The Abandoned Empress Chapter 45

Chapter 45: Chapter 45

I turned my head to a familiar voice. Silver hair and blue uniform covered with dust.

When I t his eyes, I saw his face crumpling gradually.

At that mont, a group of people stepped in.

“I didn’t know I would see you so quickly. I’m sorry to call you, Marquis Monique.”

“I’m honored to see Your Majesty, Crown Prince. I ca running here as soon as I got the ssage, but what happened?”

“I don’t know, either. She suddenly collapsed, and she is still in bed. The imperial doctor who examined her said that she seed to have been shocked by sothing, but he said he didn’t know the cause exactly.”

“…I see.”

“I looked into other parts of her body for so clue, but there was nothing unusual. Ah, maybe… ”

“Do you have any clue, Your Majesty?”

“Hmm, no. I don’t want to jump to conclusions. ”

“Got it, Your Majesty. ”

After bowing to him politely, my father approached . I looked up at my father, who just stared at silently for a long ti. His blue eyes trembled with anxiety.

“What’s the matter, Tia? What’s wrong with you? ”

“… ”

“What was so shocking to you? What is it that has distressed you so much as to collapse? Huh? Tell . ”

“… ”

“Please tell anything. I’m so frustrated as you keep your mouth shut. ”

“… ”

“Are you upset because I ca late? I’m sorry. If I had known this earlier, I would never have left you alone. ”

Although he talked in a very friendly tone, I could not understand well. I heard only the sound of his voice, but its aning was not conveyed to . What was he telling ? When I blinked slowly and tilted my head, there was so liveliness in his face. He began to say with a subdued voice, “Can’t you co to your senses?”

“… ”

“Are you going to live absent-mindedly like this?”

“… ”

“Tia!”

“… ”

He began to shout with a cracked voice. His hardened face was contorted, and his repressed voice was growing bigger. As I didn’t want to hear his cranky voice that broke the peace of my mind, I covered my ears with both hands.

He grabbed my arms tightly. Pulling away my hands from my ears, he lanted, “I’ve raised you wrong. As I was worried that you might suffer, I overindulged you when I raised you. As a result, you have grown up as a weak child. ”

“… ”

“You often pass out like this. Can you say you are the imdiate mber of the Monique family since you are weak like this? Why did you say you wanted to learn fencing with such a weak spirit? How co you told you wanted to succeed the family with this weak ntal power! ”

“… ”

“Aristia La Monique!”

When I heard his severe rebuke imbued with sadness, I began to understand the combination of aningless words little by little that sounded like a flowing sound. I could feel my body again gradually. My body was shaking violently. My shoulders felt painful.

‘What the heck is this?’

Surprised by his very strange look, I reached out to him, whose face was hardened.

“Daddy?”

“Have you co to your senses now?”

“Why are you here?”

“Oh my God, you don’t know you have been out of your mind until now.”

“… ”

“Whew! I’m relieved to see you coming to your senses. Take a rest today. Let’s talk again tomorrow. ”

While trying to say sothing, he stopped and slowly raised his body. The blue-haired young man, leaning on the doorway with his arms folded, pulled his body off the wall while watching him.

“I’m sorry to show you my daughter’s sorry condition, Your Majesty.”

“No, marquis. Well, I’m sorry to say this in a situation like this, but I think I should leave. They say I can’t delay anymore. ”

“We’re fine. Please don’t worry.”

“Thank you. By the way, will you allow to talk to your daughter for a mont? ”

“Yes, go ahead please.”

Even after the door was firmly closed, he said nothing. Why is he so hesitant before talking to ? The longer he kept silent, the more anxious I beca. I heard his cold voice when I was fidgeting with the hem of the bed sheet, with my head down.

“You may have heard it, but I have to leave now.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“You.”

“… ”

“… Okay, just have so rest. I’ll see you next ti,” he said, stopping from getting up. Wasn’t he about to say sothing to ? I was puzzled, but I didn’t have the courage to ask him, so I turned and watched him leave. His blue hair was dishevelled and the hem of his white cloak fluttered.

Thump! The door was closed behind him.

I couldn’t go to sleep. I tried to sleep, with my eyes close, but the more I did so, the harder it was.

As I couldn’t stand it, I got out of bed. The room was not very dark thanks to the moonlight coming through the slightly open curtains. I was lost in thought in the dark blue moonlight.

The crown prince and I, past and present, and fate.

When I ca back to my days as a ten-year-old girl and opened my eyes, I thought it was a dream. But my thinking was shattered when I received God’s prophecy. It didn’t matter whether it was a dream or a reality for to have co back to childhood. What’s more important was the fact that I was abandoned by God, and that I was determined to crush sothing that God described as fate.

Since I didn’t want to repeat my terrible past, I desperately looked for a way, but it wasn’t that easy.

I couldn’t even think of revenge because of my fate entangled with the imperial family, and I didn’t want to gamble on the lives of people around who beca precious to little by little. Moreover, unlike the old , I even had the right to succeed to the throne. As a result I could be charged with treason if I acted strangely.

I found a way in the hard way despite all the difficulties, but unfortunately, it took a lot of ti. That’s why I’ve avoided being entangled with the imperial family and went running to achieve the goal while being careful not to get his attention. Unlike my past, I was loved by my father, favored by many knights, and cared for by Allendis and Carsein a lot, but I could not open my heart to them because I couldn’t afford to look around .

At first, it was okay to . I thought that if I tried hard, I would certainly change my destiny.

But ti was running out, and the path I chose beca increasingly distant. The more I felt so, the more desperate I beca. I spent a sleepless night, trembling with anxiety every day because I suspected that I could not change my fate, I could not escape him forever and, in the end, I could be hurt and lose my life again.

I might have passed out two days ago because all my deepening worries burst out into the open finally. When I unconsciously rembered his tastes, followed him and checked his countenance, I found the sa old in the past. I was aghast when I saw the shackles of the past that were choking my throat. It seed to that the god that I was vigorously rejecting was laughing at , telling I would never get out of my fate no matter how hard I tried because it was my destiny.

‘However… ‘

I bit my lips. Was it really true? At first glance, it seed that nothing has changed so much from the past, but his actions and words at the dinner the other day were very different from what I rembered about him. The reason I kept my distance from him until now was probably because he was sowhat different from the man whom I used to know.

I couldn’t figure out what it was, but it was certain that he changed recently. If he had not changed, he would never have recognized that I tried hard to satisfy his taste.

Suddenly, I had one question. If he really changed, what was it? I tried to compare his past and present self, I couldn’t because I had too many mories of him. I sighed because I felt frustrated.

I saw stationery and a pen on the table. Yes, that’s it. With the moonlight coming in, I opened a shiny silver paper, dipping the pen in ink. When organizing my thoughts, it was best for to write it down.

I tapped the paper with a pen. When I tried to write sothing, I couldn’t get out what I wanted to write.

“Whew!”

After hesitating for a long ti, I slowly began to write finally. I started with the first letters gorgeously on the silver stationery.