Though he didnât fully understand what the emperor was getting at, Viscount Dion knew that he had to say something.
If he wanted to survive, that is.
âOf course, Your Majesty. I will only do as you command.â
âHow long has it been since Lady Lania took over the Northern Lands?â
âShe has been ruling the region ever since the late Duke became ill and was on his deathbed. The Northern Lands, unlike the other regions, is highly dependent on having a leader, since it is isolated from the rest of the empire.â
âAnd just what does that stepmother do?â
âThe DuchessâŚEhem.â
Viscount Dion gave a cough at the mention of the duchess.
Though he was supposed to answer the emperorâs questions, it was hard to answer such a question without feeling awkward.
âIf she married someone her fatherâs age, she must be extremely ambitious, no?â
âWell, you seeâŚshe doesnât come from a good background. But her social standing simply isnât high enough to control the proud high nobles of the region. It is not enough for the more conservative and orthodox families.
âHow low is her status for it to be like that?â
âThough I do not wish to speak badly of another, the Duchessâs family barely meets the standards of a lower noble household. Her father, the baron, is a drunkard and has several wives. It is unclear who the Duchessâs mother is and whether or not she has siblings.
ââŚAnd so thatâs why her condition is like that, I see.â
T/N: heâs probably talking about how he saw her crying. LolâŚshe was crying over your sister, you idiot. xD
âWhat was that, sir?â
âItâs fine.â
Rashid held up a hand dismissively, as if he hadnât said anything important.
Shortly following, the viscount, who had been watching the arrogant emperorâs every movement, continued his explanation.
âAnyhow, since the Duchessâs standing isnât very good, it was difficult for her to gain power and position.â
âThat probably isnât the whole story though?â
Rashidâs red eyes glinted sharply.
âTechnically speaking, the Duchess should have the most legitimacy for the position. Just because this is the Northern Lands, those stupid things wouldnât determine the leader based on oneâs past and heritage.â
ââŚYour Majesty.â
âSo tell me. What are the other rumors of the Duchess to explain reasons for her disqualification.â
The emperor had cleanly grasped the crux of the situation. Viscount Dion took out a handkerchief and wiped his sweat.
The information he was about to say fell into the jaw-dropping category.
âTh-that the Duchess is in factâŚof witch descent.â
âI know that. What else.â
ââŚâ
âThereâs also the rumor that sheâs mentally unstable. And evenâŚthat the Duchess caused the late Dukeâs deathâŚâ
âThatâs all?â
Even after hearing rumors that would leave anyone else shocked and surprised, the emperor was left completely unfazed.
Rashid covered his mouth in displeasure as the viscount stood dazed eyes, completely unsure of how to continue.
âNothing like, sayâŚthat she went insane after losing a child.â
âA child?â
âShe was unable to forget her child that died right after childbirth and thus became like so, or a rumor of that kind.â
âHahaha, thatâs impossible!â
As the viscount roared with laughter, the hot-blooded Tenon looked at him with indignation.
How dare he in front of the honorable Emperor!
Rashid stopped Tenon as his younger brother began pulling out his sword.
ââŚSo youâre telling me, itâs not true?â
He even looked as if he wasnât upset.
âThat woman has never had a child before?â
âIndeed. It is said that the late Duke passed on as soon as they were wed. Itâs also very unlikely that he and his wife were even able to greet each other properly.â
ââŚIs that so?â
Forget about a bad mood, he even looked like he was smiling with one end of his mouth curling upwards.
But even after wearing a happy expression he wasnât aware of, Rashid then furrowed his eyebrows.
âThen why was she in such a stateâŚâ
He looked like he thought he wouldnât be able to answer the question no matter how long he thought about it.
The viscount who had been racking his brain to add anything to his words, added his opinion into the mix in a crude manner.
âTo be honest, most people are probably not even aware of the Duchessâs existence. Since the late Duke passed away as soon as they were married, she rarely showed her face to the public. Itâs true that there are rumors revolving here and there, but unless Lady Lania opens up the discussion, there isnât anyone here who would dare to ask about the matter to the Dukeâs Household.â
âThe ladyâs reputation must have improved while those suspicions remained.â
ââŚâ
Unable to answer with a negative, the viscount could only respond with a smile.
One book wasnât enough to contain the rumors on Duchess Catherine.
And yet she remained in the Evendell Household, yet to be ousted, and the de-facto heir, Lady Lania, remained silent on the matter instead of fanning the flames.
A wise and generous princess.
