I Married the Terminally Ill Emperor - Chapter 55
—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————
I Married a Terminally Ill Emperor
Chapter 55
* * *
Dahlia visited the Emperor’s Garden for the first time in a while, following Lemon’s guidance.
However, unlike before, Annie and Cole followed behind her.
“I greet Your Majesty the Emperor.”
He looked up from reading reports while sitting in a chair at the garden table.
“What brings you here?”
“Our promise. I can meet Your Majesty whenever I want. You may use that hourglass.”
Dahlia approached closer and pointed to the hourglass placed on his table.
“Very well.”
The Emperor flipped the hourglass with a snap. Fine sand began trickling down smoothly.
That’s when it happened.
“Princess!”
When Cole called urgently from behind, Dahlia turned her head.
“What?”
“We can’t enter here.”
Annie answered instead of Cole, pointing at the empty space ahead with bewildered eyes.
“That can’t be. I came in just fine.”
“That’s exactly it. You entered, Princess, but we can’t get in as if there’s something blocking us.”
“Come on, stop joking around…”
Annie picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the air. The stone bounced right back and fell to the ground.
“Did you see that?”
Dahlia was surprised and went back to them, then entered inside again.
“I can do it though.”
“Princess, please let us in too.”
“I don’t know how to do that either.”
When Dahlia turned around with pleading eyes for help, she could see the Emperor leaning back leisurely in his chair, watching them.
“The Princess will be safe. Originally, no one can enter this place without my permission.”
At the Emperor’s words, Annie and Cole looked at each other.
Since it was a space that couldn’t be entered without the Emperor’s permission, they couldn’t insist that he let them in. Since even a small stone bounced off, they could confirm with their own eyes that it was safe.
The two people quickly reached an agreement through eye contact and gave up cleanly, instead positioning themselves where they could see the table clearly.
“Your Majesty, when did you give me permission?”
Dahlia looked around the garden with curiosity, then approached the Emperor and asked.
“I never gave permission.”
“What? Then how did I get in?”
Dahlia’s eyes became like a surprised rabbit’s as she looked around frantically. There was nothing blocking her path.
“That’s exactly what I mean. I’m curious too about how you can enter.”
The Emperor’s eyebrow rose crookedly.
“I just could enter though?”
Dahlia looked up at the sky with a confused expression.
Come to think of it, not a single bird passed over this garden. Except for Lemon, who was sitting leisurely on that tree grooming its feathers.
How can Lemon and I enter?
“On the day we first met, that’s why I experimented.”
“Ah, so that’s why you made me go back and forth that day.”
Dahlia finally realized why the Emperor had made her do that back-and-forth exercise.
“Princess, time is passing.”
The Emperor gestured toward the hourglass.
“Right. Your Majesty, excuse me for a moment.”
Dahlia pulled a chair over and sat right next to the Emperor.
The Emperor raised one eyebrow and watched her quietly.
After taking a deep breath, Dahlia lifted his hand with a reverent expression and gently placed it over her own hand.
His hand was so large that her hand wasn’t even visible.
“What… are you doing?”
The Emperor looked down at their overlapped hands and asked in an incredulous tone.
Dahlia watched the Emperor’s hand intently to check if any allergic reaction would occur.
Is there a reaction or not? Does it need time?
“Your Majesty, do you know? I didn’t really like bananas.”
The Emperor listened silently to her sudden confession.
“But as I kept eating them, I started to like them.”
Dahlia smiled brightly and looked up. The Emperor gestured as if telling her to continue.
“You get hives when you touch women, right? But touching me is fine, isn’t it? I think it’s because I don’t like Your Majesty. By touching me like this, you’re building immunity to women! Then, just like how I came to like bananas, Your Majesty will come to like women too!”
She gestured toward their overlapped hands and smiled proudly.
“If I build immunity to women?”
“You’ll get married.”
“The Princess certainly speaks rudely without any filter.”
The Emperor removed their overlapped hands and showed her the hourglass that had run out of time.
“Time’s up already. Well then, I’ll see you again.”
Dahlia left her seat without any lingering attachment.
Left alone in the garden, Gray unconsciously looked at his own hand, feeling the soft sensation remaining on his palm. When a cool breeze from somewhere tried to steal away the warmth remaining on his palm, he unconsciously clenched his fist tightly.
Realizing his strange behavior, Gray hardened his expression and immediately picked up documents as if shaking off any lingering feelings. However, one hand still remained clenched in a fist.
* * *
While Dahlia and Annie were having tea in the reception room, they heard a knock-knock sound.
When a maid opened the door, Hart appeared with both arms spread wide, making a loud entrance.
“Oh my, oh my, oh my! Princess Dahlia! You were a princess, not just a young lady! My goodness!”
“Hart, welcome.”
At Hart’s noisy voice upon her dramatic entrance, Dahlia smiled warmly in greeting.
“Aww. I don’t know, I don’t know! Only I didn’t know!”
“No. Everyone didn’t know.”
When Dahlia soothed her gently, Hart’s eyes sparkled as she stared intently at her.
“I thought something was unusual every time I saw you, Princess. Like, your aura.”
Dahlia burst into clear laughter.
“Everyone’s overestimating me too much, aren’t they?”
“Oh my, oh my, oh my. That can’t be. You’re the most beautiful young lady I’ve ever seen.”
“Thank you.”
Knock-knock. When another knock was heard, Hart quickly opened the door.
There stood Tiara, emanating a cold atmosphere.
“Your Highness the Princess?”
Tiara entered silently and sat across from Dahlia as if it were her designated seat, before even being invited to sit.
“I’ll tell you in advance. I don’t like bitter tea.”
Annie asked Tiara with calm eyes.
“Shall I bring you cocoa?”
Tiara nodded silently with a haughty expression.
When Annie glanced at Hart standing beside her, Hart poked at a maid near the door. Unable to withstand Hart’s pressure, the maid left the reception room to fetch cocoa.
Annie narrowed her eyes and stared intently at Hart, who met her gaze and smiled innocently with a pure expression.
“Why did you suddenly reveal that she’s a princess? It puts me in a difficult position.”
Tiara grumbled with dissatisfaction.
“I revealed my identity, so why would that put Your Imperial Highness in a difficult position?”
Dahlia looked at the Imperial Princess with a puzzled expression.
“Because the princess has completely captured my muscle-brained brother’s attention.”
“Ah…”
Dahlia set down her teacup with an expression that said what she’d been expecting had come. How the Krzea Empire would react was an important variable after all.
“You should thank me.”
Tiara lifted her chin and looked down arrogantly.
“Pardon?”
“I told him the princess is my friend. So that muscle-brain hesitated a bit.”
“I’m Your Imperial Highness’s friend?”
“Aren’t you? We agreed to be friends.”
Tiara asked back with an expression that said she found it absurd.
Annie, who had been quietly sitting nearby, spoke while drinking her tea.
“That was a one-sided promise. And the princess doesn’t remember it.”
Tiara’s head whipped around toward Annie.
“Why not?”
Annie silently looked at Dahlia with calm eyes.
Dahlia met Annie’s gaze and smiled bitterly.
Ah, that time.
Dahlia had gaps in her childhood memories.
On the day she fainted in her brother’s room and woke up, she had even forgotten her mother’s death. Only later did she remember her mother’s death again and cry out in anguish.
So she didn’t try hard to recover the forgotten memories.
—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
