in the illusion of dreams, even if they weren’t real.”
There was someone I wanted to see even if it was only through dreams. If he felt sorry for his son, he felt regret for the man.
I wanted to see him again, the day we had our first and last long conversation.
“It’s my last wish. I want to dream. I have a dream.”
-The wish will come true. The beginning is my will and the end is God’s will.
The poem woke me up. Tears welled up in her eyes as she gazed at the familiar ceiling.
She raised her hand in the air. I saw the wrinkled back of her hand.
She had no memory of the details. She met a being she had no way of knowing was a god or a messenger of a god. I was young and at peace in that world.
“The Call of God: …….”
She closed her eyes, and when she awoke, hot tears streamed along the corners of her eyes. Her lips curled supplely.
At the poem I got up and called the chamberlain.
Are you looking for me, Your Majesty?
“Gather all the lords.”
“If you say your name is Jeff: …. ….”
Call all the dukes and the king.
“Yes, Your Majesty. Your Majesty.”
After the chamberlain left, Sienna clenched her fists excitedly.
I’ve waited so long for this day. “The very day I would give the coffin of the sacred tree to my son, Ecurt…
I couldn’t remember the last time I laughed. Today I felt like I could laugh from the heart.
<Greatest Wishes-Extra Story End
A Great Wish – Special Story
hiding in the sky
Table of Contents
Special Gaiden – Always Like Today
Special Gaiden – As Always Today
The Imperial Parliament is an important national event of the Empire, where the representatives of the various principalities gather once a year. The Imperial Diet was more of a social gathering to cement the friendship between the Empire and the principalities. At times, however, it was also a place for sharp conflicts of interest.
This year’s Imperial Diet adjourned without any particular issues. That evening, a grand farewell party was scheduled to be held for the delegates returning to their countries. Before nightfall, a line of carriages entered the Imperial Palace.
As the banquet was hosted by the Imperial Palace, it was the largest of the year, and the reason for holding it was clear. Since the Emperor and his wife, as well as all the lords and princes, would be in attendance, the banquet hall would be filled to the brim with people who wanted to be noticed.
Sienna had made all the preparations to attend the banquet and was waiting for Kuhn to escort her. It was strange that the man who usually came and waited for her so long was late, as it had never happened before.
The head maid of honor came in after a short outing and approached Sienna, saying.
“Your Majesty, King Jing has been seen by the prince. He told us that it would be better to enter the banquet hall first, since we will be late.”
Sienna’s expression stiffened.
“What’s the matter?”
The head maidservant hesitated for a moment before answering.
“The prince took the book to King Qing’s palace. The day King Qing promised to read the book to me was …. ….”
I refused the head maidservant’s words in verse . I clicked my tongue involuntarily. Her son, Ecurt, who is so adorable it wouldn’t hurt to put it in his eyes, has been getting more and more side-tracked lately. Once he started being stubborn, he didn’t know how to fail.
She loved her two children very much. She would have given her life for them. However, she made a clear distinction between what she could do and what she could not do. She was a rather strict mother.
Coon was not like her. He took all of his children’s indulgences. No matter how much they bothered him, he never raised an eyebrow.
In the poem I saw him and knew what it meant to have the love of a parent to hold you warmly. Sometimes I envied my own children, who were so generous with their injustice.
That said, Sienna was not the only one who took a hard role with her children. When she scolded them, she was so strict that even her eldest daughter, Isabelle, shed tears.
The children were more afraid of the sudden change in their usually generous father. He juggled the two roles of a close father and a strict father.
Sienna sat at her son’s bedside and smiled as she thought of Coon, who should be reading a book. She wished her children were more free, not bound by the rules of the palace. Sienna, who had feared that they would grow up to be selfish, now agreed with him.
“I can’t keep the guests waiting, I have to go first.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
As she walked alone down the corridor leading to the banquet hall, Sienna felt strange. She turned to look to the side. The void of her husband, who was always by her side, seemed especially large.
She chuckled. She couldn’t imagine her life without him now, even though the time without him was much longer than the time she had with him. The feeling of not being anxious while being aware of her state of complete dependence on others, this was happiness.
* * * *
“Your Majesty, please pay.”
The commotion in the banquet hall temporarily died down. The people who had been gathering in a row turned their faces away, keeping their mouths shut. The eyes of the people looking at the emperor were filled with astonishment.
Her beauty, which was said to be a doll made by God, became more and more radiant. Her dignity increased to such an extent that it became impossible to approach her, and people were sorry to even look at her straight on.
She was a member of the divine race, a legitimate member of the imperial family, and that fact alone made her the most precious thing in the world. But when she ascended to the throne, the sacred tree blossomed and a pillar of light soared high into the sky. The good news strengthened her authority.
Six years have passed since a new emperor came to the throne of the empire. The reign of the new emperor was unprecedented in many ways.
She implemented a variety of policies based on her powerful imperial authority. Many of them were aimed at the lives of the poor.
She began to provide education and medical support to the favelas, and was also active in policies to soften the opposition and incorporate them into the people. As the number of anti-party incidents and clashes decreased, the lives of the people became more stable.
As the popularity of the emperor increased among the general public, the nobility had to make relative concessions in terms of their possessions, but there was little opposition.
The emperor was young enough to carry out his policies steadily in the future. He already had a successor. His political base was solid.
Among the princes, the House of Bres actively supported the Emperor, and the Iron King, who was of the House of Acheron, assisted the Emperor. The House of Glossy, the family of the Iron Queen, and the House of Riemann, the Emperor’s mother’s family, as well as other princely families, all submitted to the Emperor’s authority.
Even the families of the princes have bowed to him. The nobles simply decided that now was the time to be flattened.
The road was made as the emperor moved. The people retreated and bowed. Although they didn’t show it, they all had similar questions inside.
‘Why did he enter alone?
Since the emperor and his wife were famous for their ‘Geumsul’, there were a lot of persistent eyes trying to find a small gap. If the emperor and his wife had even the slightest quarrel, rumors would swell that there was a serious feud between them.
The first to approach the emperor was the Iron King and his wife. They bowed their heads and greeted him with a slight nod as they walked into town.
“This is a nice atmosphere. Queen Iron is very tired .”
“I’ve tried, but I’m not quite there yet. Thank you for tolerating me, Your Majesty.”
Violette had arranged today’s banquet, and Patricia, who had originally taken on the task of preparing such a banquet, had come down to the Duchy of Lehman six months ago. When Patricia took Isabelle to her place without permission, Siena raised her voice in condemnation, and the father and daughter did not get along well.
At first, Siena panicked when Patricia suddenly left the palace. She lost her appetite for a while.
But as time went by, she felt better. She knew that if she sent someone to the Duchy of Lehman to comfort her, her mother would return pretending to be unfaithful. She would secretly wish she could do that.
But I was going to pretend not to know. If your mother bows, I won’t push her away, but I won’t bend first.
“By the way, Your Majesty, why are you alone today?”
Diane asked suddenly. A delicate question asked very lightly. If there were any problems between the emperor and his wife, it would touch a weak spot.
But Diane was sure that there were no problems between them. The scales of their relationship were completely tilted to one side.
You say the one you love more is the weak one. Over the past few years, Kun had been utterly vulnerable in front of Sienna.
