Exactly 15 days after Rubel had an audience with Grand Duchess Prause.
The council was about to vote on what would later be recorded as a historic moment.
“In other words, truths that were not revealed when His Majesty the Emperor appointed His Highness Tahar as heir are now being revealed.”
Rubel summarized his remarks at the center of the meeting, where all members voluntarily attended.
The lawmakers who filled all the seats looked at the materials he had prepared and each made a complicated face.
‘Who knows? The high-ranking Nobles, Duke of Gelon collaborated with the Magic Tower to produce the Fog of Fall.’
‘Looking at the death of Lady Roselia, which is being re-investigated these days, it seems that the empress is also at least exiled….’
Not only members of the Council but also citizens who came to see the historic moment.
No one defended those of Gelon’s blood.
It was because of an anonymous report announced by the Temple through the <Obelir Post>.
[There were many things written on Maria’s secret notebook, the maid who used to be the empress’s nanny. Based on those statements, the holy Knights are quickly conducting an investigation…]
“I can’t believe the mother of the empire even murdered a maid who took care of her since she was young.”
“One of my friends works at the imperial palace, and when she saw the handwriting on the notebook on the Obelir Post, she immediately recognized it.”
“Oh my goodness.”
“I guess the maid Maria was famous for her perfect handwriting and embroidery.”
“It’s a good thing that Duke Gelon is detained in the basement of the Great Temple, otherwise the truth would have been covered up as soon as the empress’ crimes were revealed.”
It was difficult to find any more respect in the voices of those who mentioned the Duke of Gelon or the Empress.
“therefore—”
Chairman Rubel, who summarized Zelon’s misdeeds revealed to the world, said with strength.
“The Council should ask the Council of Elders, which is in charge of important matters of the country, to re-verify the qualifications of the next heir to the throne.”
Rubel added that the vote would begin now and sat down.
More carefully than ever, the members write down their opinions on paper, either for or against.
Slowly, white sheets of paper began to pile up in the small, hollow cage that had been designated as a ballot box.
An hour later.
Rubel unfolded them one by one with the help of the scribes and said:
“Since 9/10 of all members agreed, as the chairman, I will forward the agenda to the Council of Elders”
* * *
“Congratulations, Master.”
Wiz congratulated me with a few newspapers as I was stretching after finishing my work.
I smiled and checked the headline in the newspaper.
As expected, it was said that the opinion that Chairman Rubel put to a vote would pass and be delivered to the Council of Elders.
“Thank you, Wiz.”
“Master. Isn’t the answer too simple compared to what you’ve done? It’s the first time in history that the council is interested in the qualifications of the heir to the throne.”
It was a big achievement to get the council to help me, which had been doing virtually nothing.
I was glad to know that someone other than Prause and Holt supported me.
‘I have to keep it a secret that I shed tears while reading the newspaper in my bedroom in the morning.’
Wouldn’t Tahar be frowning with all the wrinkles on his face by now?
In my heart, I wanted to throw a party to commemorate the great damage to the dignity of Gelon and the crown prince.
However, I decided to swallow that and be careful.
“Gelon says rats bite cats when they are cornered and earthworms wriggle when stepped on.”
Wiz laughed at the analogy, which was completely inappropriate for the dignity that Gelon had maintained in his dirty ways.
“Yes. As time goes by, the situation will naturally turn to your advantage, so there is no need to step forward.”
“Now that it’s up to the council of elders, I think I will continue reading newspapers for a while.”
Wiz laughed again.
Maybe it’s because he knows I’m working on a few projects that don’t quite fit the term housewife.
‘But there are so many things I can do with Holt Merchant when I stay still.’
After briefly organizing my schedule, I got up from my seat.
If I go out to the lobby at this time, I can have a good view.
“Then take care of yourself, Your Highness the Grand Duchess.”
2 p.m.
It was time for Daniel to leave the mansion to attend the Council of Elders’ meeting in the imperial palace.
