I Married the Terminally Ill Emperor - Chapter 113

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I Married a Terminally Ill Emperor

 

Chapter 113

 

As Ethan approached Heidi, someone blocked his path. It was Holy Knight Commander Roand.

 

“This person is a Saint recognized by His Holiness the Pope. You cannot do that, Your Majesty.”

 

Roand spoke while looking directly at the Emperor.

 

“I cannot do as I wish in my own Empire?”

 

Behind the Emperor’s brilliant smile lurked a chilling warning not to act rashly.

 

“Then I will accompany her.”

 

At his words, Heidi looked at Roand with trembling eyes. However, Roand did not take his eyes off the Emperor.

 

“What do you think is the reason I listened to the Saint’s words?”

 

“….”

 

Roand only stared at the Emperor with an indifferent expression.

 

Rather, it was the delegation representatives who heard those words that reacted.

 

Although the Saint had set the stage, it was the Emperor who had allowed it. As if finding it strange upon reflection, they all looked at the Emperor with puzzled eyes.

 

“I thought the Saint had brought some new information and allowed her to speak at this gathering. But the Saint dared to use my Empire simply to sell holy water. And yet I cannot act according to my will? Captain. Can you handle the consequences?”

 

Ice-cold anger was revealed in the Emperor’s voice.

 

“No one can imprison the Saint.”

 

The gazes of the Emperor and Roand clashed intensely in the air once again.

 

The delegation representatives from foreign countries watched their standoff with tense faces, neither willing to back down an inch.

 

Although the situation had tilted further toward the Hallen Sacred Empire due to the appearance of demon beasts, the Ruusephon Empire was also a great power.

 

If the two countries clashed like this, a more dangerous situation than the appearance of demon beasts might arise. In that case, which side should they, as small kingdoms, support?

 

It was at that moment when a precarious atmosphere hung in the hall as if a bomb might explode.

 

“Um….”

 

Dahlia, who had been quietly staying still, slightly raised her hand.

 

The gazes of both the Emperor and Roand turned toward her simultaneously.

 

“I’m hungry, so could we have breakfast first and then continue our conversation?”

 

The atmosphere that had been taut like a bowstring was released with a snap at her single remark.

 

The delegation representatives glanced around, then everyone chimed in to lighten the mood.

 

“I, I’m also very hungry.”

 

“It’s early morning, so I came out without even having a cup of tea.”

 

While people were murmuring, Dahlia quickly approached the Emperor.

 

Standing in front of the Emperor and looking up at him intently, he gestured with his eyes as if telling her to come up.

 

Dahlia hurried over to the side of the imperial throne and whispered in his ear.

 

“Your Majesty, now that we know the Hallen Sacred Empire’s intentions, how about ending this gathering quickly? The delegation representatives are anxious to return home urgently. The longer we keep those who heard about the demon beasts here, the more adverse effects it will have on the Ruusephon Empire.”

 

The Emperor raised one eyebrow and looked at her.

 

“You’re worried about my Empire, not Foevern?”

 

“I am going to be the Empress, after all.”

 

When Dahlia said that, the Emperor’s lips softened gently.

 

“The future Empress is kind.”

 

“I am quite kind indeed.”

 

Dahlia lifted her chin proudly as if showing off.

 

Finding her adorable, the Emperor couldn’t help but smile.

 

“I should listen well to the future Empress, shouldn’t I? That way the future husband will be loved too.”

 

When the Emperor whispered in her ear so only she could hear, Dahlia’s earlobes turned red.

 

Looking at her with satisfaction, he turned his head and looked at the delegation representatives.

 

“Except for the people from the Hallen Sacred Empire, you may all disperse now.”

 

As if they had been waiting for those words, the representatives hurriedly greeted the Emperor and rushed out.

 

Rayen left after greeting Dahlia with a nod, and lastly Princess Tiara departed while watching them with curious eyes.

 

“Princess, thank you for your help.”

 

“Oh, I was really hungry…”

 

As Dahlia trailed off, a smile also appeared on Roand’s lips.

 

A chill settled in the Saint’s red eyes as she noticed this.

 

“I was wondering why Your Majesty was rushing the marriage, but seeing the Princess being so honest even in a setting like this, I understand now.”

 

It was a sarcastic remark about how she could honestly say she was hungry in a diplomatic setting with foreign delegations present.

