That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 220
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Chapter 220
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Carmi’s turbulent gaze slowly settled down. She soon wore her usual warm smile.
I smiled along with her.
‘Ah, so that’s what you’re planning to do.’
The Head Maid’s small voice wouldn’t be heard even by the Royal Guards standing closest, but I could hear it.
All of this was thanks to Kim Ddongbyeol’s grace…
‘Coriko definitely can’t see Kim Ddongbyeol. Neither can the High Priests.’
Even though I moved Kim Ddongbyeol to blatantly eavesdrop on the conversation between the Head Maid and the Empress, no one noticed.
Anyway, I wasn’t leisurely enough to sit back and watch my territory get stolen.
They want to give Coriko, who’s already become a Saint, an even higher status?
I tilted my head sideways with displeasure.
Why don’t they just tell me to give up my position in High Society and all my power in the Grand Ducal House while they’re at it.
“Grandfather.”
I whispered quietly to Grandfather sitting next to me. Grandfather immediately bent down toward me.
“What’s wrong? Tulia, is your throat feeling better?”
“It’s fine. Earlier I just choked a little…”
After clearing my throat, I whispered quietly again.
“Grandfather, you said before that for this birthday present, you’d grant me any wish I wanted.”
The birthday I was about to have was particularly special, enough for Grandfather to make such a promise. In the Empire, turning 17 meant becoming an adult.
“It seems you’ve found something you want. Tell me.”
“Well, you see…”
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“Frazier’s precious granddaughter has even become a Saint, so this too is His Majesty the Emperor’s blessing. Your Majesty.”
Empress Carmi’s gentle voice echoed through the meeting hall. Her complexion had already softened.
The foreign royalty who didn’t have many opportunities to see the Empire’s Empress whispered among themselves, thinking that she truly lived up to her nickname of ‘Spring Sunlight Beauty.’
Her docile gaze was full of vitality as if she hadn’t aged at all.
“If His Majesty the Emperor personally adds special joy to God’s grace, wouldn’t that also be for the people of the Briyang Empire?”
“Do you have a good suggestion? Empress?”
When Emperor Alessandro asked with interest, Empress Carmi smiled.
“Lady Hyacinthia Frazier was already of noble birth from the beginning.”
Where that girl lived before coming to the Grand Ducal House, whatever she did to make a living – that wasn’t their concern.
Not just Empress Carmi, but anyone with a properly functioning brain would never bring up such matters in an official setting.
“So how about His Majesty the Emperor specially appointing her as ‘Princess Frazier’? Wouldn’t it be nice to make it a double celebration?”
Carmi said this and smiled.
Princess, like Grand Duke, was a title that only one woman in the entire Empire could hold.
While the eldest daughters of successive Grand Ducal Houses usually inherited it, most could only obtain this position after their late thirties.
The late Princess Hyacinthia was a very special case, having received that title before she was even twenty.
It showed both the Grand Duke’s tremendous affection and her own exceptional abilities.
‘If that young child who hasn’t even had her coming-of-age ceremony becomes Princess after Saint.’
No matter how much the Emperor’s heart was swayed by the ridiculous talk of being ‘Olivia’s reincarnation.’
Even if that orphan who tasted power becomes desperate to climb into the Emperor’s bed in the future.
‘The Frazier House will desperately try to stop it.’
Moreover…
Empress Carmi raised her chin and looked at the Frazier family sitting on the opposite side.
Indeed, Tulia Frazier’s complexion didn’t look good.
Rishian quietly watched Empress Carmi, who wore a satisfied smile.
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Rishian lowered his characteristically clear eyes slightly and chuckled inwardly.
He was a little different from usual.
Unlike his always neat and ascetic appearance, Rishian was unusually crossing his arms while staring at Empress Carmi.
His blue-glowing eyes even looked somewhat cold.
Carmi was too busy being triumphant to notice Rishian Frazier’s cold contempt.
A Saint is the symbol of the Temple.
A Princess is the core of nobility.
In other words, the Empress’s ambition was singular.
She intended to introduce a new Lady with power a level higher than Tulia’s to this Briyang Empire.
And she would officially support her.
That Empress was trying to throw an interesting card into Briyang’s High Society.
The method was vulgar.
The intention was crude.
The base tone lacking in dignity was indeed fitting for a woman who seized her master’s position through betrayal.
“Rishian?”
A voice whispering softly in his ear. Rishian looked up and answered warmly toward the sprout-like light green eyes.
“Yes.”
“You look upset. Is it because of what the Empress said?”
“I was upset… but.”
The colorful light passing through the stained glass beautifully colored Rishian’s silver hair.
“Seeing you… made me feel… better.”
Tulia’s eyes sparkled brightly.
“As expected, big brother is the best.”
Beside the quickly cheered-up Tulia, Leon grumbled and poked her ribs. The two quietly bickered.
Rishian calmly smiled and straightened his posture again.
