Chapter 42

The three days passed smoothly—an unexpected turn of events. It was an enjoyable occasion, and I discreetly ignored the weak and empty prey Achil at every end of the hunt. I never imagined he wouldn't even catch a single bird! And contrary to my expectations, Athena didn't seem disappointed in her knight and his empty hands. The poor girl had finally come to realize that he wasn't just an unscathed knight but a fleeing one before he could be scratched.

It seemed that the emperor had finally decided to break this repetitive boredom and achieve something that would put an end to the empress's sole authority. He stood there after all the princes had finished presenting their prey. Then the emperor looked at Achil's empty hands with a sad expression and glanced at everyone in confusion. "What should we do with Prince Achill? He won't achieve anything with these soft hands." Before the empress could attempt a response, the emperor asked his servant, "Doesn't Prince Achil have a concubine who is the Crown Princess?" 

My eyes widened, and fear appeared on the faces of Laverne and her siblings, even Nero, who loved such things. Confusion was evident on everyone's faces, including the empress and Achil himself. Only the emperor and Aron's mother knew about it.

She made sure that no one else was aware. It seemed that Aron's mother knew when to stop talking when something could bring some benefit to Achil, even if it was something trivial like a fallen Crown princess. The emperor's servant replied, "Yes, Your Majesty. Yuana from the Kingdom of Carmina."

Everyone's gaze turned towards me, and for a moment, I saw a smile form on Aron's lips. Then my eyes immediately shifted to Achil, who looked extremely shocked. "Your Majesty, it seems that you are misun-" Achil gets interrupted by the emporer, who redirects his words towards me. "Isn't that right, Yuana?" I stood in respect and nodded, "Indeed, Your Majesty."