From that moment on, there had been a growing appreciation for her in the publicâs eyes.
âWell, the ladyâs reputation is impeccable, really. Your Majesty must have also noticed this at the welcoming, but the lady had much poise and no qualms as the hostess.â
ââŚThatâs true.â
With his eyes lowered, Rashid responded indifferently. The red glare that fell on his fingers seemed to be able to sharply pierce everything.
The keen eyes turned to the viscount, who began to speak loudly.
âUhhh, Your Majesty. Do you have any further questions to ask?â
âWho is your master?â
ââŚTha-that is of course the one who has received the blessing of the God, Your Honorable Excellency the Emperor.â
He stuttered as he answered the question and instinctively kneeled.
Rashidâs eyes narrowed as if he were satisfied.
âItâs good that you havenât forgotten.â
âYour Majesty.â
âSince I wonât have to cut someoneâs stomach as a reminder of who did and is doing the grunt work so that youâre all able to live and eat.â
ââŚâ
Get out.
Rashid lifted his chin along with the friendly warning, and the viscount withdrew from the room, cold sweat dripping from him.
As if enjoying the moment of silence, Rashid smiled and crossed his legs.
âIf you donât instruct the dogs like this every once in a while, itâs easy for them to forget their owner, who keeps them on a loose leash.â
âBut Your Majesty, I do not think the viscount was lying.â
âSure, maybe for now.â
ââŚâ
âWhether what he is said is true for now but not true later, one has to take responsibility for their words when telling Jihm.â
He looked at Peyton as he began to approach him.
âAn emperorâs servant being stupid is no different from treason.â
âWas there perhaps something in what he said that bothered Your Majesty?â
ââŚâŚThat woman is a witch who harms children?â
I donât think so.
Murmuring as if to himself, Rashid shook his head and got up from his seat.
As he returned to his spacious desk and picked up a quill pen, Tenon approached him as well.
âWell, if we think about what we saw at the town, she certainly didnât look like she was going to do anything to the children. In fact, to do that she was just too beautâŚI mean, what I meant was-â (Tenon)
âSure, sheâs not a witch who would get rid of children.â (Rashid)
ââŚâ (Tenon)
âThough she could still be a witch.â (Rashid)
Rashid put down his pen, folded the letter heâd written, and slid it into a black envelope. He then poured wax and stamped it with the emperorâs seal on top, pointing a finger at Peyton.
âI could find out if I just asked her in person.â
âYour Majesty personally wants to ask her?â
Peyton and Tenon looked up at Rashid in shock.
They became more confused as they thought about all the previous occurrences when the emperor questioned someoneâs motives.
âWhatever, just cut them down.â
He never listened to their explanation properly.
In fact, the longer the excuse, the faster Rashid pulled out his sword.
ââŚâ
They didnât know why the emperor wanted to solve his doubts personally like this.
Nevertheless, the emperorâs instincts had never been wrong before.
The late empress used to joke that even if Rashid had been born a beast, he would have been able to become king. She didnât make fun of him for nothing.
âBut Your Majesty, there is no need for you to waste your energy on this matter. Since there is also the issue with Haniel at hand, why donât I meet with the Duchess in Your Majestyâs stead.â
âNo.â
He seemed louder than necessary as he voiced his rejection.
Seeing Tenon flinch, Rashid belatedly swept a hand through his hair as if frustrated.
âMaybe my doubts are unfounded. But if sheâs a witch that really preys on children, she might have something to do with Hanielâs matter.â
âBut you just said that the Duchess doesnât seem like that sort of personâŚ.â
ââŚâ
Shut it.
Rashidâs powerful aura swept past the two brothers.
It told them that though they couldnât be exactly sure what the Duchessâs matter was about, it didnât seem like a good idea to keep refuting Rashid any longer.
âAs you know, there are many noblemen in the North who are armed.â
âThey have no choice. Itâs the continental bridge thatâs stuck in the middle of the kingdomsâ
âAs Peyton Hyung-nim said. Though you may have conquered the entire continent, from generation to generation of rulers in the kingdoms, there have been big and small disputes.â
âThen did you notice the large number of knights at the welcome banquet.â
ââŚâ
âThey say that all the well-to-do aristocrats of the North were gathered. How many of them do you remember?â
The look on Peyton and Tenonâs faces changed at Rashidâs significant remarks. The battlefield was the only place where their brothers, the members of the imperial family, would meet the lower nobility of the North.
The empire held a vast amount of territory and it had been many months, even years, since they had seen them that they had forgotten the faces of the lower nobles.