His sister’s temperament was like an unshakeable tree, and she was not someone who could abuse her position as the strong one. So there would be no friction between them.
“King Qing has stopped by the prince’s place, he will be late.”
“Did something happen to your nephew?”
“Did something happen to him?”
Sienna wrinkled her brow softly.
“He’s old enough to remember. It seems the prince is aging backwards.”
Dian rolled her eyes and burst out laughing.
“Your Majesty, you have strict standards. The prince is already barely four years old. I have a long way to go to reach this age, don’t I?”
The people around them who had been listening to their conversation began to laugh. Violette glanced sideways at her husband proudly.
As usual, the Iron King had secretly broken down the walls today. Those who had been unable to get close to Sienna even when she was a princess were even more distressed to see her as emperor. However, the emperor’s expression was softened as he talked with King Tetsu. Then, people intervened to take advantage of the opportunity.
The lords approached the emperor’s vicinity. They exchanged a ceremonial greeting and began a light conversation.
The emperor and the lords were the central figures who led the world. Those who insisted on hanging out in front of them hung around them as they conversed.
The Duke of Bresse, who had joined them in a moving chair, was accompanied by a young boy. Siena exchanged greetings with Randall and then asked who the boy was. Siena, however, had an idea of who the boy was. The boy looked a lot like the Duke.
“You may thank the Emperor, Andy.”
“To the son of Baron Bresse, Andrew Bresse, greetings. Your Majesty.”
The boy’s expression hardened, but his tone was clear and mature.
“My second son is the youngest. He’s a mischief-maker who can’t be stopped even when he’s putting on a facade. I hid for two days and ate the sweets I brought with me and held on.
“Oh my God.”
I smiled at the poem. I thought of my young son, Ekart. I had a feeling that when my son grew up to be as big as this boy, he would be even more rambunctious, so I couldn’t really say “thank you” to Bresbord.
“How old are you?”
“Eight, Your Majesty.”
“A curious age. But I’m sure many people were worried when you disappeared. Before you act, you must consider the consequences of your actions.”
“I’ll keep that in mind, Your Majesty.”
The surrounding nobles looked at the young boy with envy and jealousy as he conversed with the Emperor. Many of them did not hesitate to use any means and methods to bring their children to the attention of the emperor.
However, before making their debut in the social world, it was a rule not to attend parties unless they were held at home. Bringing children with you would ruin the atmosphere of the party. Especially, children were not allowed to attend official banquets held in the evening, which were as large as those held today.
The Duke of Bresse could not have been ignorant of such social principles. But he was a duke. There was no one who could complain to the duke about his grandson bringing one of his own.
And the Duke introduced him as the youngest of the second sons, indirectly revealing the fact that this child would not inherit the Bresse family in the future. In other words, he wasn’t presenting the future heir of the crafting family to the emperor.
“Yes. Eight years old, that’s the same age as Curtis.
Diane took an interest in the boy.
“Sounds like two kids who could play well together. ….” Breathball, you should bring him home sometime.”
“I’d be happy to, Your Highness. He looked bored on his own, but he did well.”
“I’m just worried. What will he do with two troublemakers?”
Randall shook his head with an expression of headache and laughed out loud.
* * * *
The atmosphere in the banquet hall suddenly became buzzing. As he looked out into the city towards the direction of the noise, he saw that people were pouring in. A maidservant approached the emperor.
“Your Majesty, the King Jing has entered.”
After the emperor entered the banquet hall, the incoming guest, Ji Zong, was not called. The reason why the banquet attendees had to rush to attend the banquet before the emperor’s entrance was not only to avoid being late.
Since the banquet hall was large and crowded, only a few celebrities could be recognized by their appearance. It was only by calling out when they entered that they could let people know who they were.
“It’s so noisy.”
I said to the poem with a hint of annoyance. There was no way that people were going to come again just because Kun was here.
“The princess and the prince are with him.”
The princess and prince were popular beyond the stronghold of the emperor and his wife. Unlike the emperor and his wife, who often appeared on official occasions, the princess and the prince were still young and rarely had the chance to meet people. Therefore, even trivial information dominated the social circles.
It was only natural that attention was focused on the next in line of power. But that was not the only reason. People went wild at the sight of the princess and the prince, who looked exactly like the Emperor and his wife, who were famous for their beauty.
Never before had an imperial family been born with hair as dark as that of the princess and prince. People thought it was unfamiliar but mysterious.
It’s getting pretty late.
I went to read to my son and wondered why he had even brought the princess to the banquet hall. I wanted to know what happened next.
My heart wanted to go to my husband and children as soon as possible, but there were many eyes on me. She looked calm and focused again on the dialogue, which had been interrupted for a while.
Sienna was in the middle of a conversation with the Count and Countess Farouan. The Count and his wife, who rarely engaged in social activities, were attending a banquet for the first time in a long time. They were accompanied by the woman who had performed the debutante last year.
The Count and Countess Farouan had suffered many miscarriages, and the daughter they had finally given birth to was born very weak. They suffered from fevers on many occasions and were told by doctors to prepare themselves.
The situation of the Count and his wife became a source of pity for many people and was constantly talked about by many people. Even Siena could hear them.
Sienna heard a rumor that the Count’s daughter had successfully grown up and made her debut in society, and she was happy to see the person concerned today. As a mother raising a child herself, she felt happy that the Count and Countess’s daughter had grown up safely.
“Your worries are over now.
“Yes, Your Majesty. Just having her by my side right now is more than I could ever hope for.”
The Countess’ eyes were moist as she looked at her daughter.
“She still needs to recover. For the sake of her health, I’m thinking of moving away from the capital to a quieter place.”
I nodded silently at the poem. There is a line of local nobles who want to live in the capital somehow. It was not an easy decision to leave the capital, where everything was based, in order. But even if I were in the same position, I would not hesitate.
While they were talking, the noise of the crowd was getting closer and closer. It meant that Kun and the two children were on their way.
The eyes of those gathered around the emperor returned to one or two of them. Sienna also turned her head away. She could see Kun in the distance. He was surrounded by the crowd, but his tall figure caught their attention.
His left arm held his son and his right hand, lowered, held a small hand. The figure of the daughter holding her father’s hand was blocked by people and could not be seen clearly.
At the poem, I saw his expression and began to laugh. Like a knight in multiple layers of unbreakable steel armor, he looked as if he was not afraid of the world.
He was a father. He did not hide his happiness and pride when he showed his children to the public. People marveled and cheered when they saw his children, and when they paid him compliments, he looked as happy as if he had been praised.
I don’t know for what reason he brought the children to the evening feast, but perhaps his itch to show them off was more than half the motive.
Sienna’s heart was racing as she stared at him. “She didn’t know why her heart throbbed more when she saw him as a father, rather than as a man. I wanted to kiss him right away because his cheerful expression was so adorable.
“I wonder why the prince is so calm.
It was only when Sienna heard the Countess’s admiring voice that she got a proper look at her son. She had been taking care of her husband and hadn’t been paying attention to her children. She was embarrassed that no one would read her true feelings.
Sienna smiled gently. True to the Countess’s words, Ekart was at ease even when surrounded by so many people. He was not embarrassed by the exaggeration of the people around him.
He couldn’t stop laughing when he saw that Ekart was sticking his chin up with a rather arrogant expression.
