The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 94

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Chapter 94. Founding Festival Preparations (5)

“Caretaker?”

I snapped back to attention at Catherine’s voice, having been lost in my own thoughts.

“Well, it’s neither good nor bad.”

I added thoughtlessly.

“I’m not even their real daughter anyway.”

Since being reborn in this body, I had never met The Brown Count and Countess.

I couldn’t know what kind of relationship the real Rachel had with them, but I was certain they weren’t close.

‘If they were close, they would have sent at least one letter, but I’ve never received any.’

There were no clues related to family in Rachel’s room either.

“I’m truly sorry, Caretaker. It wasn’t intentional, I really forgot.”

Catherine looked flustered, thinking she had made a mistake.

“There’s nothing to apologize for.”

I sometimes forgot that I was adopted into Brown County too, so we were in the same boat.

“I’m so sorry…”

I stared at Catherine, who looked completely dejected, then turned my head away.

“…Still, there was someone I cherished as much as family.”

Catherine looked up like a startled rabbit at my words.

Her eyes full of expectation felt a bit burdensome.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Well, it’s the first time you’ve brought up something personal to me first!”

Catherine’s large eyes sparkled.

“So, what kind of person was this someone you cherished?”

I hesitated for a long time at Catherine’s question, then finally blurted out a single phrase.

“…Someone I loved.”

“S-someone you loved?”

I glanced at Catherine making a fuss and swallowed a sigh.

‘I never thought I’d say these words with my own mouth.’

They say time heals all wounds – had I perhaps developed some immunity to thinking about Ian?

“Oh my, so a lover?”

Meanwhile, Catherine covered her mouth and bounced in place.

“Kyaaaa, a love story from the Caretaker! I’m so curious! Can’t you tell me? I’m dying to know!”

Hearing her endlessly cheerful voice made my heart feel much lighter too.

I let out a small laugh and picked up Edwin’s pants.

“He betrayed me and left. If I ever encounter him again, I plan to kill him with my own hands.”

“What?”

Catherine looked confused again and rolled her eyes around.

Then, imagining something, she raised both eyebrows.

“Don’t tell me that person – no, that bastard – cheated on you?”

I would have at least understood if that had been the case.

I shrugged my shoulders while looking at the excited Catherine.

“Who knows.”

“Good heavens, where is that bastard now? I’ll get revenge for you, Caretaker! If I ever meet him, I’ll pull out every strand of his hair!”

“Forget about revenge and be careful yourself, Catherine.”

Catherine’s eyes widened at the sudden advice.

“What should I suddenly be careful about?”

“I’m telling Catherine not to make the same mistake I did.”

“What? What mistake?”

I answered firmly while gripping the door handle.

“The mistake of giving away everything you have because you love someone.”

Catherine, who had been standing behind me, stared at me with a blank expression.

I left her with one final comment.

“In the end, it’s the one who loves more that gets hurt.”

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Central Hall of the Imperial Palace.

Cabellius III, Emperor of the Bentrum Empire, sat on the imperial throne with an expressionless face.

Empress Melanie was seated to his immediate left, and Empress Helena to his right.

The two women wore painted smiles, looking like precisely crafted dolls.

“The last guest is late.”

At the Emperor’s words, Count Crowner, who was guarding directly below the platform, bowed his head slightly.

He was fully armed in preparation for any possible situation.

“He will arrive soon, Your Majesty.”

How dare they make the Emperor of the Bentrum Empire wait.

Edwin held Emilia’s hand tightly while gauging the Emperor’s mood.

The Emperor seemed quite displeased with the guest who hadn’t arrived until the very end.

“The King of Adamant must be terribly busy indeed.”

It was very elegant sarcasm.

Edwin blinked at the Emperor’s words and slightly turned his head.

Lloyd, standing to his left, was grumbling about something.

“What rudeness is this toward The Emperor, ruler of the western continent? As expected, lowly blood can’t be helped.”

“Be quiet, Lloyd.”

Then Adrian, standing to Lloyd’s left, spoke indifferently.

“Don’t you know that carelessly saying such things in a place like this is what’s truly rude?”

“But honestly, Adrian, you think so too. What king makes an emperor wait?”

Adrian remained silent.

