Chapter 8
“You’d use ?”
I opened my mouth, keeping my composure.
“I don’t know what you an by ‘use’, but I’m giving you the opportunity to work for your country as an ordained minister.”
Diaquit seed uncharacteristically elated, as if he thought that once I was married, I would no longer be the princess of Achaia.
“You need to ask for my help. Don’t be cocky by saying it’s an opportunity.”
“What?”
“Who do you think has been defending the motherland all this ti?”
“And yet, if you marry into the empire, you will….”
“You’re saying my powers will be reduced? Even so, a crown prince who can’t handle magic at all would be better than ?”
Diaquit bit his lip tightly. His face flushed red with sha, he rose from his seat.
“I guess I was wrong to tell you. I can use a little magic, and if you know politics, what do you know….?”
Diaquit’s eyes lit up.
“Please sit down.”
“You’re already giving orders to your brother?”
“Did I ever say I’d turn down your proposal? It’s not very politically savvy of you to get so worked up over a single thing like this and ruin the mood.”
Diaquit went berserk, feverish, and then reluctantly sat back down.
“So. Are you going to help ?”
I quickly stroked the artifact Diaquit had given with my fingers.
If I refused his proposal, would Diaquit try to assassinate again? He will not let beco Kwanach’s wife after learning of his dangerous plan.
Despite the fact that my magic has beco more powerful, Diaquit wanted to get rid of when the ti ca. In other words, he had strong support from behind.
Diaquit was not alone. It was clear that there was a bigger force behind him.
“I’ll cooperate.”
It seed that first I had to find out what Diaquit was planning while pretending to help him.
Whether I married or not, the war was destined to happen anyway.
Diaquit Catatel.
A foolish man blinded by ambition. The person who killed in the previous life and drove this land to hell.
What will happen in the upcoming war? Will we win?
If we do win, the glory and power will be enjoyed by Diaquit and other powerful n. Pain and death will be for the people.
I saw it on the road. The sight of both the Imperial and Allied armies suffering. Who will compensate them for the blood they shed?
It was a horrific and ruthless world at the bottom of the barrel that I did not notice when I was confined to the walls of the castle.
I did not return to the past to see my country triumph at the end of last year’s war.
I did not return to the past to see the stench of blood seep deep into this land.
Instead, I will try to prevent it.
That’s right. I thought it would be easy to change the future.
I was hoping that I would marry Kwanach safely and maintain the alliance.
To Diaquit’s unknowable soul, the montum of the war over the continent in general, and even the belated discovery of my infertility.
In the end, I had to cheat both Kwanach and Diaquit.
I wasn’t sure, but I also didn’t want to give up. I didn’t want to go back to the old days where I was helpless anymore.
* * * *
The preparations for the marriage proceeded in a flash. At first, there was a strong sense of haste for the ceremony in the empire.
In the anti, I was thinking so much that my head hurt.
Let’s say I discovered Diaquit’s conspiracy and prevented a war. The next thing was also a problem.
If I were married for a year or two, but there were no children, Kwanach would notice sothing was wrong.
He might even divorce . I was sure my bloodline was the only thing he wanted. If that happened, the marriage alliance would naturally be broken, and the war would co back to haunt us.
Was there a way to have children? Could it be done with the help of other magic?
However, I could not find a suitable answer to this question, and ti passed.
Before I knew it, the second wedding day dawned.
A short ti later, the imperial procession entered the palace. It was early in the morning, just after the sun had risen.
I was in my room and the sound of horses’ hooves made curious enough to run to the window.
The flag of the Radon Empire fluttered, a red sun pattern emblazoned on a black background.
The procession was intimidating, but there was one person who stood out from the rest.
A man in black armor and a red cloak.
His physique was so large that he was clearly different from the knights. Even if it wasn’t because of his figure, he had the power to naturally attract the gaze of others.
“Kwanach….”
He was to be my husband, and from now on he will be my husband.
Kwanach was riding a large black horse. As soon as he turned to face through the window, I gasped.
‘That man is still the sa, isn’t he?’
Still mighty, still beautiful, still overwhelming to behold. Once again, I ca to realize what my husband was like.
For the past ten years since my regression, I have lived my life with my eyes only on today. I have completed all the preparations I could realistically make. Nevertheless, when I looked directly at Kwanach, my heart trembled with anxiety.
‘Calm down.’
I placed my hands on my chest and took a deep breath. I carefully inspected my mind to see what I had to do.
