Remarried Empress – Chapter 213. Wedding of Sovieshu . (2)

I was reluctant to be honest.

But Sovieshu was the emperor of the Eastern Empire.

It was hard to refuse a new groom's request..

It was a discourtesy for the wedding honored guests to refuse to dance at the reception.

There is nothing I can do.

accepting the dance of Sovieshu and we advanced to the center.

When I and Sovieshu came out, the people there quickly retreated as if they were avoiding the trap.

Before the music came out. I stood with my eyes closed for a moment, I had a strong sense of deja vu.

A few months ago, New Year's Day came to mind.

But when the music began, the feet, unlike the complex emotions, took familiar steps.

It's only a short time since I got a divorce.

Besides, Sovieshu and I danced together for most of my life.

my Body accepted him as my partner with familiarity.

Even where we make mistakes.

Sovieshu had appealed for a dance, but he remained silent throughout the dance.

Just looking at me, clasping and loosening my hand.

Then, when it was time to dance lightly holding hands, he asked in a small voice.

"What's your answer?"

I could see at once what kind of reply he was expecting.

"Didn't the messenger tell you?"

"Have you had anything else say?"

"No."

"…."

I heard Sovieshu grinding his teeth.

I was just turning around, so I'm not sure if I heard it right.

After a turn, Sovieshu looked calm.

I didn't need much because his eyes said everything.

In that condition he asked again.

"Didn't you have anything to say to me?"

"What should I say?"

"I… … didn't mean to miss you."

"Today is Your Majesty's wedding."

You don't miss me.

I saw you holding hands tightly with Rashta during the parade.

I can't help but snorting.

Sovieshu looked at me with a shocked face.

I asked because I was genuinely curious.

"When I saw a letter saying you were going to make me the empress after a year later. Did you think I'd let go of my anger?"

Sovieshu flinched.

I don't know if it's because I got hit on the nail or if I didn't think about it, but I kept talking.

"How do you know a year will be it? What if there's a second child in the meantime? Will the contract be extended?"

"navier."

"A year later, even if you really keep your word–"

The music was over when I said just that.

Me and Sovieshu stopped reflexively.

The distance between us was still close because of our posture at the end of the dance.

i finished in a horse quiet voice.

"you don't want to be turn down by your own child when he grows up, listening to the sound of his mother's enemy'."

When I finished talking, I took two steps back and looked at him.

Sovieshu looked even more surprised.

His mouth was slightly wide open on his blank face and his face was pale.

It's obvious that I've heard you talking about me.

After looking at him for a moment, I greeted him with courtesy and turned back and backed away.

We only exchanged a few words, but I'm already tired.

Fortunately, when heinley, Duke of Elgy, and Sovieshu asked to dance with me one after another, no one had requested to dance since then.

Was it mentally exhausting?

As I looked sideways over the drinks, Sovieshu was sitting in a chair and no longer danced.

The Duke of Elgy was talking about something with his peers.

Heinley seemed to want to dance next to me one more time, but….

"Sorry."

I didn't want to dance again because I didn't feel good.

"It's okay. We have a chance tomorrow."

There will be a second reception tomorrow, and the masquerade will probably be the theme.

It reminds me of a bad memory when I heard that it's a masquerade.

The thought of holding a third reception makes me terribly tired.

But for fear that Heinley might be worried, I smiled and nodded.

It was then.

Suddenly a distant murmur came from the distance.

Many people were surprised and admired at the same time.

What could it be?

Looking at the sound, there's a group of people somewhere. It sounded like it was coming from there.

Who's doing some funny tricks?

I was curious, but I don't feel like going there.

I turned off my nerves and ate the piece of pineapple Heinley brought me.

Rose, who had been wandering around for a long time, came to me and told me.

"Your Highness Queen. it's that person."

Rose made the title ambiguous, but I could guess who it meant.

I'm talking about Rashta.

Rose is on my side, so it's hard to call Rashta the Empress in front of me.

When I nodded and looked, Rose spoke quietly.

"In celebration of our wedding, we're going to donate a huge amount of money to institutions that need help, like orphanages and nursing homes."

"Really?"

"Yes, twenty million krt."

"…really?"

"That's a lot of money. That's why everyone is so impressed."

Twenty million krt….

I opened my fan to cover my mouth, trying to hold back my laughter.

It was just the amount of bills I left behind.

I advised her not to use her name because things could get messed up.

How can she be so straightforward?….

I'm sighing.

Is Rashta smart or bad?

But I can't help it.

Even if this raises your reputation, or if this is what keeps you in the way.

Now it's all up to her luck for ignore the warning.

But after going back to the room that day.

The thought of it made me uncomfortable.

Should I have written more specifically in the letter?

That's why I told you not to use this money in the name of Rashta.

Oh, my God. …

If you weren't Rashta, you'll know as soon as you see the bill.

If things didn't get messed up, we could just let it go without a problem.

But after seeing Rashta's behavior today, I thought I should have explained the situation in more detail.

On the one hand, 'Why me? Now she's the empress, and I'm not the empress who stepped down on my own, but the empress who got divorced and was kicked out.'

Eventually, after much consideration, I decided to make a statement only to the extent that I felt at ease.

And the next day, the masquerade ball started and as soon as I went in, I found Rashta.

There she is.

But when I tried to call in Rashta and talk to her, she fell down alone and said my brother pushed her. I felt uncomfortable when I remembered what she had claimed.

Is there any guarantee that she won't do it again?

On second thought, a clever idea came to mind.

A good idea to talk to Rashta and keep her from telling such lies again.

I looked at the opportunity in moderation, then approached Rashta and suggested.

"Your Majesty, will you dance with me?"