I Married the Terminally Ill Emperor - Chapter 92

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I Married a Terminally Ill Emperor

Chapter 92

“But where did Cole go? How dare he leave Dahlia alone.”

Camilla’s eyes flashed sternly.

“Cole is resting right now because he’s a bit sick.”

The third healing session had just finished yesterday. Cole wanted to return to his guard duties immediately, but Dahlia forcibly ordered him to take a vacation.

“Getting sick and leaving Dahlia behind. Should I go rough him up a bit before returning?”

At Camilla’s words, which were full of sincerity, Dahlia smiled awkwardly.

“He got hurt while saving me.”

“Ah, then I’ll postpone the roughing up for next time.”

Wasn’t there an option to not rough him up at all? Dahlia mentally prayed for Cole’s well-being(?).

“When are you returning, Your Majesty the Queen?”

“I’m returning today.”

Camilla looked apologetic as she gently arranged Dahlia’s disheveled hair.

“I’m grateful just that you came.”

“That’s what I should say. Dahlia, thank you and I’m sorry.”

Camilla bowed deeply at the waist.

Dahlia was surprised and stopped her.

“Your Majesty the Queen…”

Warm yellow eyes like the sun gazed intently at Dahlia.

“Before coming here, I heard from His Majesty about your reason for marriage.”

“…”

Dahlia looked at Camilla without saying anything. It must have been hard to believe, but she was grateful that both Elder Brother and Camilla believed her words.

“Dahlia. I’m sorry for making you marry a man you don’t love, and I’m sorry for making you carry such a heavy burden alone.”

Camilla looked at Dahlia with sad eyes.

“I’m fine, Your Majesty the Queen. Emperor Gray is a better person than I thought. And we agreed not to maintain the marriage for long. So please don’t worry too much.”

“I see. Finish it quickly and come back to the kingdom.”

The two women held each other’s hands tightly and nodded simultaneously as if making a promise, then burst into laughter.

“Oh, you mustn’t fall for Emperor Gray’s handsome face! Got it?”

Camilla warned with an earnest expression.

Dahlia nodded enthusiastically.

“Yes. I absolutely won’t fall for Emperor Gray.”

Meanwhile, Annie, who had been quietly watching their conversation, inwardly swallowed a sigh.

It seems like it’s already started, but can it really be made into nothing?

* * *

The Pope’s office.

A wooden carved statue of the goddess hanging on pure white walls and an old wooden desk worn with use.

It was an excessively modest and frugal place to be where a country’s ruler stayed.

“Your Holiness, last night the Emperor of Ruusephon and the Princess of Foevern officially announced their marriage.”

When the Grand Inquisitor made his report, the Pope paused while picking up his teacup.

“There were rumors that the relationship between those two was unusual, and it’s finally come to this.”

“Indeed it has.”

After the Pope slowly drank his tea, he spoke as he set down the teacup.

“I should go directly to the Kingdom of Foevern.”

“For Your Holiness to move personally, I’ll go instead.”

The Grand Inquisitor hurriedly objected with an apologetic expression.

Who was His Holiness the Pope? He was the ruler of this empire. For such a person to personally visit a mere small kingdom.

“To pressure the Kingdom of Foevern, nothing is better than me going directly. And I’m curious about that place too.”

The Kingdom of Foevern, which had maintained a closed policy from before, extremely disliked visits from foreign dignitaries.

According to what he had learned before, when the Previous King of Foevern was alive, the last visit was when Emperor Krzea visited with the Imperial Princess under the pretext of introducing the Imperial Princess and Princess, who were the same age.

Especially since the Previous King’s time, they had refused to allow any visits from priests on the grounds that they didn’t believe in the goddess.

But with this incident, a justification to finally open that closed door and enter had arisen.

It was an opportunity to see with his own eyes what kind of place Foevern was, what they had been hiding so carefully, after refusing visits from the Hallen Sacred Empire for so long.

“The investigation into Lord Lumon hasn’t made progress either?”

“I apologize. It’s certain he was in the Kingdom of Foevern, but his whereabouts after that are mysterious.”

The Pope turned his gaze to look at the giant statue of the goddess outside the window.

A holy knight who disappeared like a lie. A kingdom that wouldn’t allow visits from priests.

He felt that going there would solve the mystery. He had a strong premonition that the goddess was guiding him.

“What happened to the spy?”

“We haven’t found him yet. I apologize.”

The Grand Inquisitor bowed deeply at the waist.

“Hmm, since he was hit by a poisoned arrow, he might have died somewhere. Find at least the corpse.”

“Understood. But Your Holiness, how did you immediately notice that he was a spy?”