This was possible because Grand Duke Prause was entitled to attend the Council of Elders, according to the imperial law that some of the highest-ranking nobles should help the emperor in state affairs.
‘Lina says that the members of the Council of Elders, which had been loosened by the absence of the Duke of Gelon, became tighter because of Daniel.’
It seems that members of the aristocratic faction can’t move their mouths as freely as before.
It was very advantageous for me that Daniel Prause attended the Council of Elders without Duke Gelon.
It’s also fun to watch him wear a uniform according to the etiquette.
‘It looks like Madame Siren gave him strength today too.’
Daniel was wearing a dark navy blue uniform full of silver ornaments.
I wasn’t the only one who welcomed the handsome appearance and the well-built body.
“wow! The Indigo color suits you very well!”
Damon rushed out just in time for his departure and shouted loud enough to echo through the lobby.
Daniel was startled and corrected Damon’s mistake.
“Damon. ‘Navy blue’ is the correct word.”
He glanced at me as I went down the stairs and continued.
“ ‘Indigo’ has a different meaning. It has nothing to do with him.”
“Oh, really?”
“Where on earth did you hear that, Damon?”
It was Damon who had been walking around the mansion lately, collecting strange words.
Daniel smiled with an expression of helplessness, gently stroked Arsene’s hair that followed him, and then faced me.
“I’ll be back, Frey.”
When he lightly kissed my cheek, it seemed like an exclamation flowed from somewhere.
I was embarrassed, but I didn’t hate this feeling, so I returned his greeting in a small voice.
“Yes. See you later at the imperial palace.”
Today was the day we decided to take Damon and Arsene to the imperial palace for dinner.
It was because my father’s health had recovered enough to use the word ‘complete recovery’.
‘I have to show my face to the employees of the imperial palace.’
With Tahar under enormous political pressure, my visit to the palace was certainly not something to be taken lightly.
Sooner or later, the Empress will also go to the same place as Duke Gelon, so I had to take a look.
According to the rumors I heard from Emma, the Empress must be in a state of dry blood in many ways now.
[“Your Highness the Grand Duchess. I heard about it from my friend who works at the Empress Palace.”]
[“Ah, the one you sent the letter to?”]
[“Yes that’s right. My friend says that the empress’ palace thinks that it was the crown prince who anonymously reported the Maid Maria’s secret diary to the temple.”]
[“How did the rumor come out like that?”]
To think that Tahar, not the Crown Princess, would have sold out her mother.
When I asked, Emma shook her head and explained.
[“My friends who worked at the Empress Palace for a long time must have been a bit shocked. The other day, Her Majesty abandoned Duke Gelon to draw the line.”]
[“That’s right.”]
[“They’ve learned the hard way that when Gelon’s in trouble, he’ll cut ties with his flesh blood.”]
Emma explained it in rather bad words, but it was rather easy to understand.
‘At the point of Tahar, whose right of succession is being threatened, it would be urgent to sever the connection with Gelon.’
Of course, having watched Tahar up close, I knew very well how close the empress and him were.
But if everyone in the empress’ palace was so suspicious…Doubts must also sprout in the empress’ heart. Perhaps she thought her son betrayed her for the throne.
‘Things are going more interesting than I intended.’
After Maria’s notebook was discovered, I was told that the Empress hadn’t even come out of the Empress’s palace.
I hastened my preparations, hoping to catch a glimpse of her scowling from afar.
When it was time to leave, Damon and Arsene, who had changed into clean clothes, quickly followed me.
“Frey!”
“I want to escort you!”
“Oh, thank you.”
I climbed into the carriage first, taking the small hands of the two children that were outstretched to me.
In the carriage, I looked through the glass window and saw that the sky was colored in blood.
‘The color of the sunset is a little bloodier than usual.’
Frey started leaving by the carriage without noticing that it was a foreshadowing of an event to take place at the Imperial Palace.
* * *
