I Married the Terminally Ill Emperor - Chapter 3

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I Married a Terminally Ill Emperor

Chapter 3

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Annie gently brushed the princess’s luxuriously curled pink hair with a large comb.

Skin so white it was almost transparent, large round eyes, mysterious pupils that harmoniously blended light sky blue and purple, plump pink lips that swelled softly.

Beautiful and lovely Princess Dahlia, like a fairy from the forest, was reflected in the mirror.

The princess’s eyes, which had been filled with worry for some time, sparkled with life for the first time in a while.

Using the mold as an excuse to force her to take walks and calling Princess Rose to the Star Palace had indeed been the right choice.

“Princess, but why are you suddenly asking me to dress you up?”

Annie’s crimson eyes showed a puzzled expression.

“Annie. In the current empire, who is the unmarried emperor named Gray?”

Without answering her question, the princess threw out an unexpected question instead.

“There’s only His Majesty the Emperor of Ruusephon Empire.”

“Isn’t there anyone else besides him?”

“No. Why are you asking about that?”

“His Majesty the Emperor of Ruusephon Empire needs to get married.”

Dahlia made a determined expression.

“Are you saying that you want to marry His Majesty the Emperor right now, Princess?”

Annie’s eyes widened as she stopped brushing and stared intently at the princess’s face reflected in the mirror.

“What? Why would I?”

The princess looked surprised as their eyes met in the mirror.

“You just said so. That His Majesty the Emperor needs to get married.”

“Right. Not me, but His Majesty the Emperor needs to get married!”

“Whether he gets married or not, why should you worry about that, Princess?”

“Then who should worry about it?”

“I think the citizens of that empire should worry about it.”

Annie faithfully answered the princess’s question, but the princess pretended not to hear her words and repeated the same thing as if making a vow to herself.

“I’m going to get His Majesty the Emperor married quickly!”

“Ah, yes.”

Lovely Princess Dahlia was sometimes eccentric. No, often.

Was it because she hadn’t met people since childhood and only stayed at the Star Palace? Is our princess’s social skills really okay like this?

While earnestly worrying about the princess inwardly, Annie moved the comb again.

“So please do a hairstyle that looks more charismatic, intelligent, and makes every word I say drip with credibility.”

“There’s no such hairstyle.”

Annie shook her head firmly.

“Why give up before even starting? If you don’t give up, a way will open up!”

Annie nodded half-heartedly with an expression that said she had a lot to say but wouldn’t, and focused on her work.

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Dahlia headed toward the King’s office, taking in the portraits hanging on the walls.

On the left wall of the corridor covered with red carpet hung portraits of kings throughout the generations, while portraits of queens hung on the right wall.

Then her steps came to a complete stop in front of the portrait at the very end.

Unlike the other portraits, this one showed the King and Queen sitting together side by side.

‘Father. Mother.’

It had been a long time since she’d seen them, as she hadn’t come to the Main Palace.

Father had been consumed with grief over Mother’s sudden death and passed away from illness not long after, leaving behind a will asking to be painted together in the portrait.

Dahlia’s gaze touched her mother’s face.

She seemed to faintly hear again the words her mother had said long ago.

“Dahlia. This is a secret, but the ability you have is a blessing from God.”

Dahlia quietly moved her lips while looking at the portrait.

“Mother. That was a lie. I couldn’t protect you. But this time will be different. I will definitely protect everyone.”

Dahlia made a vow to the portrait and slowly moved her steps.

Arriving at the King’s office, Dahlia faced the Chief Chamberlain standing in front of the door.

“Princess Dahlia, it’s been a long time.”

The Chief Chamberlain gave her a warm smile. The Chief Chamberlain, whom she didn’t see often, seemed to grow more generous each time she saw him.

“It’s been a while, Chief Chamberlain. Are you healthy?”

“Yes. I’m always healthy. Please wait just a moment. I’ll inform His Majesty right away.”

“Okay. Please do.”

The Chief Chamberlain politely knocked on the door.

At the sound of knocking, King Cain, who had been conversing with the Foreign Minister, turned his gaze toward the door.

