The Tyrant Wants To Live Honestly

Minerva smiled at his question.

 

“It’s been like that since the first Emperor Milanaire.

 

“Did Milanaire want him to be emperor?”

 

“Of course. He passed the throne to his son.”

 

“It’s just a tradition, not a law, right?”

 

“It’s a long-standing tradition in Ubera. That’s how laws are made.”

 

Minerva explained it gently, but Raymond still couldn’t understand it.

 

Raymond still pursed his lips in unconvinced disbelief.

 

* * *

 

“What should I do, Dorothy? I’m so nervous!”

 

Today is the coronation of the crown prince ceremony. He couldn’t calm his pounding heart.

 

It was a fate he could not refuse in the first place.

 

“Stay calm, Ray!”

 

Dorothea, who was calmly reading a book, shouted.

 

Raymond stood still and looked at her.

 

“I became crown prince today, Dorothy. What do you think? Do you think I’ll do well?”

 

He felt sick from the tension.

 

“Yes, Crown Prince of the Great Empire of Ubera, Do you not like it?”

 

Looking at each other, she sighed softly.

 

“Crown prince is an important position, Ray.”

 

Dorothea’s eyes stared at him with a worried look on her face.

 

He took a deep breath as the trembling in his chest was getting worse.

 

“Hahaha, I know that’s why I’m so nervous!”

 

‘I don’t know if I can do well…’

 

“Dorothy, do you think I deserve to be the crown prince?”

 

He stood in front of Dorothea.

 

Dorothea did not answer but turned her gaze back to the book.

 

“It would have been better for Dorothy to be crown prince instead of me. I’m sure you would have gotten through the ceremony without trembling.  Dorothy is smarter than me…”

 

He said, wiggling his trembling hands.

 

“I can’t summon the spirit.”

 

“No. I’m sure Dorothy will summon a spirit, soon.”

 

Raymond looked at Dorothea with a wide smile.

 

He believed it seriously. Because Dorothea is Milanaire.

 

He’d started communicating with spirits when he was six, and he’d gotten pretty good at it by this year. Dorothea, who’d just turned eight, was a little late.

 

‘I thought a smart Dorothea would be able to call on the spirits sooner.’

 

‘But what’s the harm in being late, I’m sure Dorothea would do well.’

 

But Dorothea’s expression remained grim.

 

‘I guess she doesn’t want to talk about spirits.’

 

He sneaked by Dorothea’s side.

 

“Dorothy, can’t you just tell me to cheer up?

 

“Why me?”

 

“If Dorothy tells me to cheer up, I think I’ll do well.”

 

He smiled at Dorothea, hoping she would smile back, but Dorothea just rolled her eyes.

 

“You will ruin the ceremony.”

 

At those words, Raymond felt dazed for a moment.

 

But soon he laughed again.

 

“Dorothy~ Don’t be like that, okay? I am your brother, just hug me just once, okay?”

 

“Yeah, ruin it.”

 

Dorothea didn’t even make eye contact with him.

 

He knows Dorothea’s personality is like that, but sometimes his heart aches.

 

“Dorothy, you seem to hate me every time I look at you. You don’t think so…right?’

 

Raymond laughed like an idiot.

 

But Dorothea had no answer.

 

‘She just silence and didn’t deny it…I guess Dorotea is in a bad mood today.’

 

Raymond decided to think so.

 

‘Oh, maybe Dorothea is trying to relax me!’

 

‘You mean ‘ruin it’! It’s a consolation that means don’t feel so burdened that you might ruin it.’

 

Only then did Raymond understand Dorothea’s deep meaning.

 

At that time, the servant knocked and called Raymond.

 

“Prince Ray, you need to go in now.”

 

When it was really time to go, Raymond glanced at Dorothea.

 

“Dorothy, you will still come to see my ceremony, right?” 

 

Dorothy raised her eyes slightly and looked at him.

 

“I think I can do well if Dorothy is watching.”

 

Even with his pleading eyes, Dorothea was silent.

 

* * * 

 

Raymond’s hands were shaking with nervousness.

 

‘I thought I could relax while I was with Dorothea, but I wasn’t.’

 

His hands are shaking.

 

“All you have to do is walk to the front.”

 

Minerva patted Raymond’s overly tense shoulder.

 

But that didn’t make it any better.

 

Finally, the pipe organ played and the door opened.

 

TL: The pipe organ is a musical instrument.

 

People lined up on both sides of the open door.

 

Adults, especially those wearing oversized clothes, are looking at him.

 

Raymond wanted to run away from the gaze that was on him.