* * *
Kurn measured the distance to Sienna, who was far away. There was still a long way to go to get to her. There were so many people gathered around that it was hard to move.
Alone, he could make his way through the crowd, but with the children in tow, he was cautious.
The far shore had arrived.
“I see you’ve made a disturbing appearance.”
Kun greeted, bowing his head. The two children also greeted in unison.
“Greetings to you, Uncle.”
Dian laughed and nodded. Their eyes were warm as they looked at their young nephew and nephews.
“Ecurt. Isn’t it time for bed now?
“I’m not sleepy yet. Uncle.”
Ekart replied proudly with the pronunciation of a child still in its infancy. But the sleep in the child’s eyes was clear.
Dian asked softly, giving Kuhn a look. Kurn sighed and shook his head. Dian chuckled. Having raised Curtis myself, I can tell you that he was at the height of his selfishness.
“Come to think of it, the atmosphere was always shaken when the Banquet Hall appeared by King Qing. Even with two children in tow, nothing has changed, has it?”
“Isn’t His Highness King Cheol also always in the center of the banquet hall?”
“The situation is different from mine.”
Isabel, who had been listening, quickly lost interest in the adults’ incomprehensible conversation. The girl, who had been looking around unconsciously, gasped.
They were all adults, and Isabel had to lift her head to see their faces. However, there was one person whose gaze met hers, close to her line of sight.
Andrew, who had not yet made his debut in the social world, was attending the Imperial Palace banquet for the first time. As they rode in the carriage to the Imperial Palace, he heard his grandfather’s small talk. He reminded him, “This is a formal occasion, so watch your behavior and your words.
Andrew was nervous as he looked at the people crowded into the large and fancy banquet hall. It was very different from the light parties he had seen a few times. It felt solemn, just as his grandfather had said.
Suddenly, the atmosphere changed. What could possibly be at the destination of these face-questioning adults? So the boy quickly joined their movement.
But the boy was too short to see the depths of the crowd that surrounded him, no matter how much he tried. Andrew dwarfed him and stepped inside. The moment he saw the girl with the dark black hair, he stopped breathing.
“I’ve never seen a girl as beautiful as her in my eight years of life. Even the beautiful dolls that my cousin’s sister prized and showed off were ordinary compared to that girl.
Isabelle tilted her head. The expression on the boy’s face, open-mouthed and vague, was coquettish. Isabelle let out a small laugh. Then Andrew’s eyes went wild.
Andrew stepped forward as if to take the lead. The crowd of people were separated by a certain radius. As soon as the boy walked into the space, all eyes were on him.
Andrew was only a foot away from Isabelle. He took a deep breath, placed his hands on his chest and carefully lowered his body.
The lady who had been watching covered his mouth with a fan, suppressing a laugh. No matter how much effort the little boy put into it, to the adult’s eyes he was just cute.
“I’m Andrew Bless, Lady, may I have your name?”
People looked at the boy and the girl in turn with interesting eyes. There were whispers here and there of someone asking who the boy was and someone answering. Some were laughing under their breath.
But Andrew couldn’t feel the people’s eyes on him now. He couldn’t hear a sound. He could see nothing but the girl in front of him. Up close, the girl’s eyes were golden. My heart throbbed.
The sudden intrusion of the boy interrupted the conversation between Kun and Dian. They both looked down at the boy with stammering expressions.
Dian’s facial muscles were moving in such a way that she could have burst into laughter at any moment. Kun’s expression was one of disgust at first, but then he glared coldly at the young man who had dared to touch his precious daughter.
“You are …….”
Dian hurried to interrupt, fearing that Koon would act sharply against the child. Glancing sideways at Koon’s expression, she saw that he was still like a hedgehog with a stinger.
“This is not an appropriate place for you to meet the princess for the first time, is it?”
Andrew stared at Isabelle with widened eyes.
Andrew turned his head away, startled to hear a familiar voice. A bracing craft on a moving chair approached on the path the people had cut Andrew hurried back to his grandfather as the duke beckoned him.
“If my grandson fails, please ask for his generous forgiveness. King Qing.”
“…… No, sir, there was nothing to worry about.”
“I’m glad. Andy, say hello to Cheong Wan.”
Koon greeted the boy with a sullen face. He had mixed feelings, as if he’d been struck by an unexpected blow. He couldn’t imagine any man other than the one at Isabel’s side.
Isabel was not yet of age. But he knew how quickly time passed. He could still see the image of Isabel as a newborn, but she was six years old now.
“King Qing. I think the prince should go to bed.”
Diane spoke with a chuckle as she looked at Ekart, who nodded and dozed off. Every time the prince’s pass bobbed up and down, sighs could be heard from everywhere. The noblewomen sighed with a look of “I love you so much” in their eyes.
Kun smiled, kissed his son’s forehead gently, and hugged the child. He spoke to Isabelle.
“Isabel, just say hello to your mother and let’s go home.”
“King Qing. I’ll take the princess to His Majesty, and you can tuck the prince in.”
Koon hesitated. He didn’t want to give up his daughter in any way. But he also wanted to put Ekart, who was limping, down on a comfortable bed as soon as possible.
“Take care of the princess, please. Your Highness.”
He handed Dian his daughter’s hand, which he had grasped firmly. He held Dian’s hand, watched her move away, and stepped away.
Andrew couldn’t take his eyes off the back of the princess as she walked with the Iron King. It was a pity, a pity. The inside of his heart itched, and he felt annoyed. These were all emotions that the boy was experiencing for the first time.
Andrew turned and asked for forgiveness.
“I’m sorry, Grandpa.”
“I didn’t mean to—. . ….”
Randall chuckled and patted his grandson’s small head. Andrew was surprised at how soft his grandfather’s hand was, as he had expected him to be scolded severely. It somehow made the grandfather feel better.
* * *
Kuhn took his son into the bedroom and returned to the banquet hall. He asked the attendant standing at the entrance of the banquet hall.
“Has the princess returned to the palace?”
“Yes, King Cheong. She just left with Queen Cheol.”
He nodded and walked into the banquet hall. As he greeted the people, his eyes were busy searching for Sienna.
There should have been many people gathered around her, but everywhere he looked, all he saw were several groups of people gathered together.
Kun rang the bell as he passed by with a tray of drinks.
“Where is His Majesty?”
“He’s resting on the balcony.”
He went to the balcony inside the banquet hall that the chamberlain had told him about. He could see her standing behind him, leaning against the balcony railing, looking out. Knights were guarding the area so as not to disturb the emperor’s rest, and the courtesans were standing by.
As Kuhn entered the balcony as they passed, he untied the strings of the curtains he had tied. Behind him, the curtain hung open.
“When the emperor’s rest is over, can we greet him?” the people who had been calling out to him laughed meaningfully when they saw the curtain close as King Qing entered.
“It looks like His Majesty won’t be coming out any time soon.”
“You’re right, Your Majesty.
Many of the people who had been waiting turned away. Of course, there were those who stayed and waited patiently. They were in such an unremarkable position that it was difficult for them to even speak a word to the emperor unless it was by chance. The pain in her leg was nothing if she could greet the emperor in person.
Kuhn hugged her from right behind, around her waist. He kissed her neck and held her close to his chest.
Sienna, a little nervous from the sudden embrace, laughed and turned her head away. She raised her hand and covered his cheek as he raised his chin to her shoulder. Sienna burst out laughing as he rubbed the palm of her hand as if it were a charmed animal.
