I Married the Terminally Ill Emperor - Chapter 119
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I Married a Terminally Ill Emperor
Chapter 119
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Emperor’s Office.
As Mary entered through the door opened by the servant, Ethan and Oreon briefly bowed and left the office.
Mary approached the Emperor sitting at his desk and greeted him politely.
“I greet Emperor Gray.”
“Marchioness. Please sit.”
Mary carefully sat in the chair the Emperor pointed to.
She had been nervous when suddenly summoned, but the Emperor’s face looked no different than usual.
Then why on earth had he called for her?
“You visited the Princess?”
“Yes. I visited the Princess wanting to help with wedding preparations, but Your Majesty summoned me urgently so I couldn’t ask her anything.”
Mary suppressed her laughter inwardly. So he had urgently summoned her because of her visit to the Princess.
The way he protected the Princess made it seem like he had truly fallen in love. If the Emperor truly loved the Princess, then she had even more reason to hypnotize her.
But then it happened.
“Marchioness, what do you think about hypnosis?”
Her face, which had always worn a smile when dealing with the Emperor, hardened for the first time.
What did he just say?
She stared blankly at the Emperor, but his expression remained calm.
Had she misheard?
Mary forced herself to regain composure and raised the corners of her mouth. She could feel her lips trembling, but she forced them up even more.
She had deceived all the Previous Emperors until now. She couldn’t crumble here.
“I don’t quite understand what you mean.”
“Hypnosis. Don’t you know about hypnosis?”
“Of course I know about hypnosis. But I don’t understand why you’re asking about it.”
“That can’t be. I heard the Marchioness is an expert in hypnosis.”
The Emperor smiled brightly.
Mary also smiled, following the Emperor’s lead. Whatever the Emperor knew, she had to believe and say she wasn’t involved. Just as she had done until now.
“That’s not true. I don’t know who is trying to slander me before Your Majesty.”
“Bring him in.”
As soon as the Emperor spoke, a man with bound hands and covered eyes was dragged in by Ethan.
“I was wrong. Please forgive me…”
When Ethan removed the cloth covering his eyes, the man squinted as if the light was too bright, then soon raised his head.
The man looked around, spotted the Emperor, widened his eyes, and immediately pressed his head to the ground.
“I greet Emperor Gray!”
The Emperor ignored his greeting and only watched the Marchioness.
The Marchioness also met the Emperor’s eyes without changing her expression, as if she couldn’t hear the commotion beside her.
“Marchioness, do you know this author?”
Only then did the Marchioness’s gaze briefly glance at the trembling middle-aged man beside her before returning to its original position.
“He’s someone I don’t know.”
“Really? This is the man we found in the secret room in the Marchioness’s study.”
“A thief must have broken in.”
“Is that so?”
The Emperor, wearing a bright smile, turned his gaze to the man.
“Then let me ask you. Do you know the Marchioness?”
The middle-aged man glanced at the Marchioness, then shook his head with a frightened expression.
“I, I cannot say.”
“Not that you don’t know, but that you cannot say…”
The Emperor’s words trailed off lengthily.
“Why can’t you say?”
“…I don’t want to die.”
The middle-aged man answered with fearful eyes.
“I saw the secret journal you wrote.”
When the Emperor picked up the journal placed on the desk, the Marchioness’s eyes widened in surprise, then she glared at the kneeling man with reproachful eyes.
“Writing by hand seems to be fine?”
“…Yes.”
The man answered while bowing his head deeply, avoiding the Marchioness’s gaze as much as possible.
“Looking at this journal, you did everything – Silvia’s messenger, approaching the Palace’s Stable Master, attacking the hunting tournament. You must have been very busy.”
The Emperor spoke to the man while keeping his gaze fixed on the Marchioness.
“I only followed orders…”
“Right. The one who gave those orders, the person written here – you can’t speak of them?”
“…No.”
The Marchioness maintained her upright posture and did not avoid the Emperor’s gaze.
“Would the Marchioness care to tell us? Who is the one who gave orders that this man speaks of, the person written in this journal?”
“I don’t know.”
The Marchioness answered with a calm expression.
