The situation began to change quickly as if the stopped clockwise were spinning at once. đŻđđŽâŻđ¸âŻđŁđâ´đˇâŻđľ.đ¤đđ
Although the number of people gathered for the congress meeting this time was much less than the usual number of people, those who attended were nobles who had important government positions.
Fabian sat on the throne with a stiff face, staring at all of them in distorted guise. âJust skip the greetings.â
Nobody in the room refuted his behest.
âI appreciate the Pope for coming all the way here.â
The Pope grinned sarcastically, as if Fabian, who was much younger than him, had just said something ridiculous.
âEven though this is an emergency congress meeting, the agenda is very simple,â Fabian said.
The controversial agenda that would be debated at this meeting was already known to all the nobles in the room.
âI want to legally remarry the former Empress, Evelyn Felice, and crown the current Prince, Adrian, as the Crown Prince.â
Sagan opened his mouth, trying to say something, but Fabian raised his hand first to restrain him.
âThis isnât a decision made to get your consent.â
The Popeâs twisted his lips at his statement as he felt cheated. Since he was invited here to be asked for his wisdom in the first place.
âBut thanks to my aide, people who are difficult to assemble can finally get together. Too bad if we waste this opportunity?â
Slowly, the main agenda was coming out.
âIâve always prayed for the development of Saint Iretta, but regrettably, the city was hit by a long drought recently. Since the Pope is here, I want to prove my devotion.â
All except Fabian had to stand down this time.
âTherefore, I will hand over the Judah city on the southern plain of Saint Iretta to the Vatican.â
âYour Majesty?!â Sagan immediately stormed out of his seat. âWas there a mistake? The southern plain of Saint Iretta is Duke Milletaâs land.â
âThereâs no mistake. Itâs land given to them by the Imperial ancestors. Itâs never said that it belongs to a certain noble family forever. The Empire has the right to take it back and give it to someone else.â
Sagan couldnât hold his breath and heaved a short sigh. Fabian seemed fair, but in reality, it was aimed at showing the domination of Imperial power.
The problem was that Fabianâs decision wasnât entirely wrong.
After marrying the Empress, the late Emperor gave Duke Milleta permission to use the fertile land in southern Saint Iretta. Still, the Empire never gave up the landâs ownership.
âYour Majesty, do you know why the late Emperor gave the land to Duke Milleta? Itâs not right to retake it.â
âBecause he married the Empress? Or because I was born as his successor?â said Fabian, who didnât mind bringing up a sensitive topic.
âDo you want to compare me to a piece of land? Is that what youâre trying to say?â
His icy voice sliced through Saganâs sense of hearing. He realized that Fabian was provoking him to fight back, so for now, he attempted to be patient in retaining his current advantageous position.
âIncidentally, thereâs a sagacious person here. Besides, heâs also party involved in this matter.â Fabian turned his head, looking at the Pope. âYour Holiness, do you think Iâm unfair for taking back the land from Duke Milleta? If you say so, I will withdraw my decision. Or is it that the Duke canât even give that small land for the Vatican?â
Saganâs face was filled with shame. The situation would be worst if he let go of the Vatican at this point.
He resented Fabian for having carefully designed this plot to trap him in a labyrinth. No matter which choice he chose, Sagan was already in a losing position.
The Pope spoke quietly and looked into Saganâs eyes, âEverything is Godâs willâŚâŚI have nothing to say.â
Sagan swallowed his anger and clenched his fist as now he had to put up with it, âEven though the land is Duke Milletaâs right, he can make concessions if it can help the Vatican.â
âAlright, itâs settled, then. But Iâm worried if someone misunderstands that Iâve done tyranny to Metis.â Fabian satirized him, but thereâs a freshen tone at his voice as if laughing at Saganâs resentment.
âDuke, wouldnât the Empire be in trouble if rumors spread that weâre at odds?â
âHow dare I am disloyal to Your Majesty?â
âOf course, I believe in you, Duke. But your followers are stupid people, so Iâm just worried about it.â
Fabianâs offensive didnât stop even though he had given up. Sagan sent a strong protest with his eyes, but Fabian didnât even look at him.
âYour army volunteered to eradicate the demons in the eastern forest, right? Iâm very proud of you, but âŚâŚ Serus?â
âYes, Your Majesty, several nobles have appealed, saying that theyâre afraid that many people will misunderstand the existence of Duke Metisâ army.â Serus gave the answer to the board.
âThatâs right. I just donât want the Dukeâs loyalty to the Empire to be misunderstood.â
âI have no other intention even though I have a private army. Even Duke Akshireâs army is camping nearby, so how could you do this only to Metis? â
âOh really? Is Duke Akshireâs army also camping there?â
Liam nodded as Fabian deftly spoke, âYes, Your Majesty.â
âWhy?â
âBecause I was asked by King Felice. We have a special unit formed to protect them from the demons who attacked the prince before.â
âOh, you have a clear reason. I also remember I had given you the permission.â
Sagan was on the verge of grasping the scruff of his neck because his blood pressure had risen.
The excuse to protect the King from the demonâs attack was understandable. But the existence of Akshireâs private army, which Fabian tolerated, was like an insult that openly spat his face in public.
âYour Majesty, arenât you being too biased?â Sagan spat out a low voice. âThis can never be a good way to lead the Empire.â He glared at Fabian, who he thought was still green. But Fabianâs eyes remained unshakable.
âI will be grateful for your wisdom, Duke.â Instead, he sounded cold.
