Who Stole The Empress Chapter 46: I’m disappointed

.My poor Majesty.

Natasha ran her soft hand over Gillottis greasy-sweating forehead.

He had been fine for the last few days, but today he collapsed again.

A cough started a month ago, and now he has a fever.

There was no reason and no sign.

It wasnt even a simple cold or injury.

Your Majesty. This is sothing that even the temple cant do anything about. We can only watch and wait. All things are Gods will.

In other words, it didnt matter if he was Emperor, he had no choice but to suffer.

Fortunately, after having such a hard ti for a few days, he was back on his feet, but then the process repeated.

Your Majesty, how did you beco so thin? Natashas heart hurt so much.

Natasha stroked his pale cheeks and forehead, and then his neck, repeating the word poor as she did so.

Gillotti, who was breathing heavily, opened his eyes tiredly and looked at her.

..Tasha.

Your Majesty.

Natasha grabbed Gillottis thin hand tightly.

How long did I sleep?

Its been exactly twelve hours since you collapsed this morning.

Of course. In the anti, you protected . Kakak!

Gillotti coughed.

Natasha quickly pulled her hand out, got up and fetched a glass of water for him.

Shh. My Majesty, my Gillotti. Its only natural for to protect you. So dont worry about anything, and sleep tight.

NatashaNatasha

Gillottis cloudy eyes filled Natashas exhausted face.

A moist face that mixed love, concern, anxiety, and faith together.

my love, I must have you as an Empress.

Gillotti, oh, Gillotti, I dont care about that. Im not guarding His Majestys side because I want to be an empress.I just want to be there for His Majesty whenever hes sick, whenever hes weak, whenever he needs .

Natasha said with a face full of tears.

She put her forehead in his hands and shook her shoulders as she sobbed.

Gillottis eyes filled with tears as he looked at her head, which was trembling weakly.

Was there ever anyone who loved him this much?

By far, there was not a single person.

As expected, Natasha was his recording. She was a green adow and spring.

I must

Gillottis voice beca distant. He fell asleep again.

Natasha, who had been sobbing with her forehead on Gillottis hand, looked up. Ironically, her eyes were dry as if they had never been wet at any ti.

Staring at Gillotti, she patted his dry cheek with a dry touch.

Dont worry, My Majesty. Natasha will take care of everything for you.

She heaved herself up. Her belly was already round.

It was hard.

On the surface, she was only four or five months pregnant, but when she looked at her belly, it definitely looked like it was seven or eight months old.

It wasnt her first baby, so her stomach was filling up at a much faster rate. Natasha, who covered her stomach with a wide skirt, grabbed the open door and looked back.

Gillotti thought shed been with him all night, but that couldnt be.

It was just luck.

She had only been in his room for about five minutes.

Your Majesty, you must never die. Never.

For Natashas sake, and for the sake of our children.

She patted her swollen belly affectionately and quietly slipped out of the emperors bedroom.

Thick tapestries were hung all over the castle to keep out the cold.

Thick carpets were also laid on the floor.

Due to the severe cold that started last month, each layer beca even thicker.

Thanks to this, Natashas footsteps were completely buried in the darkness.

Dark shadows lood over her face, which had been like the sunshine of spring.

But what if he really dies?

She couldnt believe that Gillottis power was such a useless power.

Natasha sighed deeply, not hiding her pity.

How many people did she have to kill?

It seed more efficient to raise assassins well.

The magnitude of the emperors power this ti was very small compared to previous emperors.

Every ti she looked at it, it wasnt not enough.

She patted her round, raised belly.

Until this child was born safely and was announced that he was the Emperors child, Gillotti could not die.

She had to keep him alive by any ans necessary.

She chose him because she thought he was the strongest man, but it was lantable that he was so insignificant.

Natasha is disappointed, Your Majesty.

She mumbled to herself in front of the huge portrait of Gillotti at the end of the hallway.

Im very, very disappointed.

Natashas orange eyes, which had been shining as warmly as the spring sun, stared coldly at Gillotti in the portrait.

They were not the eyes of the person who had whispered her love earlier. It was natural.

She had never loved him from before to now.

Love was not a big deal to Natasha. It was just a way to change who she was and how she was being looked at.

To her, the emperor was just such a being. A fake love with a greater status.

She didnt know if he was going to die or not, but she had to hurry her plans because he was so weak. The child had to be raised to the position of prince and the gold mine owned by the imperial family had to be returned to her personal fortune.

It would be nice if she could ascend to the position of Empress, but it didnt have to be that way.

But the position had to be high.

It would not only allow her other children to inherit the title, but it would also give her an advantage if she had to flee to another country.

I heard Amor is a better place to live.

(* oh no, dont you dare go to Amor)

However, the head of the kingdom was a female king.

It was said the King hated Tanatos exceptionally and specifically.

It was easier for Natasha if the person in power was a man anyway.

It was much easier to stir up pity, to touch their desires, and to gouge out their weaknesses.

n were enamored with Natasha Roanti, who was weak and adorable and had a tragic past.