“Have you seen Isabel?”
“Yes. I just said a quick hello and went back to the palace. The Iron Queen said she’d give me a lift, so I told her to do it.”
Kun remembered the little guy he’d seen earlier. His stomach churned. She knew she didn’t need to be so sensitive to a child, but the mention of the Duke of Bresse’s grandson reminded her of the Duke of Bresse’s son who had been hanging around her before.
I still don’t like that old man.
Coon later learned by accident that the Duke of Bresse had proposed to Sienna with his son. He feigned nonchalance, but a fire started in his chest. The lump that had formed at that time would not go away.
The more Isabelle met the Duke’s grandson, the more she suspected the old man was up to something. Of course, it couldn’t be. Isabel’s attendance at today’s banquet had been an impromptu decision and no one had known about it.
“What’s wrong?” Why did you bring the children?”
“I read two books to them, but my son was enduring without sleep . When I told him I had to go to the banquet hall to see you, then I had to see you . That’s what he said.”
Coon let out a small laugh as he spoke.
“He said he hadn’t seen you in a long time.”
“A long time? I saw you this morning.”
“I told him that. You said hello to me this morning. That’s why he’s sad because he hasn’t seen you in so long, when he could just go to bed and see you tomorrow.”
They both chuckled. People will hear you and say you’re boring. They never got tired of hearing the same stories over and over again about their children, and they always laughed.
“Anyway, if I say no, I don’t think they’ll try to get more sleep. Yeah, I said, let’s go.
“What about Isabel?”
“Your sister says you can’t go alone. And the road to the carriage takes a lot of walking too, even if you dare to go on foot. …. ……. Oh.”
Hearing her husband’s complaint, Sienna laughed. His son’s steps floated before her eyes as if they were slowing down.
“The son who said he came to see me ended up leaving without even saying hello to me.”
“It was much later than his normal bedtime. He must have thought it was unbearable.”
I could hear the love for my son in his voice as he grumbled and I smiled at the poem.
“And you? Have you been well while I’ve been gone?”
“Not at all. It’s just a banquet that happens every year.”
“I just saw that you’ve been talking to people for a long time, people I’ve never met before.”
“Hmm? Oh, ……. I think it was the Count and Countess of Parouen.”
When in the world did he see that? He didn’t stay long in the banquet hall earlier, he must have been preoccupied with his two children. Someday someone had spoken as he passed.
“Your Majesty. You’re the only one who always looks at His Majesty, aren’t you? It is said that His Majesty is always at the end of his gaze.”
As soon as the words came to mind, the poem made my mouth water. I’m glad I can’t see her face now that he’s behind me. I’m sure she’s looking very strange right now.
“Do you know each other?”
“No. You’re famous, I’ve heard of you.”
“You’ve heard of the Count and Countess’s daughter, haven’t you?”
“Daughter? That’s not what I heard.
“There’s a famous couple that’s recognized in the social circles as one of the top three lovebirds. Count and Countess Falluan are one of them.”
Sienna burst out laughing. She hadn’t realized that Kun was interested in social gossip.
“If there are three, what are the other two?”
“One is the Iron King and his wife.”
I shook my head and nodded . The two of them were really close. Iron King sometimes seemed to bounce from place to place, and Queen Tie was the one who warmly embraced him.
Queen Tie’s gentle personality shone brighter and brighter day by day. There were few people who disliked her. Despite her introverted nature, Violette had established a strong position in society.
“What’s the other one?”
“You ask because you don’t know? Of course we do.”
“What if you think differently?”
Behind her, he was silent for a moment. He grabbed Sienna by the shoulders and quickly turned her away .
“Sienna . Do you think there’s a problem between us?”
His expression was serious. I laughed and shook my head at the poem. I stretched out my arms and hugged him around the waist, thrusting my head into his chest. I hadn’t felt for a moment since we were married that he had neglected me.
“It’s just strange. I thought I was rarely exposed in front of others. But people say that’s how they see us.”
Khun turned to her with relief.
“I heard that Count and Countess Paruan went to a lot of trouble to get pregnant. Their only daughter made her debut in society recently and we talked about it. It’s a pity that they’re so close.”
“There’s a myth that if a couple gets along too well, it’s hard to have children.”
“I’ve never heard of that.”
“It may not be an Imperial myth. I can’t remember where I heard it.”
The poem reminded me of King Tse and his wife. They too had only one child. Although I have two children, it’s not a lot since I usually have three or four children.
The poem made me lean my head back and look at him. When she called him, he nodded his head and kissed her on the lips. He touched her softly, and then his fallen lips came down again. The lips that had been joined a little longer fell and met again.
His tongue dug in between her open lips. Her arms closed around his neck.
Their tongues tangled hotly. They sucked each other’s tongues and swallowed the mingled saliva. They were unconcerned about the many people outside the single curtain. They were husband and wife, and there was no one to point out their affection.
When the intimate kiss was over, I exhaled into the sea. I lost my breath in a foul-mouthed kiss that swallowed everything in her mouth. Most men would never take the initiative when it came to kissing or s*x.
“Kun, we ……”.”
“Let’s go for number three.”
Kun’s eyes flashed.
“I only like you.”
Khun replied before Sienna could finish. He looked so happy that Sienna was surprised . He’d always said he wanted children and never asked for more.
“Did you want more children?” How many?”
“The more the merrier . When I was growing up on my own I was always jealous of houses with more siblings.”
“I never said that.
“You’re the one who’s gonna have the hardest time until the baby’s born. I have to agree with you.”
“What if I say the two of us are enough?”
“I like that too. Even if we don’t have any more children, we’ll be happy. We’d still be happy if we had a third.”
I smiled at the poem. His words were right. Whether there were four or five in the family, they would continue to be happy.
She was suddenly curious. Isabelle was a child of God. Ecart was the sore finger she’d dreamed of. The third was the child of whatever fate would find its way into her bosom.
“Since you’re okay with it, I want a baby.”
Kun raised his hands in a whooping hurray and hugged Sienna.
“I didn’t drink the pleasure tea this morning.”
Sienna’s eyes widened.
“It’s been days of meetings, plus a banquet in the evening. You look tired, so I thought I’d let you sleep in peace today. But I can’t help it.”
He kissed Sienna’s ear so that she could faintly hear him, and whispered darkly in a somber voice.
“From today on, I’ll do this best I can. Your Majesty.”
Sienna smiled faintly. But that night, Coon’s secret announcement ended up being just that, an announcement.
The representatives of the drunken kingdom were in high spirits, and the hall was lively even after midnight.
The emperor and his wife finally emerged from the banquet hall at dawn. When Kuhn entered the emperor’s bedroom, Sienna was asleep.
She slept without a quilt, lying in a bent-over position halfway up. It was as if she had been waiting for him.
Kuhn took her in his arms and laid her down on the bed. He lay bent over her on his side. He propped her head up with one arm and looked down at her face, sleeping soundly. Her sleeping face looked younger than usual.
He gently tousled the hair on her forehead. He often sat by his daughter and son’s bedside to watch them sleep. The emotion he felt then was similar to, yet different from, the emotion he felt now.
Looking at her, I felt hot in my heart, hot as a rain of blood.