Though he had taken issue with Lloyd’s attitude, he seemed to somewhat agree with his opinion.

“Announcing!”

Then the scribe outside shouted loudly.

“Kaiden Ram, King of Adamant Kingdom, requests an audience with His Majesty the Emperor of the Bentrum Empire!”

Finally, it was the moment when the last guest’s name was called.

The Emperor’s eyes narrowed for an instant.

“Let him enter.”

At the indifferent command, the massive marble doors opened with a heavy sound.

As soon as the doors opened, brilliant backlighting poured into The Hall.

The imperial family and nobles of the Empire gathered in The Hall began to murmur.

“That man is the King of Adamant…”

“That’s the man they call the god of war…”

The King of Adamant had visited the Imperial Palace before for monster subjugation, but that was an unofficial visit.

Those who weren’t present at the time had rushed to this Audience Chamber, setting aside everything else to see the rumored young king.

“Huh.”

“…Good heavens.”

The moment Kaiden, King of Adamant, entered the Audience Chamber, gasps of admiration could be heard from here and there.

“Wow, so dark! So cool!”

“Shh, Ria, be quiet.”

Edwin brought his finger to his excited sister’s mouth.

But his gaze was also fixed on the King of Adamant as if mesmerized.

‘I didn’t notice when I saw him briefly before…’

Jet-black hair and healthily tanned skin, amber eyes similar to those of a beast.

His sharp yet clearly defined features were devastatingly beautiful.

‘Really, he’s handsome.’

Edwin looked at Kaiden with admiring eyes.

A dark navy dress uniform draped over his massive frame that easily exceeded six feet.

A black fur cloak that swayed lightly with each movement, boasting a smooth luster.

All of it suited Kaiden far too well.

Thud, thud, thud.

The sound of weighty footsteps echoed quietly.

Kaiden, the King of Adamant, approached the Emperor along the red carpet laid on the floor.

Then the knights of Adamant who had been waiting outside the door also followed their king into the hall. They entered with perfectly synchronized steps and lined up behind Kaiden.

“Kaiden Ram, King of Adamant, greets His Majesty the Emperor of the Bentrum Empire.”

It was an extremely formal greeting.

A tone that was neither particularly respectful nor rude.

But Kaiden’s voice carried the unique composure of a strong man.

To a degree that seemed impossible for a man who had only recently entered his twenties.

“How delightful it is to meet again, King of Adamant.”

“I encountered a pack of monsters on the way and had to deal with them, so my greeting is late. My apologies, Your Majesty.”

The Emperor raised one eyebrow as he looked at Kaiden.

He had erased his earlier displeasure and greeted the king with nothing but a benevolent smile.

“Such matters are understandable. You must have had a hard journey coming so far.”

“Thank you for your understanding.”

The Emperor smiled businesslike as he watched Kaiden bow his head to him.

“By the way, I didn’t expect you to personally lead the delegation.”

“Didn’t I promise you? That I would stay longer during the Founding Festival.”

“I thought it was just polite conversation.”

“Oh my, how could that be.”

Kaiden lifted the corners of his mouth.

When he smiled, the imperial ladies in the hall covered their flushed faces with fans.

“I am someone who always keeps the promises I make, Your Majesty.”

Polite speech and courteous attitude.

Contrary to his notorious reputation, the imperial nobles gathered in the hall were secretly flustered by his well-mannered and calm demeanor.

The Emperor only smiled an inscrutable smile as he watched such a Kaiden.

“This is truly an honor.”

At that moment, the Marquis of Redcliff, who was practically the leader of the imperial nobles, spoke up.

He looked at Duke Jerome Crowner standing across from him.

“I never thought I would see the Sword of the Empire and the Knight King in one place.”

The Marquis of Redcliff put on a good-natured expression as if he knew nothing.

“This old man who has failed to mature despite his age has one curiosity. May I ask about it in this place?”

“Marquis, what is this now…”

It was already absurd to address the delegation representative without the Emperor’s permission, but that representative happened to be the King of Adamant.

No matter how much he was the second-in-command of the Empire, to ask such questions to a king in this kind of official setting.

It was the moment Jerome was frowning and trying to stop the marquis.

“Speak.”

Kaiden turned his head toward the marquis with a smiling face.

“I’m also curious about what the marquis is curious about.”

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