 

But even if he looks behind him, there is nowhere to run.

 

“Prince…”

 

Only after Minerva whispered from behind him did he barely manage to raise his shaking legs.

 

It was the first time he had ever felt so nervous that he thought he might cry.

 

Step by step, every time he moved, the eyes of the nobles followed him slowly.

 

The long cloak that didn’t suit him was heavy.

 

Raymond rolled his eyes as he hurriedly searched for his treasure number one.

 

‘Did Dorothy come? Is Dorothy watching?’

 

Fortunately, he found Dorothea staring at him from the front row.

 

He smiled out of relief.

 

‘You’re here!’ 

 

She pretended she wasn’t going to come, and now she moved her lips and said the phrase ‘be careful, you might fall.’

 

‘As expected, Dorothy pretends not to like it, but ultimately does it for me.’

 

He used to feel an unknown warmth in Dorothea’s sharp bluntness.

 

And when he feel that warmth, he can’t help but love his younger sister more.

 

* * *

 

A banquet held after the coronation ceremony.

 

Raymond had never seen such a large banquet in his life.

 

Moreover, the main character of the banquet was himself.

 

At first it was amazing and nice, but soon the banquet became a terrible time.

 

He had to follow his father Carnan to greet each and every nobleman.

 

Adults who met him for the first time spoke to him as if they knew him well.

 

Even for Raymond, who has a gentle personality, the attention from adults was burdensome.

 

The flattering compliments, the old stories he wasn’t interested in, the politics he couldn’t understand.

 

Those conversations are too boring for a young person to endure. Raymond wanted to get away from them. Besides, he was worried about Dorothea from a while ago.

 

People didn’t give Dorothea greetings and plausible compliments.

 

Out of every hundred words spoken, only one or two were directed at Dorothea. Today was his coronation ceremony, so all eyes were on him.

 

Moreover, his father, Carnan, doesn’t seem to pay much attention to her.

 

As they talked, Dorothea, who is short, was pushed further and further back by the adults.

 

“Dorothy, come here.”

 

Raymond held out his hand to Dorothea, who took a step back.

 

But before he could hold Dorothea’s hand, another nobleman spoke to him.

 

His mouth was now twitching from trying to smile all the time.

 

‘I want to go into the room. Otherwise, I want to go out and play with Dorothy. Now I don’t even know what people are talking about.’

 

His head was filled with jumbled words.

 

At that time, he was looking for an opportunity to run away.

 

“Crown prince.”

 

Dorothea came and spoke to him.

 

At that time, a man named the Duke of Bronte had crashed into Dorothea, and Dorothea’s white dress was spattered with juice.

 

“Oh, princess!”

 

The duke also looked at her with surprise and bewilderment.

 

Just as Raymond was about to approach Dorothea.

 

“Dorothea…”

 

The cold voice of his father calling Dorothea.

 

“Dorothea you must apologize.”

 

At those words, Raymond looked up at Carnan with blank eyes.

 

‘Did you see it wrong? Duke Bronte had just spilled juice on Dorothy’s dress.The person who needs to apologize is the Duke of Bronte.’

 

He looked around with confused eyes, but everyone was silent.

 

Only then did Raymond understand the current situation.

 

Carnan would rather scold Dorothea than get into trouble with Duke Bronte.

 

Raymond clenched his fists.

 

“Your Majesty, Dorothy—”

 

“I am sorry.”

 

Raymond was about to step out to take Dorothea’s side, but Dorothea opened her mouth first.

 

Raymond looked at her in surprise.

 

‘Why are you apologizing? The duke did something wrong, right? Anyone can see that, right?’

 

Dorothea’s true feelings are unknown.

 

“Princess, no. I accidentally—”

 

“It was my mistake to carelessly interrupt the conversation.”

 

Dorothea’s eyes filled with resignation.

 

“No, it’s not your fault…”

 

“Robert, the princess’s dress is dirty, so send her to her nanny.”

 

Carnan doesn’t seem to care and sent Dorothea to Robert.

 

Raymond still couldn’t understand why Dorothea made that choice.

 

‘Is it for the imperial family? Since His Majesty the Emperor has decided to do so, are you just going to follow through?’

 

‘Dorothy was smart, and perhaps she understood why father had said that.’

 

‘But it wasn’t fair…’

 

Raymond couldn’t understand it.

 

Not his father’s decision, nor Dorothea, who accepts it with resignation.

 

‘I don’t want it to be like this.’ 

 

Again, he was worried about Dorothea.

 

* * *