I Married the Terminally Ill Emperor - Chapter 11
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I Married a Terminally Ill Emperor
Chapter 11
She was a strangely irritating woman.
It was probably because he hadn’t found the answer yet.
He just needed to figure out why that woman was able to enter the Emperor’s Garden.
At that moment, when the maid turned her head, her face came into full view.
‘Why is that maid there?’
Emperor Gray’s coldly cooled gaze lingered on the maid before falling away.
“What are you looking at?”
“Nothing. Let’s go.”
Emperor Gray blocked Oreon’s glancing gaze from behind and took the lead again as they walked.
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Before she knew it, the sun had set and the Imperial Palace was gradually being dyed in golden light.
“Sigh.”
Dahlia looked up at the sky and let out a deep sigh before moving her steps again.
Getting distracted by chatting with Monet and losing track of Lemon had been the root of the problem. If she couldn’t return by this late hour, Annie would surely scold her.
How could there not be a single person passing by in this vast Imperial Palace?
No matter how much she looked around here and there, all the paths looked similar, and she felt like she kept going in circles around the same places.
She knew she was directionally challenged, but wasn’t this a bit too much?
Dahlia blamed herself while deliberately putting more strength into her shoulders that were about to droop.
I’ll find my way back no matter what!
Just as she steeled her resolve and took a spirited step forward, she spotted a familiar face in the distance.
“Your Imperial Majesty!”
Although they had only met once, meeting someone she knew when lost made her so happy she nearly teared up.
With her face brightening, Dahlia ran excitedly toward him. But she failed to watch the ground and tripped over a stone.
“Ah.”
What was needed at this moment?
The breakfall technique.
Dahlia quickly executed the breakfall technique Cole had taught her with her body.
Her shoulder grazed the ground, and her back and waist rolled on the earth with perfect form. Then, flowing like water, she brought her knees up and sprang to her feet.
Phew, she wasn’t hurt.
Clap clap clap.
At the sound of applause from somewhere, she looked up with a puzzled expression to see a large hand before her eyes.
Looking further up, the Captain of the Guard was awkwardly extending his hand, apparently having tried to help her.
The Captain of the Guard’s deep navy blue eyes wavered awkwardly as they met her gaze.
Dahlia smiled brightly and bowed her head slightly.
“Thank you.”
The man nodded curtly with a stoic expression and quietly stepped back.
Meanwhile, the red-haired man standing behind the Emperor clapped his hands again in admiration.
“That was magnificent.”
“It was nothing special.”
Though she answered modestly, Dahlia was secretly proud that her breakfall technique had been recognized.
I should go brag to Cole about this.
Dahlia, who had been grinning, locked eyes with the Emperor.
He was staring at her with his fists clenched and a somewhat displeased look in his eyes.
Did I do something wrong?
“I greet Your Imperial Majesty.”
Dahlia quickly bowed with the feeling of voluntarily paying taxes.
Then the red-haired man spoke up instead.
“Truly magnificent. How could a young lady in a dress perform such a technique—”
She could see the Captain of the Guard strongly elbowing the red-haired man in the ribs.
“Ugh. Why?”
Ignoring the commotion happening behind him, the Emperor looked her over once.
“The young lady has been to the flower garden again.”
“Pardon?”
Dahlia asked back with a puzzled face, but he glanced briefly at her hair before changing the subject.
“More importantly, young lady. Didn’t you say you were an of.fi.cial diplomat?”
Flustered, Dahlia drew in a breath and smiled awkwardly with her eyes.
“Yes. I am an official diplomat.”
“Yet every time I see you, you always seem to have leisure time.”
“I do tend to be told I’m rather leisurely—”
She was trying to answer as seriously as possible when the Emperor cut off her words mid-sentence.
“That was a figurative jab.”
At the Emperor’s cool tone, Dahlia slowly lowered her eyes.
So he was being sarcastic? I suppose emperors speak in roundabout ways.
Dahlia raised her head and responded nonchalantly.
“Ah, I see. But it’s true that I am leisurely and idle.”
“Pfft.”
Huh? She could see the red-haired man behind the Emperor hastily covering his mouth. The Captain of the Guard beside him also had his jaw muscles bulging as if he were gritting his teeth.
Wait? Shouldn’t diplomats be leisurely and idle?
“Right. So what is this leisurely, idle diplomat doing here instead of working? Is it because you’re from a branch family of the Foreign Minister’s family?”
The Emperor’s cool interrogation continued.
Dahlia carefully gauged the Emperor’s mood while racking her brain.
I need to show a diplomatic side.
“I was in the middle of working.”
“What kind of work?”
“Assessing the Empire’s atmosphere and learning things that could benefit the Kingdom—”
“So— are you openly telling the Emperor that you’re conducting espionage activities against the Empire? Is that a declaration of war?”
The Emperor cut off her words mid-sentence with a brilliant smile that created dimples.
“What? A declaration of war? No. All I’ve seen so far is just the Imperial Palace’s landscaping.”
Dahlia poured out her words rapidly with a bewildered expression.
Espionage activities? Once she got the Emperor married, she wouldn’t even set foot in this Empire.
The Emperor’s gaze fell on her aggrieved expression.
“Young lady, you’re too green.”
“What kind of smell am I giving off?”
Dahlia buried her nose in her sleeve and sniffed. But there was no smell at all.
“It’s a figurative way of saying you show signs of inexperience—”
“—You’re making a jab. It’s true that I’m starting work for the first time.”
Dahlia quickly picked up where he left off.
One of Emperor Gray’s eyebrows shot up.
Whatever he said just bounced right off her. What kind of woman was this?
Emperor Gray turned around at the vibrations he felt from behind.
Oreon was covering his mouth with both hands and his shoulders were shaking, while Ethan had an expressionless face but was gripping his sword so tightly that his tendons were bulging.
If he continued dealing with this woman, he felt like he’d get swept up in her pace.
“So why did you call me over as I was passing by?”
Her eyes sparkled and glittered as if stars had been embedded in them.
“Ah! It’s because of the promise you made last time.”
“Promise?”
“You said that if I granted your request, Your Majesty would also grant mine. You left in a hurry saying you had a meeting then.”
“Ah, that’s right.”
“May I make my request now?”
“Go ahead.”
“Please meet with me just three times!”
Dahlia gave the Emperor the most gentle smile she could manage.
If they met about three times, wouldn’t she become somewhat closer to the Emperor?
If she suddenly told the Emperor to hurry up and marry someone, she’d obviously be treated like a crazy woman.
So she planned to build a friendship with the Emperor, find out what type of woman he liked, and naturally arrange meetings.
Meanwhile, Gray’s gaze turned coldly distant.
He thought she might be different since she was an unusual woman, but as expected.
What women wanted from him was always just one thing.
Himself.
He had eyes too, so he knew he possessed outstanding looks. Add to that the power of being Emperor and inexhaustible wealth.
The women who had persistently followed him around since childhood were countless. The women the Previous Emperor had secretly placed in his bedroom numbered in the hundreds as well.
Naturally, his aversion to women grew stronger and stronger.
How was he any different from a stud horse? Now he felt uncomfortable and uneasy whenever he met women.
So how could he possibly get married? Just touching a woman made his stomach churn and made him feel like vomiting. In severe cases, he even developed hives.
Then Gray momentarily stopped his thoughts.
And turned his gaze back to the Pink Flower Field Lady before him.
‘Come to think of it, why can I have a normal conversation with this woman?’
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So funny too!!! I love this novel!!!