“How admirable indeed. This is how you could deceive for all those years. Are you putting yourself under hypnosis even now? I know nothing?”
The Emperor looked at her with cold eyes.
“Your Majesty, I truly don’t know what you’re talking about.”
The Emperor’s chilly gaze moved down to the kneeling man.
Ethan drew his sword as if he had been waiting and aimed it at the back of his neck.
“Speak here and now whose orders they were. The one who commanded you dreamed of treason. Treason is punishable by death for three generations. If you speak now, your family will be pardoned.”
The middle-aged man’s head shot up.
“Is that really true?”
“Yes.”
The middle-aged man stopped trembling and straightened his back. His face, prepared for death, even showed traces of solemnity.
“The person who gave me all the orders is Marchioness Mary Sondo.”
At that moment, the mountain man’s eyes became momentarily hazy, and he burst the poison that had been lodged between his teeth.
The mountain man collapsed to the side.
The office was enveloped in silence.
When the Emperor gestured to Ethan, Ethan took the dead mountain man and left the office.
“Do you still know nothing?”
“Yes. This is unjust.”
“When there’s someone who testified and died like this?”
“It’s someone’s false accusation. Your Majesty, why are you doing this to me? How could I be guilty of treason?”
“There’s another witness too.”
“Since someone I don’t even know is falsely accusing me, that person must be the real culprit. It’s all that person’s scheme.”
“It’s Arban.”
She, who had been consistently claiming injustice, froze momentarily.
“That, that can’t be.”
“Why? Because you put that child under hypnosis too? But it wasn’t perfect. Isn’t that right?”
“Arban is currently not in his right mind due to mental illness. To believe the words of such a child and accuse me of treason. Please hold a trial. I’ll prove myself there.”
A cold smile appeared on Gray’s lips. Even in this situation, her efforts to buy time were admirable.
“Marchioness. If you had been born a man, you surely would have become a better emperor than the previous ones.”
At those words, her eyes turned venomous. Soon she grinned cruelly with gleaming eyes.
“Treason is only possible when the emperor is alive.”
At her confident attitude, Gray gazed at her with a calm expression.
“You, who are smarter than the Previous Emperor, couldn’t become emperor simply because you’re a woman. Then shouldn’t we give Viviana more opportunities?”
The Marchioness glared at him for a long while, then slowly parted her lips.
“…Viviana isn’t my bloodline, is she?”
Gray laughed aloud at her words.
“How are you different from the Previous Emperors? Being obsessed with that bloodline and sons.”
“If you’re going to die soon anyway, did you have to interfere with future generations’ affairs like this?”
“Grandfather really cherished his daughter. To the point of revealing even the curse that befalls only emperors.”
“Future affairs should be left to future gener-”
Gray coldly cut off her words.
“Viviana will die because of your greed, and I can’t allow that.”
“I promise. I absolutely won’t lay a finger on Viviana.”
She spoke desperately.
She had to buy time. To do that, she could make any promise.
“After already using Silvia, do you think I’d believe those words?”
“Silvia did that because of her own greed. I just told that child to make her grow up as a child who couldn’t do anything.”
“The evidence seems sufficient.”
At his words, Mary’s eyes widened.
When the Emperor moved the book that had been standing on the desk, a vision orb became visible.
“…You’re not planning to send this to trial.”
“The crime of attempting to kill Imperial Family members is subject to summary judgment.”
Her trembling was brief, and she suddenly began appealing to his emotions with tears welling up in her eyes.
“Arban…. Please let me meet my son Arban just once. I want to ask for his forgiveness. Give me just one last chance.”
If she died like this, it would truly be the end.
She just needed to say one word to her son.
The Emperor’s death in the future was already predetermined anyway, and if Arban would just change his mind, it wouldn’t be difficult for him to suppress Viviana and become Emperor.
“Arban no longer wishes to see you.”
“That can’t be true. Please let me see my son just once!”
“Ethan.”
“Yes.”
Ethan entered and dragged her out.
A few hours later, news that shook the Imperial Capital arrived.
The Marchioness had been executed for the crime of attempting to assassinate a member of the Imperial Family.
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