Tulia was very happy when he said such things to her. The way she exclaimed ‘Wow!’ and rejoiced was exactly like a little kid.
A young child happy after receiving a gift she liked.
Of course, he didn’t show it. If his precious younger sister found out he was thinking this way, she would probably grumble quite a bit.
Rishian, with his arms crossed, raised his finger and tapped his left arm.
He was equally kind and equally indifferent to people. Because Rishian’s circle was narrow, he gave all his heart only to the few people inside it.
There wasn’t even any room left for that newly appeared cousin and Saint to enter.
Rishian looked at Hyacinthia, who stood beside the High Priest, not knowing what to do, yet faintly revealing her expectations for the title of ‘Princess.’
A straight smile like bamboo swaying in a gentle breeze lingered at his lips.
It’s better for everyone to quickly shatter expectations that cannot be fulfilled.
Rishian planned to convey his opinion through Leon’s mouth. Just as he was about to lightly kick Leon’s thigh.
“Your Majesty.”
A solemn voice echoed through the grand meeting hall.
“Frazier cannot accept the Empress’s request.”
Rishian’s foot, which had been moving mercilessly toward Leon, stopped abruptly. He quickly returned to his usual neat appearance as the Frazier heir.
“Grand Duke Frazier?”
Emperor Alessandro had been thinking that the Empress’s petition wasn’t bad just moments ago.
The Frazier family, which already possessed so much, had now even produced a Saint.
Although it wasn’t an era where divine authority threatened imperial power, the Frazier family, already the Empire’s foremost house, had come to enjoy far too many blessings.
At this moment, issuing an imperial decree to ennoble Hyacinthia Frazier as Grand Duchess would demonstrate the Emperor’s authority to the Frazier family while also strengthening their friendship. It was truly a pressing matter.
However.
“Before you speak, High Priest?”
Assis Grand Duke looked toward the platform as he spoke.
“My granddaughter Hyacinthia’s name was already decided to be changed to something else through the Council of Elders last night, so I ask that you refrain from using the term ‘Saint Hyacinthia’ any longer.”
“…!”
Nobles rarely change their names.
Unless they committed grave wrongs and were expelled from their family, or suffered such disgrace they couldn’t hold their heads up, name changes were almost unheard of.
The assembly began to murmur.
“I heard she was the beloved daughter’s bloodline that His Grace the Grand Duke cherished so much, but perhaps that’s not quite the case.”
“Who knows. No one else in the Empire could use the name Hyacinthia itself. Would a granddaughter be any different?”
“What’s certain is that the Saint’s dignity has been greatly diminished.”
“Her Majesty the Empress must be quite displeased as well.”
Nobles have eyes and ears, after all.
“….”
Just moments ago, the Empress had intended to raise the Saint as her close confidant. By officially supporting her before everyone.
But Assis Grand Duke had severed Empress Carmi’s grasp right to her face.
“If you’ve changed the Saint’s name, what might it be….”
The High Priest asked, but Assis Grand Duke raised his hand to cut off his words. The Grand Duke disliked mixing different matters.
“The Empress’s request was truly exquisite, but this old body has already decided as head of the Frazier family who will inherit the Grand Duchess title.”
“….”
“Tulia Frazier.”
“Yes, Grandfather.”
Her sparkling light green eyes looked around at the shocked nobles with great amusement.
She rose from her seat as naturally as an actress who had prepared only for this climax.
Even Leon Frazier, who had been constantly poking and teasing her, sat quietly pretending to be solemn at this moment.
Assis Grand Duke Frazier’s voice filled the meeting hall.
“Since things have come to this, go greet His Majesty the Emperor directly as Grand Duchess.”
“Of course, Grandfather.”
Tulia gave a flawlessly perfect greeting before turning her gaze toward the platform.
“High Priest. You asked about my cousin’s new name earlier, didn’t you? Since I personally chose my cousin’s name, I’d like to announce it myself to commemorate this historic day, if that’s acceptable?”
“Ah…. Yes. That’s fine. Lady Tulia…. No, Grand Duchess. What is the Saint’s new name?”
Wearing Han Ina’s face, having gained qualifications as a Saint through the sacred artifact called Han Ina.
Looking at her covered in all things ‘Han Ina,’ Tulia couldn’t help but think exactly that.
That she was doing all this to steal away everything that belonged to her.
That thought had now become certainty, not suspicion. Glancing briefly at the air, I slowly opened my mouth.
“It’s Coriko.”
Coriko’s eyes instantly became expressionless like a doll’s. It was such a brief moment that the coldness disappeared like a lie.
Tulia smiled, thinking she’d like to catch the star circling above her head and strike that fake star with all her might.
“It’s taken from a flower called Conchlico. Following Frazier tradition, of course.”
Name: Coriko
Age: Immeasurable
Characteristics: Wearing your mask.
Reason: To kill you… (See more)
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