By embracing her, they flaunted their superiority and toughness and pride.

Its as if they were her saviors, as if she was their greatness as well.

Its like a worm.

However, she was no different from a worm, living as a parasite on that worm.

Natasha survived in the way she most despised and hated. And she would continue to live this way.

It didnt matter.

If only she could survive in any way, and live in a way that did not threaten her children so that no one could ignore her

She was willing to be a bug a thousand tis, ten thousand tis over.

And she still had the highest authority in this country that way.

Natasha patted her round belly carefully.

I will be the most powerful person in this country.

So the mother and her children would beco noble blood vessels of the imperial family.

This shallow Natasha will beco part of the royal family of the great golden empire of Tanatos!

She was the only woman left in this imperial family.

But still, it was too early to be relieved.

What the differently-abled nations considered most important was who inherited the divine ability.

The fact that they possessed different abilities was no different from the story that they had received Gods choice. The current emperor, Gillotti, had no children, and his only sister was dead.

The greatest threat ca from the brother of the previous emperor and Gillottis uncle, Grand Duke Lopes. However, he was already fifty-five years old and had no power.

It was a bit concerning to know that he had twelve children, all nobles who occupied seats in the council.

Still, it was no match for the powerful weapon of the current emperors bloodline.

Natasha carefully patted her belly again.

The baby wriggled, as if it had read its mothers uneasy thoughts. Natasha gazed at it lovingly.

However, we must be prepared when things go wrong.

The last of the wildly evil won of Yasa in history ended up looking at the present, rampaging through it, and getting their heads cut off foolishly. Such a thing should not have happened.

How could she have survived all this ti and then die in vain like that?

I think its better to make connections with other countries just in case.

It seed that Amor, where it was good to live and was hostile to Tanatos, would be good.

The king who hated Tanatos, but she wouldnt hate Tanatos as a whole.

In fact, her (Theo) hatred was her advantage.

A woman who had been used and discarded by Tanatos was more likely to perate into the gap of hate.

I suppose I should start reaching out to Amors diplomat now. Tamon Krasis is the one.

He was a man she had t many tis at banquets, but had never once laid eyes on her.

Instead, he was caught by her eyes on more than one occasion.

The n of Tanatos were generally pale and sharp looking.

Due to the cold weather, they always wore thick clothes, but when the body got bigger, it looked dull.

Hobbies that involved internal activities rather than external ones were preferable, and physical work was sothing for the lower class people to do.

But the climate of Amor was opposite.

Amor n were big and healthy, with brown skin. It was hot there and they were not afraid to show their bodies in light clothes.

Amor n were strong and tireless.

They lived in a place where the weather was always nice, so their personalities were usually relaxed and easy-going.

But the Amor n are savage and promiscuous. They say its easy to et and part. Marriage is a sacred family contract, so how can it be so easy to et?

The ladies were busy whispering and sneaking when Amors Tamon Krasis appeared.

They glanced at him, blushed, and even wandered around him for no apparent reason.

Savage and promiscuous Thats exactly the kind of country Im after.

Smirking, Natasha stood in front of the last room in the corridor.

Looking at the heavy door, she raised her pale hand and knocked naturally on the door.

Once, twice, and a little later.

The door opened as if it had been waiting for her.

Natasha!

The person, who hurriedly opened the door and appeared, hugged Natasha.

Cradled in his chest, Natasha gently brushed the mans golden hair.

His Majesty woke up and didnt let go.

That d*mn Emperor!

Shhhh, be careful, Roxon, this is the Imperial Palace.

Natasha pushed him into the door with a gentle hand.

They were pulled into the room in a tangled ss. His hands hurried to embrace Natasha.

The Emperor has fallen and it is I, Roxon Bake, who do all the affairs of state, so who can harm ?

He talked arrogantly.

Of course. Who dares. Thats right.

Natasha leaned her head lightly on his shoulder.

Through the window, Roxon held Natasha.

He had blond hair, green eyes, and a tall, slender figure.

It was hard to distinguish him from the emperor.

Of course, his facial features were very different from the emperor, the most beautiful man in the empire.

Marquis Roxon Bake.

He was a distant cousin of the Emperor. He was very clever and ambitious,and he was crowned Pri Minister with the help of his relatives.

His ambition and Natashas black heart ca together.

Strangely enough, no matter how many nights she spent with the Emperor, she never got pregnant.

As the next best option, Natasha chose Marquis Roxon Bake, a distant relative of the emperor. She whispered in his ear as she patted her rounded belly.

Youll help my child beco Emperor, right?

At Natashas words, Roxon smiled confidently and lifted Natashas chin, their lips locked together deeply.

Of course, Natasha, you have nothing to worry about. Everything will be fine.

Natasha smiled, relieved by Roxons words. Yes, whats there to worry about?

The Empress, who was like a thorn in her eyes, died, and the Emperor, who had nothing to look at, was bedridden.

As Roxon said, all will be well.

Everything is as Natasha wants.