I was almost certain that Diaquit would try to assassinate , but blind faith was not good. When I accepted Diaquit’s proposal, even though I was superficially in the sa boat as him, he might have had a sudden change of heart.
Today, it would be better not to guarantee that that assassination that killed in a previous life would not happen again.
I tried to act with even the smallest possibility in mind. There’s nothing wrong with being careful.
“First thing first, survival, second thing second.’
I pulled myself together and stared at Kwanach reluctantly until he disappeared from my view.
‘I shouldn’t be too awkward with Kwanach, but…’
* * * *
The ti to see Kwanach alone ca sooner than expected. It was out of etiquette, but Kwanach had requested to see before the wedding ceremony.
‘It wasn’t like this before the regression…’
It was then that I saw Kwanach for the first ti as he entered the wedding hall.
Wasn’t it a bit much to walk into a wedding hall with a bride you’ve never even spoken to?
I quickly regained my composure, as such minute distortions had happened before this. I worn a light but suitably polite outfit and waited for him before I changed into my wedding dress.
Eventually, Kwanach entered the chamber alone.
He was still dressed in his armor. The matted black armor wrapped his massive body without any gaps.
“Princess.”
“…….”
As Kwanach entered the room, the air in the room seed to change. He was a man who could intimidate people just by standing in the sa space as them.
I gulped and grabbed the hem of my dress.
“Nice to et you, Your Majesty.”
I made my first polite greeting. I could feel Kwanach’s piercing eyes rummaging all over .
I tried not to be frightened or perturbed by his gaze. For this mont, I was grateful for my non-emotional nature.
Step. Step.
Kwanach was getting closer to , one step at a ti. The shorter the distance between us beca, the more erratically my heart beat.
Kwanach’s amazing beauty made nervous. It would be natural for a person who can distinguish between tastes to shrink in front of him.
And he was right in front of . His body odor faintly stabbed my nose.
Eventually, a thick voice escaped his lips.
“Princess will not like this marriage.”
It was not a very appropriate first conversation between a groom and his bride just before the wedding.
Was that the kind of thing you would say on the first encounter?
I lifted my gaze and made eye contact with Kwanach.
I wondered what this man was thinking. I didn’t want to offend him if I didn’t have to.
Kwanach of my previous life invaded this land without rcy. The imperial army killed my brother in cold blood. But paradoxically, in order to prevent that future, I had to maintain a safe marriage with this man.
I opened my mouth, trying to maintain my composure.
“Your Majesty, why do you think I don’t like this marriage?”
“…….”
“I ca to this place, willing to marry Your Majesty.”
Kwanach’s forehead wrinkled slightly.
“You have beautiful lips, and you are a good liar.”
“I’m not lying…”
“Very well. Let’s start with titles. We are going to be husband and wife after a while. Call by my na.”
Call the na of the emperor who has ruled half of the continent since our first eting. My body stiffened in bewildernt at the unexpected suggestion.
Kwanach’s dark eyebrows furrowed as he continued his words.
“Royal etiquette, I don’t know much about such things. And I don’t like Princess calling that.”
“Your Majesty also calls Princess…….”
“Usphere.”
As soon as my na appeared in his voice, I felt a strange heat in my chest.
Did he know my na by any chance? I didn’t think about that.
The grim look on Kwanach’s face grew darker by the mont.
I said with bated breath as I squeezed out.
“Kwa…… nach.”
“…….”
I said with great courage and there was no response. Silence passed between us for a while.
Didn’t he hear ?
I didn’t want him to hate for refusing his request, so I reiterated it in a clearer voice than before.
“Kwanach.”
The sound of his na rolled off the tip of my tongue wasn’t too bad.
Kwanach gave a small cough, as if he had heard it correctly this ti. Apparently, though, there was even more force between his eyebrows.
His jaw, which looked as if it had been painstakingly carved by a sculptor, was tightly closed. His red, thick lips did not even move a bit.
He told to call him by his na. Did he not like it when he heard it?
However, I didn’t expect Kwanach to like as a woman in the first place.
Usphere Catatel. Because what Kwanach was looking for from this na was not Usphere, but Catatel. Or, more accurately, the power in the blood of Catatel.
For a handso man who was admired all over the continent, a frontier princess would seem dull and boring.
In my country, I was praised as a beautiful Princess, but in the vast empire, I was an ordinary axis. I didn’t even have a face worthy of the image of beauty in the empire.
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