The heavy door opened quietly, revealing both the Chief Chamberlain standing to one side and his younger sister Dahlia.

Cain took in the sight of both of them and unconsciously dropped the quill pen he was holding.

A cool wind blew through his chest.

…It’s exactly like that day.

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Knock knock knock.

Cain, who had finished preparing for bed, opened the door at the sudden knocking sound.

Looking down, his young sister Dahlia stood in front of the door with a pale face, wearing sky blue pajamas.

“Dahlia?”

Dahlia hurriedly entered the room, slammed the door shut with a bang, and leaned her back against it. No, she looked as if she was blocking the door.

“What’s wrong at this late hour? Did you sneak out to the Main Palace again without Mother knowing?”

When he spoke to her kindly, the terrified Dahlia squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head.

“Dahlia?”

Seeing his sister’s unusual state, he called the child carefully.

Dahlia cautiously opened her tightly closed eyes. Her mysterious pupils, mixed with sky blue and purple, were filled with fear.

“Brother…”

“Yes, tell me. Did you have a scary dream?”

“Please don’t let the Chief Chamberlain come.”

“What?”

“Please don’t let the Chief Chamberlain open this door.”

Tears welling up in Dahlia’s large eyes fell drop by drop and soaked into the carpet.

Cain knelt on one knee in front of Dahlia and gently stroked the child’s head.

“Dahlia, don’t worry. The Chief Chamberlain has no reason to come to my room at this hour.”

“Really? You promise?”

“Yes.”

The terrified Dahlia finally looked relieved and raised her pinky finger, as if asking him to promise.

It was the moment when Cain smiled kindly and was about to link his finger with the child’s pinky.

Bang bang! Suddenly, rough knocking sounds came from the door.

“Your Highness! Your Highness!”

It was the Chief Chamberlain’s voice.

Cain’s gaze naturally turned toward Dahlia. The child, pale as a sheet, covered both ears and trembled all over.

“…No. The Chief Chamberlain can’t come. Brother, don’t open the door. Please….”

“Your Highness, excuse me.”

The Chief Chamberlain opened the door and entered before he could stop him.

Seeing him and Dahlia together, the Chief Chamberlain could be seen biting his lips.

Dahlia looked up at the Chief Chamberlain with a dazed expression.

The child whispered low as if being strangled. It was a voice only audible to his ears, standing right in front of Dahlia.

“Brother, I had a dream. The Chief Chamberlain says Mother is dead. In the dream… I saw it….”

“Your Highness, Your Highness the Princess…. Her Majesty the Queen has passed away.”

The Chief Chamberlain announced Mother’s death in a sorrowful voice.

Upon hearing the Chief Chamberlain’s words, Dahlia collapsed like a puppet with severed strings.

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“Your Majesty the King. Princess Dahlia has come to visit.”

“I see. Tell her to come in.”

“Yes.”

Cain gestured to Foreign Minister Rayen who was standing beside the desk.

“Let’s postpone the report for a bit.”

“Yes. Understood.”

Rayen bowed his head.

“I greet Your Majesty the King.”

Dahlia, who entered the office, greeted him properly and then raised her face.

The young King Cain Foevern, with dark reddish hair and deep violet eyes, whose slightly downturned eye corners made him look kind with his handsome appearance.

She could see him carefully examining her complexion.

“Dahlia. Are you feeling alright?”

“Yes. I apologize for not greeting you during this time.”

“Your Highness, it’s been a while.”

Rayen greeted Dahlia warmly upon seeing her.

Dahlia also responded with a smile while looking at both of them.

“It’s been a while, Foreign Minister. It’s good that you’re both here together. I’d like both of you to hear what I have to say.”

At Dahlia’s resolute gaze, Cain’s eyes shook as if struck by an earthquake.

“Dahlia, is something wrong?”

Cain stared at her intently with a worried expression.

In response, Dahlia took a deep breath and slowly parted her pink lips.

“I would like to accompany the Founding Day Celebration Embassy going to the Ruusephon Empire this time.”

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