The Grand Inquisitor couldn’t hide his curiosity and asked.

“Wouldn’t I have noticed since he was suspicious?”

The Pope chuckled and recalled the day he met him.

He could feel that man’s gaze carefully observing him.

Of course, many priests watch his every action. With respect for the Pope.

But that spy was different. He only watched his actions to see what he was doing.

Since he knew that man had no divine power and couldn’t read the scripture anyway, he acted carelessly, but that was a mistake. Who would have thought he would tear and steal the scripture.

That was something that shouldn’t be in someone else’s hands.

“We must retrieve the scripture that man took.”

“Yes. I’ll keep that in mind.”

* * *

Inside Dahlia’s room.

Dahlia looked at the invitations piled up like a mountain on the table with a fed-up expression.

Surely Hart had brought this many invitations and left two hours ago. But as soon as she processed them, dozens more invitations had piled up again.

“Annie, isn’t this a bit too much?”

“Her Majesty the Queen officially said it. That our kingdom’s crystals and wine can only be obtained through the Princess. So everyone’s going crazy trying to build connections with the Princess.”

“Haah… I don’t want to be the center of atten-“

“You don’t want to be the center of attention, right? Yes yes, I understand the Princess’s feelings.”

Though Annie smoothly finished Dahlia’s sentence, Dahlia looked out the window with a dejected face as if she didn’t even feel like complaining.

“Everyone outside must be having fun, right? The founding festival starts today. I can’t even go outside, and I have to write responses to these invitations one by one. Monet said the founding festival is really fun, but I can’t go out. Monet really told me I must go see it, but what’s the point? I can’t go out.”

Dahlia lamented in a voice dripping with regret, like singing a round song.

“Outside is dangerous. Because of those demon beasts. And there are those targeting the Princess too.”

“I know. I have to be careful.”

As Dahlia drooped her shoulders with a dejected face, there was a knock.

“Princess. The Chief Chamberlain and Secretary have come.”

Hart reported from outside the door.

“Tell them to come in.”

“Princess, good afternoon. Ho ho.”

“Greetings!”

Dahlia responded with a smile to the two men’s bright greeting.

“Welcome.”

“The marriage has been announced, yet Your Highness continues to speak so formally to us. This old man feels nothing but apologetic. Please speak comfortably with us.”

The Chief Chamberlain smiled so deeply that his wrinkled eyes creased, making his request. Oreon nodded in agreement beside him.

“That’s right. Please speak comfortably to me as well.”

Dahlia gave them a troubled smile in response.

“I’ll do so after the wedding ceremony. It still feels awkward to speak casually to nobles from a foreign country.”

That made sense, as the Chief Chamberlain held the title of Count, and Oreon was a Viscount as well.

“Yes. I understand.”

“But what brings you both here today?”

At Dahlia’s question, the Chief Chamberlain smiled and gave a meaningful look.

Then maids entered in a line, carrying catalogs.

Oreon stood beside the maids and began his explanation.

“These are materials documenting the wedding ceremonies of successive imperial families. This is a catalog of wedding dresses worn by previous Empresses, and—”

“Wait a moment!”

Dahlia’s eyes widened as she hurriedly interrupted Oreon.

“Please speak.”

Oreon replied kindly with a gentle smile.

“Don’t tell me I have to look through all of this?”

Besides the maids who had entered the room, there was an endless line of servants waiting outside.

“Not necessarily, but it will be of great help when you make decisions regarding the wedding ceremony.”

Dahlia looked back at Annie with frightened eyes. Annie also straightened her back with a tense expression.

“Could you possibly reduce it as much as possible? I don’t have any romantic fantasies about weddings, so just having the ceremony is fine.”

Dahlia looked at the Chief Chamberlain with pleading eyes.

The Chief Chamberlain nodded slightly as if he understood and sent out half of the maids in the room.

“Then please just look through these. The main wedding colors and flowers, wedding dress and jewelry. I’ll handle the rest myself. Ho ho ho.”

“Chief Chamberlain, thank you!”

When Dahlia greeted him with a joyful face, the Chief Chamberlain’s wrinkled eyes crinkled with satisfaction.

Princess Dahlia would be the third Empress he had served. He had expected that like the previous Empresses, the Princess would want to make her wedding as lavish as possible, but it seemed his expectations were wrong.

“Then shall we finish this as quickly as possible? Annie, where are you going?”

Dahlia immediately caught Annie, who was trying to slip away to the back.

Dahlia looked around with determined eyes.

“Now, shall we begin?”

“Us too?”

Oreon asked with a bewildered look.

“Of course! Since you’re already here, let’s choose together! You too, Chief Chamberlain.”

“Ho ho ho. Very well.”

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