I Married the Terminally Ill Emperor - Chapter 6
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I Married a Terminally Ill Emperor
Chapter 6
We’ve met somewhere before.
Dahlia tilted her head in thought. She was certain this was their first meeting, yet this bird claimed to have met her before.
Could it be mistaking her for someone who looked similar?
“Aren’t you confusing me with someone else? I’m really seeing you for the first time.”
Chirp chirp chirp.
The bird shook its head as if to say no, then began shedding tears drop by drop again. It was a bird with remarkably quick emotional changes, getting angry one moment and crying the next.
“Oh dear, I’m sorry. Don’t cry. How about we become real acquaintances starting today?”
At that, the bird plopped down on her palm and began wailing loudly, beating the ground with one wing.
Chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp.
Since the bird seemed to be crying too much, Dahlia poured water into a plate on the table and offered it to the bird.
“Drink some water.”
The bird, apparently thirsty, sipped the water.
Looking at the bird’s behavior, it really does seem like we know each other. Why can’t I remember such an amazing bird that understands human speech?
Ah, maybe I saw it when I was young? I do have some missing memories from my childhood.
But the Ruusephon Empire and the Kingdom of Foevern are three weeks apart even by carriage, so how did this small bird travel back and forth? Is it a migratory bird?
Dahlia continued stroking the bird’s small head to help it calm down.
“Then, shall we become friends to commemorate our reunion?”
Chirp chirp.
The bird nodded as if pleased.
“Good. Then I can’t keep calling you bird, so I’ll give you a name.”
The bird’s red eyes trembled with a look that seemed to say “surely not.”
However, Dahlia was too absorbed in thinking of a name to notice.
“How about Lemonnardochickaramusjeranio? I combined all the names of my favorite romance novel protagonists!”
The bird covered its face with both wings as if it had expected this.
“You like it?”
Chirp chirp chirp.
The bird lifted its head with an innocent look and shook its head, but Dahlia liked the name so much that she pretended not to see the bird’s reaction.
“Then Lemonnardochickaramusjeranio. Are we friends now?”
Chirp chirp.
The bird nodded as if it had no choice.
Dahlia found this adorable and stroked the bird’s soft head again with her index finger. The fluffy texture was quite addictive.
Just then, Annie opened the door and entered, narrowing her eyes as she looked at her.
“Lady Lia. What are you doing?”
“Hm?”
“Why are you wiggling your finger at thin air?”
Dahlia stopped her hand that had been stroking the bird.
“What did you say?”
The faithful maid Annie repeated the same question without changing a single word, just as Dahlia wanted.
“Why are you wiggling your finger at thin air?”
Dahlia looked back and forth between the bird and Annie with a bewildered expression.
“Annie, you can’t see Lemonnardochickaramusjeranio?”
“I already told you when you were nine that imaginary friends don’t exist.”
When Annie spoke with a cold expression, Dahlia waved her hands with an aggrieved look.
“That was a childhood story. That’s not what’s important—you really can’t see this bird? Lemonnardochickaramusjeranio.”
Dahlia placed the bird back on her palm and held it out to Annie as if showing it off.
Lemonnardochickaramusjeranio chirped on her palm as if mocking.
Annie looked carefully at Dahlia’s palm with a cautious gaze.
“There’s a bird there?”
“Yes. You really can’t see it?”
“No. But wasn’t your imaginary friend when you were nine named Sweetcheesecakeurbanbasque? Do you always have to name your imaginary friends like that, Lady Dahlia?”
Annie frowned and let out a big sigh.
“Why?”
When Dahlia tilted her head and asked, Annie looked at her as if asking if she really didn’t know.
“They’re long.”
“But Lemonnardochickaramusjeranio likes it.”
“If that imaginary bird could talk, it would have said it didn’t like it.”
Chirp chirp.
Lemonnardochickaramusjeranio nodded vigorously as if agreeing with Annie’s words, but Dahlia pretended not to see again.
“Lady Lia, I think it would be better to take your evening medicine early now. The Royal Physician said stress is worst for your condition. The journey to the empire must have been difficult, so stress could have built up. I should have taken better care of you—it’s my fault.”
Annie blamed herself while hurriedly rummaging through the luggage.
“No, Annie. I’m fine.”
Despite her words, Annie kept her mouth shut and searched for the medicine bottle.
The princess’s rare illness couldn’t be cured even by the Royal Physician, who was rumored to be a renowned doctor.
However, true to his reputation, he didn’t give up and after observing her symptoms for a long time, created medicine to help prevent frequent relapses. It was a tranquilizer.
The medicine made by mixing all sorts of herbs said to calm the mind was the only medicine that could suppress the princess’s condition even a little.
“I really can take the medicine later. Lemonnardochickaramusjeranio. You’re not my imagination, right?”
When Dahlia looked at the bird with frustrated eyes, Lemonnardochickaramusjeranio shook its head.
Chirp chirp chirp.
“It says no.”
“Lady Lia, of course an imaginary bird would say whatever you want it to say.”
Annie poured water into a cup along with the medicine and held it out.
The moment Dahlia saw the water cup, she thought of a way to break through this frustrating situation.
“I’ll make you believe. Lemonnardochickaramusjeranio, want some water?”
Dahlia took the water cup from Annie’s hand and offered it to Lemonnardochickaramusjeranio.
The bird seemed to understand her intention, chirped and laughed, then obediently drank the water.
Annie’s eyes shook as if hit by an earthquake as she watched the water in the transparent glass cup gradually decrease.
“…It really isn’t imagination.”
“That’s what I’ve been saying!”
Dahlia made a triumphant expression.
“Then is it an invisible bird?”
“I can see it.”
“Actually, both an imaginary bird and an invisible bird are strange, but the strangest thing is that only Lady Lia can see it. And it’s also strange that you and the bird can communicate.”
At Annie’s sharp observation, Dahlia slowly nodded and quietly looked at the bird.
But what would be stranger—being able to see an invisible bird, or being able to see the future in dreams?
Her life was already full of strange things. Maybe that’s why she could naturally accept this mysterious bird too.
“What are you exactly? Lemonnardochickaramusjeranio.”
The small bird that met Dahlia’s gaze chirped as if laughing.
“Let’s change the name first.”
Annie spoke with a firm attitude.
“Why? Can’t I not change it?”
Dahlia timidly rebelled while watching Annie’s reaction.
“Lady Lia. Let’s make it so we can say it in one breath. Even your beloved horse Gentlemarafinecharisma comes running before we can finish saying its name because the name is too long.”
Annie pressed between her eyebrows and sighed.
“I have too many things I like. And I want to call my friends by names I’m fond of.”
“Let’s compromise this time. How about Lemon?”
Chirp chirp.
Lemonardochickaramusjeranioga chirped brightly as if pleased with that name.
Dahlia, outnumbered by the collaboration between one person and one animal, nodded as if she had no choice.
“Fine. From now on, I’ll call Lemonardochickaramusjeranioga by the nickname Lemon.”
“Thank you.”
Annie bowed her head with a face full of sincerity.
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“How about Lemonnardochickaramusjeranio? I combined all the names of my favorite romance novel protagonists!”
GURL!!! 🤣