Daughter of the Emperor Chapter 403

Chapter 403: The Emperor’s Daughter Chapter. 403

Sanse is a knight too, but Assisi is still ahead of him. If Sanse looks good on being a knight, Assisi was born to beco a knight.

If the war really happens, he won’t just stand back to protect .

...that makes a bit conflicted. I don’t want a war to break out. When I think that our days like this will be gone...I hate it.

I guess I’m still a child.

“Were you reading a book?”

“Yes, I had so ti to myself for once, so I was reading.”

A small smile spreads around Assisi’s mouth.

I smiled looking at Assisi’s smile.

He really changed a lot.

When we first t, he was so frigid that I couldn’t even imagine him smiling. I know I’m not the one who made him like this, but it’s still nice to see him smile so much.

I should smile for him too. Smiling is sothing I’m pretty good at.

I held Assisi’s hand and shake it back and forth.

Assisi frowned a little bit awkwardly, but he didn’t seem to dislike it. I smiled again looking at him.

“What were you reading?”

“Huh? Oh, it’s a book about a woman.”

Assisi tilts his head.

I picked up a book with a neat cover and showed it to Assisi.

This is a book about Lady Cicellia. This wasn’t an officially published book, so it may not be reliable. she’s despised as the witch who dood this country, so it’s hard to find out a lot about her. But Ferdel managed to find sothing for .

I’ve been curious since she was ntioned during the lesson, so I’m reading about her...and the more I read, the more I think she was amazing.

There are always won who try to seduce n to learn their secrets, but most of them end up as tools for another person in power.

But Lady Cicellia had strict rules and followed her own standards.

There were a lot of nobles who follower her, but she didn’t follow anyone. That’s what draws in. anyway, she’s interesting.

Now that I think about it, does Assisi know about her?

Perhaps he saw her in person.

She was only one generation before and died just about 20 years ago.

“Assisi, do you know about Lady Cicellia?”

At my sudden question, Assisi hardens his face and nods.

“Yes.”

“Oh, really?”

I thought he might know her, but it’s surprising to hear that he really does.

It felt like ancient history when I was studying. But like this, it seems recent. It’s kind of an unfamiliar feeling...

At my reply, Assisi glance at and talks quietly.

“She was my mother.”

Huh...

Huh?!

I lost good timing to react. I feel like I heard sothing weird.

Suddenly a weak wind blows my hair. I frowned a little.

“Pardon?”

Assisi answered with dry eyes.

Eyes without any expression.

That perfectly dry eye makes realize the situation.

“Didn’t you an the Countess, Lady Cicellia Zavaikal?”

“Huh? Yes.”

His golden green eyes stare .

I’ve always thought his golden-green eyes were beautiful. But now, he’s looking at with emotionless eyes that hold nothing inside.

“She was Emperor Ivan’s mistress, and the unofficial queen of Agrigent.”

The hand that was holding falls apart.

“I am her son.”