âWell, Duke Metis, your complexion doesnât look good.â
Sagan found himself now being attacked from many directions. The pope whom Sagan trusted only smiled lightly with a relaxed expression as if he was a good old man who would soon rule over fertile land. Not enough, now Duke Akshire was openly gathering power again in parliament to face him.
ââŚYes.â
âItâs not good for an old man like you to overdo it. Since itâs an emergency board meeting, so Iâll finish it quickly. Senate?â
One of the Senate Elders, who had no presence like a shadow, suddenly stood up from his seat. âThe Emperorâs wedding and Crown Prince coronation ceremony will be held together, and we agreed to choose the last week of next month after receiving the starsâ blessing.â
âI agree.â
Before anyone could say anything, Fabian rose from the throne.
âThen the emergency congress ends with this.â
Fabianâs declaration of war had explicitly been proclaimed.
***
Dinner had just ended when an unexpected guest came to the Empressâs Palace.
ââŚPrincess, what shall we do?â
Even Nora, who had an experienced, couldnât conceal her distressed expression in this situation. There was no one else to consult because Rebecca was out to see Liam.
âWe better to make reasons that make sense,â said Lily, trying to help.
ââŚNo.â But Evelyn gave an unexpected answer after she thought for a moment, âIâll offer her a cup of tea.â
âButâŚ.â
Nora pinched Lily, who tried to talk again, as it was Evelynâs decision anyway.
âThen, Iâll greet her.â
After a while, the two women sat face to face in the beautiful lounge.
The combination of the Empress Dowager and Evelyn appeared quite odd and awkward. Even Monica, who was the first to arrive, seemed unable to stand the peculiar ambiance.
ââŚâŚ To be honest, I didnât expect you would welcome me like this.â
Monica was silent, barely speaking. She didnât think about the topic of conversation for today because she thought Evelyn would refuse her for various reasons.
She was just trying to make some kind of gesture, but Monica didnât expect Evelyn would allow her to visit her Palace.
âThereâs no reason to refuse,â Evelyn replied calmly.
âYouâve changed a little.â
In a gentle gesture, Evelyn nodded.
âWe donât need long words between us since weâre not in a friendly relationship.â
Monica hated pretense, and Evelyn liked that attitude.
âWhatâs going on in the congressâŚâŚyouâll be able to guess.â
Evelyn understood that their interests were somewhat different. Because once she ascended the throne to become an Empress again, Metis, who was also Fabianâs motherâs family, would be banished.
âI donât know anything about His Majesty. I gave birth to him, but I never know what heâs thinking.â Some surprising words came from Monicaâs elegant red lips.
âBut my brother, Duke Metis, I know him very well.â
Evelyn gulped, looking at Monica with nervous eyes.
âHe thinks of it as an ambition, but in reality, itâs just his obsession. Itâs meaningless greed to mix Metisâ blood in the Imperial family, the noblest bloodline in the world.â
Monica wasnât supposed to say that as she came to the Imperial Palace and gave birth to Fabian also for that purpose.
But there was no reason to deceive Evelyn right now since Monica could not hide her tiredness when talking about his brother.
âWhat do you want to say to me?â Evelyn asked her back.
âIf I let him manifest his obsession, my family will be destroyed. His Majesty has limits on tolerating the Dukeâs arrogance because of me.â
Monica was wiser than Sagan. The future of the Metis family would actually be brighter if she were the head of the family.
âSomeone has to intervene âŚ.. People who have no interests like you and me, who donât have useless ambitions like men.â
âYour Majesty⌠are you all right?â
âI just want to go back to the Southern Palace right away, closing my eyes and ears, but I donât want my family to be destroyed. So Iâm just trying to play my part for the last time, and I want you to help me.â
Monicaâs proposal was slightly different from her goodwill. But she wasnât hostile toward Evelyn. On the contrary, she was the one who displayed the most realistic attitude in this Imperial family.
âEven though Iâm willing to become an Empress, but I canât give up anything. Can I still help you?â
âYes.â
The two womenâs stories unfold more easily than expected because nothing was hidden from each other, and they didnât try to hoodwink each other.
âI have a plan,â Monica said.
Evelyn widened her eyes, staring at her.
âHonestly, I got the idea by lady Akshireâs clever words.â
ââŚPardon?â
Evelyn was stunned; it didnât seem the usual way to hear Monica mention Rebecca all of a sudden.
âDuke Metis wishes his daughter to be an Empress. And the only daughter left is the arrogant Stella youâve seen before. âŚâŚ you know, but a child-like her wonât be able to live long after entering the Imperial Palace. Hence, I want you to become Empress as soon as possible.â
Evelyn nodded a couple of times. Stella might be smart, but given her frivolous personality and arrogant behavior, she couldnât get along well in the royal court.
âI secretly want to put that child in marriage. If things go well, it will happen soon, and my brother will have to give up his obsession.â
âWhat do you mean a marriage⌠whoâŚ.?â Evelyn looked perplexed.
Only
âWho? off course Stella. My brother wouldnât have been so obsessed without that child in the first place.â
Evelyn began to get the hang of it at this point, âNo way âŚ.donât tell me her marriage partner isâŚâŚâ
âYes, Duke Perth is the most viable choice.â
Evelyn blinked her eyes, looking dumbfounded. However, Monicaâs expression was still serene.
Rebecca recommending her ex-husband as Stellaâs future husband was just a mockery. But Monicaâs notion of making reality went beyond the common sense of Evelyn.
âIâm getting more and more confused and donât know what to doâŚâŚ..â
It was the first time for Evelyn confessed her feelings in front of the Empress Dowager.