My destiny, my lover, my wife, the mother of my children: ….
“I love you, Sienna.”
He whispered in a low voice, his face a happy smile .
* * *
The next day, after attending a late banquet, Sienna was somewhat lazy. During her marriage to Kuhn, she had become too laid-back to hold on to herself.
Perhaps her change was due to her age, or perhaps it was due to the fact that she had learned to see the world more broadly while having and raising her children.
Sienna, however, thought that Kun’s influence on her was considerable. He was never in a hurry to do anything. His composure gave the people around him confidence. It looked really good.
They woke up later than usual and had a late breakfast in the bedroom. It was a morning for the couple to be together as usual.
The maidservants who looked after them had to wait nearby, but they all retired after preparing the meal. It was not easy to make time for the two of them to share alone. So, whenever the opportunity arose, all of his men would shy away.
As soon as Kun woke up, he told them the news he had just heard.
“The delegates’ return will be delayed. Prince Ressin said there was a bottle of wine flying around.”
Sienna’s brow furrowed slightly. Prince Ressin was known to be a drinker. He had been very drunk at the banquet yesterday.
“I’m afraid the other delegates will be staying for a few days.”
“Why? Were there bottles of alcohol flying around with them too?”
“Various excuses, I suppose, but they really want to see what all the fuss is about.”
The time of the Imperial Congress coincided with the time of the Universal Burial. It was held every year in the capital of the Empire, but it was a rare sight for people from outside the capital and other countries.
However, the representatives of each country said, “We are not here to visit the Empire. The cost of their travel and stay was not small.
It was all their own money, and the way to save money was to return home as soon as possible. Therefore, they could not proudly say that they were delaying their return because they wanted to see the market. Prince Leshin’s liquor bottle is also likely to be a false excuse.
They were pathetic and the poem made me click my tongue.
“I hope it’s not too noisy…
I was not happy that the two periods coincided. While the storeroom was open, the security of the waterworks had been relaxed. There were too many people there and too many incidents and accidents. If any of the representatives were injured in an accident, it would be a hassle to clean up the mess.
“Master of All Things: ……”
I went to the market a long time ago, but I could still vividly see the lively and noisy market. Every once in a while, I remembered that day.
“Do you want us to come with you?”
They dwelt on the past for a while, and then Sienna averted her gaze. His eyes met hers and he smiled.
“Do you have a lot of things you can’t put off today?”
“Not really …….”
The hard day’s schedule was over, they’d have a few days to relax.
The emperor’s seat required him to spend his time from morning to night, so if his schedule slipped due to sudden circumstances and he began to be pushed in line, it would be irreversible. Therefore, after the repeated official events were over, they made time to arrange the schedule.
“It’s been six years since you ascended to the throne. If it’s this long, you’ll have to leave the dark path at least once.”
“Of course. It’s dark luck.”
I wasn’t keen on the poem. What difference does it make to Prince Ressin who uses a bottle as an excuse? Flexible as she was, she was basically a person who didn’t enjoy deviation.
Kuhn didn’t mind her tepid response. He probably understood her better than Sienna herself.
“Don’t you want to see the slums you’ve turned into?”
Sienna burst out laughing. She really couldn’t compete.
“Okay, let’s go.”
She gladly took his shake.
* * *
A smartly dressed man in a half-lotus walked into the Kippen store. The interior of the upscale store was spacious. There were already several customers looking at the goods on display. They were all dressed in high class attire.
Since the man had not yet taken a few steps into the store, the manager ran out and turned his head.
Welcome, I will show you in.
After he and the manager had gone inside, one of the customers pretended to know him.
“He looks like Mr. Crown, doesn’t he?”
Oh, that famous one?”
The hobby of collecting covers a wide range of items. However, the higher the price of the item collected, the more expensive the hobby. Collecting kippen was not a high-class hobby, however. This is because the price range is too diverse.
“Mr. Crown” was a nickname among Gippen collectors for “a collector. A few years ago, he appeared like a comet at the Gippen Exposition.
The Gippen Exposition is held once every six months. It is the biggest event that every collector must attend, with exhibitions, sales, and auctions.
At the expo, flag pens were not exchanged for money, but rather for the flag pens that the collector had in his possession. Mr. Crown auctioned off the pens that he could not get for money that day, and exchanged them for ordinary pens.
Six months later, and again six months later, the same thing happened. People were amazed at the tremendous value of all the items he offered, and at the same time they were suspicious of his eccentricities and sometimes mocked his eyes.
However, the value of the ordinary patches that the man exchanged was recognized, and the prices of all the products of the maker of the patches went up.
The man then became famous among collectors. It’s a small floor and everyone knows each other. But no one knew who he was in the company. He never interacted with other collectors. He always appeared wearing a welcoming mask, which further sparked people’s curiosity.
He was like royalty from another country, a refusal to accept his vast inheritance, and words were all that flew. Collectors began to call the mysterious man “Mr. Crown”.
“He looks younger than I thought.”
“Judging by your physique, I’d say you were born into a family of professionals, wouldn’t you?”
“An article and a pen? That’s really not a good combination.”
“Is that so, ……?”
“It doesn’t matter who you are . As long as I get to see his collection, there’s nothing more I want.”
The manager stepped inside and the man’s door opened. The clamorers kept their mouths shut and all turned their heads to the shelves and pretended to watch. Behind the man who walked through the door, the foreman bowed so low that he bent at the waist.
“Thank you, sir. You’re welcome to visit anytime.”
The mysterious collector, “Mr. Crown,” smiled contentedly as Gilbert exited the store. He fumbled through his clothes, checking to see if the box of lapel pens he had just received was still safely in his inside pocket.
He was in a good mood because he finally had the pen he had been thinking about for so long. The pen had its original owner, who had exchanged it for the pen Gilbert had in his possession. The manager of the store took a commission and mediated between them.
I spent all the money I had saved up over the years to pay the fee, but it wasn’t a waste. Compared to the value of the pen I had just acquired, the fee was a small price to pay.
“Thank you, sir.”
Gilbert stared into the void and expressed his gratitude. For sponsoring his hobby.
And to the position of General of the Kingsguard, the Emperor’s closest protector. Still, the “stipend” he received was not enough to enjoy collecting lapel pens, unless he was embezzling illegal back taxes.
The Marquis of Lard, now the King of the Qing, still sent Gilbert flag pens constantly. At first he refused, but he could not face the Qing King directly and cried out to the Emperor.
But it was all in vain. The emperor told him to accept it as if it were no big deal, and Gilbert didn’t know what to do.
He said, “I have no greed for power or goods, but when I look at a beautiful pen, I am filled with joy and ecstasy. Gilbert slowly crumbled under the pleasure of satisfying his need to collect.
At first, he only accepted the pens, but as time went on, he became more daring. If there was an overlap among the pens he received, he would trade it for another one to add to his collection list.
He unknowingly became a celebrity among the pippen collectors.
Gilbert turned his head away. The street leading off the upscale shopping street was crowded with few passersby. The normally crowded marketplace had become the Market of All Things, and it was crowded itself.
“We’ll have to take a detour.
I have a precious pen in my pocket. He was about to turn his head, but then he looked away again. He saw a man in a mercenary outfit pass by.
He had never seen him before. But a strange feeling attracted him. He was not a nervous man. So he did not ignore his senses, which were sometimes triggered. Gilbert dared to follow him.