 

At this, the Emperor and Roand’s expressions instantly hardened.

 

However, Dahlia smiled as if embarrassed and nodded her head.

 

“That’s right. I’m quite honest.”

 

At her unaffected response, both the Emperor and Roand pressed their lips together tightly as if trying to hold back laughter.

 

The Saint looked at Dahlia with an incredulous expression.

 

Then, the Emperor stared at the Saint with a cold face.

 

“Saint. I have not yet decided what to do with you. I will not confine you, but I will not overlook any more reckless behavior.”

 

“I will keep that in mind.”

 

The Saint bowed her head and answered gently.

 

“Let’s go.”

 

“Yes.”

 

When the Emperor extended his hand to Dahlia, she placed her hand on top of his as if it were natural.

 

Roand watched the two of them leave together harmoniously with a stoic expression until the end. Heidi bit her lips and stared at his back.

 

Why is he looking at the Princess?

 

She had never seen him gaze at another woman for so long like that.

 

Roand soon turned his gaze toward her.

 

“Saint, I shall escort you.”

 

“Yes, Captain.”

 

Heidi extended her hand to him as if asking for an escort.

 

However, Roand looked down at her white hand, then turned his head and walked out first.

 

Watching his cold retreating figure, a sticky greed appeared and disappeared in Heidi’s eyes.

 

* * *

 

Roand entered the office he was temporarily using.

 

Seeing Heidi following him in, he gave an order to his adjutant before closing the door.

 

“Don’t let anyone come near this place.”

 

“Yes.”

 

The adjutant bowed his head and stood guard in front of the door.

 

Roand drew all the curtains at the window, then pointed with his eyes to the most secluded corner.

 

Heidi obediently went and stood there.

 

“Heidi.”

 

Roand’s blue eyes held a cold aura as he looked down at her.

 

“I greet the Captain.”

 

Heidi gave the greeting from her days as a Holy Knight.

 

“You who were a Holy Knight have appeared as a Saint. How long have you been preparing for this?”

 

“It’s been 2 years.”

 

Roand watched her standing before him while recalling Heidi who had suddenly disappeared 2 years ago. The timing matched when she had vanished.

 

She had short blonde hair and wielded her sword more enthusiastically than anyone.

 

Her divine power was also outstanding, to the point where there were rumors among the Holy Knights that she would be the next Sword Master.

 

But then she suddenly disappeared without a word. Without leaving even a simple note.

 

As Captain, he had tried to find her, but couldn’t discover any traces anywhere.

 

To think the Pope had been hiding her and raising her as a Saint.

 

“You’re not the real Saint. You know that, don’t you?”

 

“Yes. I know. I will temporarily be the Saint until the real Saint appears.”

 

She spoke as if giving a report, returning to her speech pattern from her knight days.

 

“What benefit do you get from quitting being a Holy Knight and becoming a fake Saint?”

 

Heidi slowly raised her head and stared at her former superior who was sharply interrogating her.

 

“Heidi. If you perform your duties as Saint well, I will arrange for you to marry Roand.”

 

“But, Your Holiness. Saints cannot marry, can they?”

 

“Yes, that’s right. But you’re only temporary, aren’t you? When the real Saint appears, your role will end. After that, I’ll arrange a grand wedding between you and Roand.”

 

“…I will do it.”

 

“Good. Hahaha.”

 

The Pope’s laughter seemed to echo in her ears.

 

Heidi looked at the man she loved with a confident smile.

 

She had loved him from the moment she first met him. She had applied to the Holy Knights Order for the sole reason of wanting to be close to him.

 

There was no one in the Holy Knights Order who didn’t know her feelings. Even the Pope in the highest position knew of her blind love for him.

 

But just one person. Only the man before her eyes didn’t know her heart. Or perhaps he was pretending not to know.

 

However, he was Roand Ophilian. He wouldn’t disobey the words of the Pope who had bestowed a surname upon him.

 

“There is a very great benefit for me. Please treat me as a Saint from now on. Captain.”

 

Heidi faced him boldly with the saintly smile she had refined over 2 years.

 

* * *

 

“It’s been a while since I’ve contacted you, Your Holiness.”

 

– You’ve been quite out of touch lately, you must have been very busy, Marchioness.

 

The two people, with the communication device between them, drew pleasant smiles while hiding their true intentions.

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