I Married the Terminally Ill Emperor - Chapter 10
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I Married a Terminally Ill Emperor
Chapter 10
“World peace.”
At those words, the siblings exchanged deflated looks with each other.
“I see.”
“Lady Ria has quite grand ambitions.”
“Ambitions should be grand to begin with.”
“That’s right.”
When Dahlia replied nonchalantly, Annie nodded as if in agreement.
Rayen smiled at the sight of the two getting along and drank his tea.
Meanwhile, Dahlia’s mind was complicated.
Only one person knew that she could see the future through prophetic dreams—her elder brother.
So she had only told the Hudran Siblings half the truth.
If she prevented the world’s destruction, the world would be peaceful too.
Her purpose for coming to the Empire was clear.
Get the Emperor married to prevent the world’s destruction. As a bonus, she also planned to investigate why the Emperor had to marry for the world not to be destroyed.
Her plan to get the Emperor married was short and simple.
The first goal was to build a friendship with the Emperor. Who would listen if someone they barely knew nagged them to get married?
The second goal was to find out the Emperor’s ideal type and naturally arrange for him to meet a woman who fit that description.
When a handsome man and a pretty woman meet, they both fall in love on their own. There are even descriptions of sparks flying from their eyes. The countless romance novels she had read taught her this.
Suddenly, Dahlia’s gaze caught sight of Lemon leisurely pecking at fruit in the corner.
When their eyes met, Lemon chirped and tilted his head as if asking why she was looking.
Lemon. Right, that garden.
It clearly looked like a place the Emperor would like, so she should stake it out there.
Dahlia grinned at her perfect plan.
She didn’t notice Annie shaking her head, thinking ‘The princess is probably planning to do something strange again.’
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Following Lemon’s flight while looking up at the sky, Dahlia bumped into someone with a thud.
“Oh.”
It was a girl who only came up to her waist, with brown hair braided in pigtails.
The girl with orange eyes full of tears hurriedly wiped her tears and bowed.
“I’m sorry. I wasn’t watching where I was going.”
“No, I was walking while looking at the sky too. I’m sorry.”
The girl blinked rapidly and opened her mouth in surprise.
A fairy-like beautiful noble lady was apologizing to her, a mere maid.
“Miss, I’m a palace maid. Please take back your apology. I’m truly sorry.”
The girl bowed deeply with a flustered expression.
Seeing this, Dahlia leaned down to meet the child’s orange eyes.
“Can I ask you one thing?”
“Yes, miss.”
“What’s your name?”
“It’s Monet.”
“That’s a pretty name. Are you busy?”
“Um, no.”
Monet rolled her eyes before shaking her head.
Dahlia took Monet’s hand and walked toward a large tree with shade.
When Dahlia plopped down in front of the tree, Monet’s eyes widened.
“Miss, if you sit like that, your dress will get stained.”
“It’s okay, it’s okay. Do you want to sit too?”
When Dahlia patted the grass, Monet quietly sat down beside her.
“Do you want to eat this?”
Dahlia took out a candy from her dress pocket and offered it to Monet.
Monet’s eyes sparkled.
“May I really have this?”
“Yes. A gift of apology.”
“It’s really okay though.”
Monet blushed as if embarrassed and carefully accepted the candy.
The child who had been touching the candy wrapper with her hands held the candy preciously.
“Aren’t you going to eat it?”
“I want to savor it.”
Dahlia looked at Monet with surprise.
Even though she was a maid, she was a child working in the Imperial Palace.
Yet she was being precious about one candy?
Perhaps noticing that look, Monet explained with an embarrassed expression.
“I came from the Capital Orphanage for maid training. So I can’t eat candy like this very often.”
“I see.”
Dahlia was inwardly shocked but nodded without showing it.
She had unconsciously been caught up in prejudice. She naturally thought that since it was the Empire’s Imperial Palace, they would be selective about hiring maids too.
“Originally, orphans couldn’t enter the Imperial Palace, but after His Majesty the Emperor ascended the throne, we were given opportunities too. I’ll work hard for His Majesty the Emperor who gave us this chance.”
The girl’s eyes were filled with respect for the Emperor.
That sight overlapped with Cole. Though he had caught the Knight Commander’s eye and was now her guard knight, Cole had initially entered as a servant.
“I’ll work hard at anything for Her Majesty the Queen who gave me the opportunity to work in the palace.”
Those were the words young Cole used to say every day.
“He sounds like a good Emperor.”
“Yes, that’s right! Our Emperor is truly a wonderful person! But where did you come from, miss?”
“I came from the Kingdom of Foevern.”
“Did you come to see the Foundation Festival?”
Monet, perhaps having relaxed, asked again with curious eyes.
“Yes.”
Finding her cute, Dahlia smiled brightly.
“Is this your first time seeing the Foundation Festival?”
“Yes. This is a secret, but actually, this is my first time leaving home too.”
Monet, having heard the secret, widened her eyes and clenched both hands.
“I’ll keep your secret. Since this is your first Foundation Festival, miss, you’ll be able to have so much fun. Actually, I look forward to the Foundation Festival every year. His Majesty the Emperor gives food to the poor then. I first ate candy like this at last year’s Foundation Festival too. I was wondering if I could eat candy again at this year’s Foundation Festival. Since you gave me candy like this, miss, today must be a lucky day.”
Monet smiled innocently.
“On a lucky day, why were you crying?”
Dahlia naturally asked while stroking Monet’s brown bangs.
Then Monet carefully opened up about her feelings with a dejected face.
“Actually, you see. I don’t mind being looked down upon for being from an orphanage. But the person I serve had a hard time because of me. Someone like me, really. It was really okay. It would have ended quickly… The person I serve is truly such a kind person.”
“I see. Your caring heart for the person you serve is lovely.”
“No, it’s not.”
The child hung her head low with a face full of guilt.
Dahlia wanted to help if there was anything she could do. However, after hearing the story, she realized this was something beyond her ability to help with.
“Monet.”
“Yes.”
Monet lifted her face with a dejected expression.
“I’ll bring you candy here at this time every day. Until the Foundation Day festival, I’ll be your good luck charm.”
This was the result of thinking about how she could comfort this small child.
Monet’s eyes widened in surprise.
“No, miss.”
“So cheer up.”
“Uh…”
Tears welled up in the child’s eyes again.
“Thank you, miss…”
Dahlia smiled gently and patted Monet’s head.
* * *
As he walked down the corridor, the Pink Flower Field came into Emperor Gray’s view through the window. From deep pink to pale pink, various pink flowers bloomed in harmony.
“Were there always so many pink flowers in the garden?”
“It’s spring, isn’t it? Spring is pink.”
Oreon, who had been following behind, quickly answered.
“I see.”
As he turned his gaze away from the flower field, another pink flower field came into view.
Today she wasn’t wearing green tree leaves, but she was a bright pink color not much different from the spring flowers he had just seen.
The only difference was that she was bigger and moved around.
The Pink Flower Field Lady was sitting in the shade of a tree, chattering away with a young maid.
She had slept well on the ground, and now it seemed she could sit comfortably on any bare floor. Anyone would believe she was a commoner rather than a noble lady.
Since she’s from a branch family, did she grow up freely?
Whatever they were talking about, the Pink Flower Field Lady burst into bright laughter together with the young maid.
Annoying. She was a strangely annoying woman.
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