The man had a companion, one who had even won a prize. He wore a robe hood so tight you couldn’t see his face.
During the period of the Artisan of All Things, it was usually customary not to hold checkpoints. Gilbert was seriously concerned about whether such a practice needed to be modified.
The market was so crowded that it was easy to follow them without paying attention. If he didn’t lose track of them, he could follow them without being detected. The moment they turned the corner, Gilbert’s back hit the wall as a strong force grabbed him by the chest.
“What are you doing?”
Gilbert’s body relaxed as he reflexively tried to defend himself. The half-lotus mask on his face slipped off and flew away. The man whose eyes met Gilbert’s froze, his expression grim.
Urs was taken aback by the face that appeared after the mask was removed.
“What are you doing here?”
Gilbert coughed, his throat constricted, and let go of the breastplate Urs had been holding.
Lord Kali is what’s in it for the man on the street.
“That’s because they’re being followed by something fishy.”
“I’ve never stepped on Lord Kali’s back before, have I?”
“It wasn’t me, sir.
“Then don’t go to ……… …..”
If Uskari is the one guarding him, then he’s the one.
“So the mercenary from earlier?”
Gilbert guessed that Qing Wang had an important job to do. He had never imagined that the mercenary’s companion was the Emperor.
“It was him, wasn’t it?”
“If you didn’t know, why did you follow me?”
“I thought I had to get away with it.”
“Hmm. That’s pretty good.”
“I must have caused a gap in the guard.
“Don’t worry. I’m not the only one with an escort. Just as well. Go to the house and wait. He’s there.
“…… Where’s Karyeong?”
“I have to go to the Imperial Palace. I have a sword fighting class tomorrow morning.”
“Oh, you’re teaching the princess? Starting tomorrow?
“It would be nice if we could start as soon as possible. Since the princess insists on learning from me, I have no choice.”
Gilbert was smitten by the smug look on her face, and his true feelings came out as he couldn’t stand it. Gilbert chuckled as he thought about how Urs had become the Imperial Princess’s sword master.
She had taken Lord Kali as her sword master. The problem was the two Curly Lords.
The Kali brothers had been chosen to be the princess’s masters through the Hima. They did not confront each other in the Imperial Palace, but went somewhere else to decide and returned.
When they came back, both of their faces were wrecked. I guessed that they had a fight while they were competing with each other with swords and exchanging blows.
Urs laughed all day long with a bruised face. The victor was strange to all who saw him.
Uskari was called “the devil,” “the monster,” and “the gyral dog” by the knights of the palace. Martin Curley’s notoriety was lower than his, and he was not an easy person to deal with. To the Curley brothers, the young princess was their only weakness.
“Then take care of the rest.”
Urs turned away quickly without hearing Gilbert’s reply. Gilbert watched Wuth’s back as he quickly moved away and muttered a lame question.
“Tomorrow, you say you have a morning class, but you can leave later, after the escort is over.”
* * *
Sienna entered the favela with Kuhn. She was inwardly disappointed. She hadn’t expected so much change in just a few years. Still, the primitive forms of housing seen before were intact.
Coon pointed to an old building and said.
“That’s the school.”
She was disappointed again. She thought it would be a little more impressive.
Of all the policies she had implemented, the establishment of educational institutions in the favelas had met with the strongest opposition. The purpose of the policy was to create opportunities for the people of the favelas to go out into the world through education.
In order to achieve this, it was necessary to provide a quality education that could be recognized anywhere upon completion of the course. Aside from the cost of setting up facilities, it was difficult to find manpower. There was no one who wanted to become a teacher in the schools in the favelas.
Since there was no one who wanted to become a teacher, they had no choice but to mobilize government officials. A policy was enacted that only those who had not worked as a teacher in the favelas for a certain period of time could be promoted.
Several years had passed since the implementation of this policy, but there were still many complaints. Appeals to correct the situation were constantly coming up. The poem has made me think a lot lately, because the words I hear are always negative. I wondered if I had been too quick.
“Shall we go in?”
“Can you get in?”
“You’re welcome anywhere if you’re willing to give me some sponsorship money.
Just as Kun had said so loudly, the two of them faced the principal in a plausibly decorated reception room.
“Where are you from?”
“I’m a merchant. I have a top shelf. My top bunk moves all the time, so it’s not easy to find staff. I wonder if I could get some useful people by sponsoring this place.”
“Oh, thanks. Our school is ……..”
The principal went on and on about how well the school provided an excellent education and produced excellent graduates. Just by listening to the principal, this old school in the favela is no less than a top school.
The principal also brought a list of students with excellent grades and showed his enthusiasm in recommending them. Sienna felt much better than before because she could see that the principal really wanted to develop the school. She thought of giving the headmaster a separate prize if he returned to the palace.
“Yes, by the way. I heard that the emperor of the empire built a school here. What’s the use of reading a few lines of a book when the place is full of starving people? Wouldn’t it be better to share the food with them?”
The principal’s once calm expression faltered.
“I know one thing and I don’t know two things. Food can satisfy a little hunger, but once you’re not full, it’s over. This school teaches the children how to get food for life. You can’t compare it to being full for a few days. The children who are educated in the school believe that they will benefit in the future from their learning if they leave here.”
“Who can be sure of that? I don’t know if there will be any tangible effects, but it’s a long way off.”
The principal nodded, chuckling faintly.
“That’s true. No one can tell the future. But the great Emperor, with his wise eye, foresaw the distant future and built a school in this city of despair. He gave us a chance to be treated like people. I believe that His Majesty’s wisdom and compassion will heal the suffering of his people. This school will remain as a great achievement of His Majesty the Emperor.”
Kuhn donated the jewel to the school. The two left the school after the headmaster gave them a hearty farewell. The principal also gave them directions to get out of the favela safely.
The guide took them from the slum to the entrance of West Street. There were no directions, as if there was an invisible boundary. The guide soon disappeared into the back streets.
The alleyway leading to the favela was empty of people.
“Where should we go? The market?”
Coon approached Sienna, who stood averting her gaze, pulled off her hood and grabbed her chin. He glanced up at her, but she seemed somewhat embarrassed as she stepped down again. The look on her face was not at all like her, and Coon kissed her on the lips.
“Why, Your Majesty? Your Majesty?”
“It’s not …….”
“I didn’t …… go there to ask.”
“What do you mean?”
Coon, who had been watching her carefully, pursed his lips.
“The Great Emperor?” The wise and merciful one.
Sienna raised her hand to cover his mouth. He chuckled and kissed the palm of her hand. She was used to all the rhetorical compliments. Her embarrassed reaction seemed new to her.
“Did his words make you uncomfortable?” He didn’t know who you were, and he didn’t mean what he said.”
“I know …….”
Khun smiled. The emotion she felt was faintly palpable. She’d heard the compliment without intending to use sycophancy first. She was flattered and bewildered to receive such raw praise from a peasant she did not know at all.
In the poem I asked him.
Kun asked, a question that caught the principal’s attention. To some extent, he guided the principal’s reply.
“I didn’t make you do it.”
“I have no such suspicion. He could have …… said something bad.”
“Even if he had, you wouldn’t have been hurt. You’re a strong man, and you respect diversity of opinion. But no bad words would have come out of your mouth. Don’t underestimate yourself.”
