Chapter 213.1

150.1 What was half hidden (1)

I saw Ricdorians face just before the door closed.

He looked at the Empress with a cold, sunken face yet softened his face the moment our eyes met. Then he sighed and whispered to me that he would be right outside the door.

If anything happens, call me out loud. No. It doesnt matter how small it is.

He said, biting his lips.

Because your voice can be heard no matter how.

Even the Empress may have heard of it, but he looked like he didnt care. I smiled and answered him rea.s.suringly.

See you later.

After Ricdorian had completely left, there was only me, the Empress, and the old man who served as the Empresss servant in the quiet s.p.a.ce.

By all accounts. No matter how you look at it, Grand Duke Hernims actions are courageous. How impudent.

The Empress, who had been muttering a little, slowly moved her gaze. The mysterious merciful gaze mixed with twilight blue light captured me.

Then lets start talking privately. Lady.

The Empress didnt say anything like a greeting or sorts as if she wanted to bring up the main point right away. She stroked her own long hair once.

On her hand was the tiara we had offered her. She put the tiara on her long fingers and twirled it.

First of all, thank you so much for this.

No, its fine.

Im only telling you now, but I didnt think you guys would actually bring it.

Really?

It was only after I answered that I realized that my tone might sound rude, but it had already been spilled. Fortunately, however, the Empress didnt seem to care much. Looking closely, she was someone with a cool corner somewhere.

So I thought I would do you a favor. Think of it as a quick reward.

It seemed that she was the person who wanted to go straight to the core without being superfluous, and that she wanted the same for others and for herself.

Now that Ive been honest, can I say one more thing? I really wanted to see you. Do you know?

It is an honor.

I told your brother I wanted to see you countless times, but he never showed me.

People would usually say that this is a familys honor at this time. I couldnt spit those words out because family.

The tiara, which had been spinning around, stopped. The Empress grabs the tiara thrown into the air.

Lady, did you feel something when you saw this?

Looking at the tiara you mean?

Yes.

Tap, tap. She touched the biggest jewel of the tiara with her thumb. Suddenly, her well-shaped lips opened, and unexpected words flowed out.

This is originally a Blue Roses thing. Im sure you can feel it.

I glanced at the tiara and nodded. The Empress looked surprised at my calm reaction. Then she frowned slightly.

I see.

Youre not surprised?

Im sorry, but there have been so many surprises in the meantime.

If anyone knew what I was doing recently, they would fully understand. The Empress did not erase her surprised expression and tapped her chin with the tiara.

Well, no matter how immovable and indifferent are the Blue Roses characteristics, I wouldnt be surprised at all. Then Do you already know that you are not the Blue Rose of this age?

I stopped at her words. She seemed to think that I wouldnt be surprised by this, but on the contrary, I was surprised. Does that mean that the Empress knows that I have s.h.i.+fted dimensions?

Thats ridiculous.

It was disconcerting and surprising. At this point, it seems that only Ricdorian and Francia didnt know. The male and female lead shows off their uniqueness like this somehow.

I calmly organized my thoughts.

Ricdorian and Francia. These two people did not meet the original Iana, so I couldnt tell. How could the Empress notice this? Could she have seen Iana? Judging from Ianas diary, she was imprisoned in the Black Roses mansion, just like me. The cause was Chasers father, not Chaser.

You dont have to be so wary. This is none other than my ability as a rose. Do you know the power of the roses? Just like the healing power of a White Rose.

Yes, I know.

Hmm, now youre showing agitation.

Excuse me, but may I dare ask what your abilities are?

Does your tone become subtle when youre fl.u.s.tered?

The Empress seemed to have regained her composure after her surprise that was revealed unknowingly. She looked down at me with curious eyes.

You should know that I am closer to an imperfect rose rather than it being an ability. Im not perfect, so I recognize the perfect. Like an instinct.

An imperfect rose.

Come to think of it, I heard that before. The story that came out during the last audience. There are a total of five roses, including the Blue Rose, painted on the Kambrakam slabs. There is no Purple Rose in it.

If recognition is simply caused by imperfection, then isnt it an ability too?

Well, thats very vague.

The Empress squeezed her temples as if in pain.

The Rose I am is a being that gets its strength from hatred of the Blue Rose. Its such a weird thing, isnt it? Such is the origin of this rose.

A story I had never heard of, came out from the Empress. The origin of the rose, I wanted to know. So I nodded. Certainly, the existence of the roses is strange.

Yes. Its strange.

Yes. I think so. I am going to talk about the origin of this rose.

Do we have to start there to know about the Blue Rose?

Right. Yes, before we talk Do you believe in G.o.d?

What?

Suddenly, G.o.d. Surely this country believes in G.o.d and has temples, but. As a country with a separate imperial family and temples, they left it up to individual freedom to believe or not believe in G.o.d.

I dont believe it.

Is it? So let me ask you a philosophical question.

She smiled seductively. She clasped her chin with one hand and patted her own cheek with the other, as if playing a piano.

If G.o.d dies, where do you think the dead G.o.d will go?

Were not talking about roses, but G.o.d. Aside from the contradictory words of G.o.d and death, I just tilted my head at the rambling talk.

You look like you dont understand.

No.

No. What kind of nonsense is this woman talking about right now, youre thinking so, right?

I didnt think so.

Really? Youre an honest Lady.

Instead of repeating my words partially, the Empress let out a small laugh. Marshmel was like that. My personality made it easy for my superiors to tease me and stab me if I made a mistake.

I was rude. I was surprised and made a mistake.

Hearing that, I thought, perhaps, that Chasers refusal to let me go is a measure against getting stabbed.

No. Its the rudeness that I allowed. And no matter what you do, I wont get angry at you. First of all, because I am also a rose. I follow my instincts. Yes, it is inevitable Shall I say you look lovely?

Is that why you kept smiling like you were tempting me, Sister? I almost asked this. She meant that it wasnt really her intention to be like that, but she had a beautiful smile on his face.

Blue Rose, you must know about the imperfect Purple Rose and the Blue Rose they hate and long for.

Yes.

Among those who inherit the blood of the imperial family, those who become the Crown Princes will hear a certain fairy tale. So did I.