He patted her gently on the cheek.
“I just wanted to let you know that you’re on the right track. Sienna. Believe in yourself. There is no one who can make a better choice than you.”
I stared at him silently at the poem, nodding my head as I lowered my gaze. I was moved by his firm faith.
When the moment comes when the rest of the world turns its back on me, I won’t despair if only this man stands by me, unfazed.
Now, let’s go to the market.
Sheena shook her head from side to side.
“Why don’t we go to the market ……?”
Kun’s eyes wavered. So, maybe we’ll go to the Phantom Palace? I’ve barely had a date …. ….
Apparently, stopping by the school had irritated her. She must have had a lot of things on her mind that she needed to do. She should have gone to the market first and then to the favelas. Coon tried to hide his disappointment.
Sienna gave him a hug.
“I’d rather be alone with you than shop.”
His eyes grew darker. He pulled the hood down over her forehead, hiding her face from view. He grabbed her hand and began to walk with a broad stride. Her heart was pounding as she walked with him as he led her away.
Valter greeted them as the ivy entered the mansion.
Kuhn’s residence had been moved to the Imperial Palace, but he continued to manage the mansion. As head of the Lard clan, his office was in the gym. All details were delegated to him, and if there was anything that needed to be considered, he would stop by the mansion to take care of it.
“Welcome home, sir.”
Valter greeted his master as if he were welcoming him home after a morning out. Gilbert attended to Valter’s side.
“What a marvel.”
Gilbert did not panic when the stranger pretended to recognize the voice of the King. The figure he had seen earlier in the market must have been a disguise.
“I’ve taken over the guard duty from Lord Kali.”
Kun tilted his head at an angle.
“Took over? You mean he pushed Kyon to run away?”
No, Lord Kali was preparing for the Princess’s sword class tomorrow, wow!
Gilbert shouted loudly as he inadvertently saw the person standing beside K’unn take off his hood.
“Lungs, Your Majesty?”
“Aren’t you off duty today?”
Kun clicked his tongue. Isabelle’s sword fighting class started the day after tomorrow.
“Why do you have to do all that work on your day off?”
“It is my duty as the captain of the Kingsguard to ensure the safety of the two of you. I’m just doing my part.”
Kuhn’s gaze was subtle as he looked at Gilbert, who answered honestly. He was a really nice guy, but he was too serious and easily manipulated. He was lucky to have such a good master as her.
Sienna had once said that Gilbert and Wuth seemed to be alike in their purity. She did not contradict him there and then, but she still did not understand Wuth. Even though Wuth seemed simple, he did use his head when necessary.
“Valter. Take your meals out to the back parlor. Don’t let anyone near this floor until I call you.”
“It’s been a long time. Thank you for guarding this place as always.”
“Thank you, Your Majesty.”
Valter slumped with a look of admiration.
After the emperor and his wife had disappeared up the stairs to the top of the second floor, Gilbert asked Valter.
“Would you like to …… return to the palace today?”
“Yes, I was planning on it. Didn’t you know?”
Urs didn’t tell him that he couldn’t go home today because he had to work as an escort. Gilbert groped for his quill case deep in his chest and sighed.
* * *
Sheena opened the door and walked in, and was immediately impressed. When was the last time I visited here?
There had been a time, long ago, when she had frequently gone out at night when no one knew she was there to see him. The butler of her mansion always let her into the parlor that led to the master’s bedroom.
While Kun was away for a while to remove his disguise, Sienna walked around the parlor and thought about the past. The memories of that time remained intact. Even the closet in the corner of the parlor was there.
She went to the closet and pulled the handle.
“It’s not there.”
There was no dress with a cape. The closet was empty. She had no idea what had happened to the clothes in here. He didn’t abandon them.
When I heard the door open, I turned my head away from the city. I smiled with happiness at the sight of the former man’s face.
He quickly grasped her chin and swallowed quickly. As if by reflex, his tongue dug in, rubbing her open lips. He raked his tongue around the inside of her mouth, curling it up.
Her voice groaned. Sienna closed her eyes and was helplessly taken by his relentless kiss that swallowed her breath. He sucked hard enough to root her tongue. The fingers on his shoulder tingled.
She was dressed as a man today, wearing a long robe that covered her below the knees, with a shirt and pants inside.
The robes flowed down to the floor. He touched her body, continually brushing his lips. He grabbed the front edge of her shirt with both hands and pulled it down. The loose buttons flew in all directions.
As his shirt came off, his grasping body spun back around. The poem caught the back of the couch by reflex.
She wore a special garment inside her shirt. It was a vest made of well-tanned leather, but it hid the curves of her body. It also served as an armor in case of emergency. The way it was worn was the opposite of normal clothes. Instead of closing the front, the front was closed with a tube, and the leather straps were crossed and tied at the back.
Sienna was startled as she heard the sound of a thud. How dare he use his hands to cut through a leather strap strong enough to withstand the weight of a man? She must be proud of her strength.
In the blink of an eye, the vest came off. His hands gripped her b*****s tightly. His lips climbed up her shoulders and bit her neck, making it stand up.
I shrugged at the poem. I could feel his impatience in his hands as he leaned over my chest. I didn’t know how in the world this man could be so aroused.
Her body returned to him. Immediately he pressed his lips to hers. Hot air filled her mouth. The slippery sensation of their tongues brushing against each other gave him goose bumps.
Even though she thought he was in a hurry, she was also excited. Frankly, she didn’t mind the way he was getting himself into trouble.
He kissed her breathlessly, tucked his head deep under her chin, and tied her lips together. Her chin sounded natural. In the midst of kissing his way along her neck, he swallowed a smoldering breast into his mouth.
Sienna’s hair whipped back. His hands cupped her back, keeping her from falling. But as her center of gravity tilted back, she cradled his head in both hands.
She sucked on his chest with the strength of an inhaler. The teats, wet with saliva, stood up stiffly. He bit her nipple with the tip of his lips and dug in with the tip of his tongue.
Her breathing became increasingly ragged. Her breathing became more and more ragged, and a chill began to build in her lower belly. The sucking force was so strong that her teats tingled. The slight pain became a pleasant sensation that spread throughout her body.
I felt hot between my legs. His legs came inside my thighs as I tried to squeeze them. Their legs intertwined and their lower abdomens made contact. Poetry felt his genitals swelling as if they were about to split.
She sighed. She remembered the intensity of his long goods being squeezed together. Her insides clenched slowly as her b*****s became moist with saliva, and the insides of her legs quickly became wet as well.
He gripped her hips tightly and reached inside her pants. His fingers rubbed the crack hidden beneath the hill. He raised his finger and plunged it into the spur. The entrance, wet with pity, swallowed the long finger.
Her arms closed around his neck. He supported her wobbling body with one hand. The finger moved faster and faster, slipping in and out of the vaginal wall.
“Oh …… haha…”….”
Her hips shook as she followed the movement of his finger. The feeling of pleasure spreading from deep within the bridge made her flutter. The secret protuberance that had risen to the surface couldn’t withstand the repeated stimulation and gave off a small explosion.
She hugged him tightly by the neck. An intense feeling of pleasure ran through her whole body. Her legs lost their strength. His eyes were cloudy and sunken as he held her tightly. Covering the back of her head, he pressed his lips to hers. The greedy kisses that sucked at her delicate flesh continued. A hand squeezed her breast and grasped the hardened tip.
The stimulation that followed was intense before the afterglow of pleasure subsided. Her head was knocked out. Her body was weak.
Her body grabbed his arm and backed away. The force with which he pushed her back caused her to slump over on the round table. Her chest was pressed against the cold, smooth wood.
He was behind her, his pants slipping down his thighs over his pubic bone.
There was a tense breathing in the poem. It was the first time she’d ever been joined from behind. The man swallowing her without saying a word was more savage than ever. She felt strangely aroused and jittery.
She stripped down to her underwear, a chill rushing between her damp legs. A large hand spread the underside of her cheek.
She rested her forehead against the back of his hand, shivering slightly. The feeling of her hole opening was naked. The tough, soft flesh snuggled against her a*s, rubbing against the jiggling. The slightly puckered end slipped in and back out.
He was rough, but friendly. He went in and out shallowly, repeatedly. He gave her a serious warning so that her body would not be startled. Little by little he dug deeper and deeper.
The rush of swallowing the thick glans was horrifying. Both of their breathing became increasingly ragged. Their breathing became more and more ragged, and it was hard to tell whose it was.
I want you.
He didn’t miss her cue. He lunged deep inside her, thrusting so hard that his s*****m punched her in the a*s.
Her breath caught in her throat. The feeling of her vaginal walls opening up to their limits was raw. The pressure of her thrusting from behind was much more unmanageable than in other positions. I shrugged at the sensation of being touched deep inside all at once.
He slipped out completely and thrust up to the root. The repetitive thrusts continued at a fast pace. Her body instinctively drained to accommodate the massive man. The sorrowful fluid running down her thighs clashed with his flesh and made a lewd noise.
The sturdy table shook. Her sweat-soaked upper body was pressed against the table and attached to it. Instead of my body swaying less, I took the impact of his thrusts as they came. As the direction of his penetration changed, she was assaulted by a new stimulus.
No words could describe the feeling of satisfaction as the hard s*x organ cut through the vaginal wall and filled every crevice. The walls of the v****a widened, narrowing as he slipped out. The vaginal walls slumped and relaxed as if learning to repeat the motion.
She responded to his intermittent low breathing. She felt her lower belly tighten, and her gait narrowed.
Sienna loved the sound of a man’s groan at times like this. A tingle of pleasure rose up her back. Provoked, the man began to pull up what she felt in earnest.
My toes got numb and I scratched the table with my fingers. I closed my eyes tightly, but my vision lightened and darkened before me.
She turned her head. His hands grabbed her neck and raised her chin further back. His upper lips pounced on hers, interlocking in a gaping maw. She swallowed his tongue, breathless.
“Mmm …… mmm.”
The pleasure of climax ran through every nerve in her extremities. She clenched her fist around his s*x. He broke off as he slammed deep inside her. S***n flooded her insides.
It was their first meeting after they’d agreed to have children. She was horrified at how much of his seed had been sown inside her. The added physical and mental satisfaction made her climax last longer.
The spasms in her vaginal walls slowed, and her tense body went limp. His lips hung softly over her shoulders, her back, her neck.
“Are you good?”
I replied weakly, exhaling into the poem. It was still lingering and I couldn’t stop shaking.
“You didn’t have much time today, honey.”
“I really haven’t had much time. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”
Kun kissed her neck and licked her earlobe.
“Oh, thank God.”
Poetry didn’t know what part of his words to point out. It’s been too long. What exactly did he mean by long time? The last time she’d slept was three days ago.
He was still wedged tightly inside her. He bent slowly at the waist and spoke in a hushed voice.
“Again like this?”
I looked up, startled at the poem .
“Why are you in such a hurry?”
“Hmm? I’m sure. There’s still plenty of time.”
Sienna held her breath. It was barely past noon, and he was smiling benignly, but his eyes were glowing strangely. It was definitely different. I don’t know why, but he’s excited now, like an animal in heat.
She turned around and sighed in resignation. There was only one way she could think of to calm this beast down. I just can’t seem to get out of this room until I return to the palace tomorrow.
“I’ll go to the bedroom.”
Kissing her eyelids, he lifted his upper body and bent his hips back. It felt like he had slipped out of the blockage inside her. Fluid trickled down her thighs. Her face flushed and she pursed her lips.
She walked into the bedroom with him in her arms. The soft bed arrived behind her. He quickly removed his pants, which were halfway down his thighs. Naked as she was, he was back on top of her.
“It’s the same in this bedroom, isn’t it?”
Khun kissed her face incessantly. In this atmosphere, things were going to get political soon. There was something I wanted to ask him in the poem.
“Did you tell him to leave it here?”
“I wouldn’t dare touch it.”
“But it’s terrible that you didn’t change the curtains. The pattern is too old.”
As her words grew longer, Coon regained his composure for a moment.
“Then you should change them.”
“Because this is your home, too.”
Her eyes grew wide, and she nodded with an upturned expression . She’d never done anything as trivial as changing the curtains, which was what most noblewomen did. She looked amused.
“Why is the closet outside empty?”
Coon frowned, looked away gently and said.
“I put it somewhere else.”
“In the bedroom.”
“No,…… in a different bedroom.”
“In a bedroom in the other …… Imperial Palace?”
“Did you really put it in your bedroom?”
The poem made me shake my head, wondering why I had never known this before, and I realized that I had never been to her bedroom in the Imperial Palace. He had never even slept in her bedroom. They always slept together in the emperor’s bedroom and greeted the morning together.
“Even unused bedrooms are cleaned. The chamberlains would have seen it.”
“That’s the thing.”
“It might start a rumor that you have strange tastes.”
“Talk all you want. I don’t mind.”
He turned his head and covered her lips. He sucked on her lower lip and licked the inner flesh of her lips.
“It doesn’t matter now.”
His eyes were filled with passionate fire. He wanted to hold her right now, his body had the look of a sweet man. He didn’t seem to care about anything but satisfying his instinctive, primal desires.
Sienna smiled and stretched out her arms. I know his desire is based on love. She lusted for him because she loved him too. She squeezed his neck and pulled him to her. She kissed his lips as he pulled her to him honestly.
“Kun, is it easier at the ivy house?”
“I think you’re more buoyant than usual . I can’t help but think it’s the location.”
“Oh. ……. Not because I like the ivy house ,
Kun cleared his throat uselessly.
“I like that the place has changed.”
“Was the bedroom inconvenient?”
“I meant I like the new place. That’s what I meant.”
He said, biting her chin lightly.
“I’d like to do the banquet on the balcony.”
“Just the balcony?”
“Or in the garden, or in your study, or in your office.”
Sienna glanced sideways at him as he answered quickly, as if she had been waiting for him. Laughter broke out. The man the emperor of the empire who ruled the world loved the most didn’t care about the world. In front of a man who only wanted her, she could be a normal woman, not an emperor.
Sienna’s reaction was not bad, and Kuhn cheered inwardly. The thought of her sitting at her desk in the Oval Office, up her skirt, made the blood rush to his lower belly. He held her tightly to his body and pressed his lips deeply to hers. He craved her even as he held her in his bosom.
Their sticky breaths, laughter, and small whispers mingled together. At this moment, they became each other’s entire world.
<Greatest wish ends