Remarried Empress – Chapter 238. Confession of Two People. (1)
Back in the quarters, Rasta slammed the door shut.
As soon as she entered the room, she immediately hugged her pillow and fell on the bed.
The head felt hot and the air felt cold.
Rasta strode and smashed into the pillow.
a very wicked person What a wicked man!
Can the attitude shown by Grand Duke Kafmen yesterday be so different from that of today?
He was obviously into himself yesterday.
But today is as cold as before.
It's only been a day!
One day was not a full 24 hours.
It's only been about ten hours.
'The waste must have done something else.'
Rasta was sure.
When Grand Duke Kafmen showed interest in this side, he ran in the morning and dazzled him.
He took Sovishu away, and this time, Duke Kafmen.
"Pretending to be noble."
Rasta braced with anger at the thought.
"He pretends to be so noble, but in fact he's the lightest."
When he was in the Eastern Empire, he seduced Prince Hein-ri, and here he seduced Soso-shu again.
That's not enough. Grand Duke Kafmen!
"He didn't like me."
Rasta snorted.
There were such people.
People who want only themselves to be noticed everywhere.
In the eyes of Rasta, the waste was just like that.
But soon Rasta shook her head.
'It's not the right time for me to care about this.
It was cute to see a handsome man like Grand Capmen hanging on, but that was all.
It has already been used to arouse the jealousy of Sossoch.
Rasta put her pillow aside and got out of bed.
'That's right. What's important now is what Abby said.'
Rasta chewed her nails and frowned.
'What's the document with my name on it?
A document that could be used as a threat.….
The answer didn't come long before long.
"Slavery documents.
Before Rasta, who had finished his thought, visited Sovishu.
A step ahead, Sovishu called Rasta.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor is looking for you."
Rasta got up from her seat with a smile that she knew it would happen.
'I guess you're calling me 'cause you're jealous.'
I tried to pretend to be calm, but I couldn't stand it.
"Wait a minute."
Rasta sent out an errand boy, and hurriedly looked in the mirror and arranged his clothes.
"Let's go."
"Yes."
When I went to the front of Sovishu's room, the knight opened the door.
As Rasta entered the room, he arranged what he had to say to Sovishu.
I'll try to soothe my jealous husband for now and….
Then we'll have to know what Koshar said.
Sovish will take care of Koshar in anger.
But the first thing Rasta heard from Sovish was not jealousy, but a request.
"If you're an empress, beware of your actions."
Rasta was bewildered for a moment by the more rigid words than she thought.
She analyzed the words of Sovishu with a bang.
As a result, it was concluded that this is also a kind of jealousy.
The Queen's dignity is an excuse, and you don't want to hang out with other men.
Rasta smiled inwardly, but answered mildly.
"Of course, Your Majesty."
But Sovish was even more impressed by Rasta's sparkling smile.
"Not a joke, Rasta."
"What?"
"There's a career gap, so I don't want a butterfly level. But at the very least, shouldn't we make sure that the deficiencies are not noticeable?"
"Not enough?"
Rasta asked because she hurt her pride.
To say that out of jealousy, Sovishu's words now were too offensive.
Who are you comparing to who?
"Do you have to attend the national wedding of another country as a VIP, and speak that way?"
"Tell me what Rasta said."
"Why didn't you just say, 'Butterfly is sterile?'"
"You didn't say anything wrong."
"Whether it was wrong or not, it wasn't something to say to the newlyweds at the wedding. Besides, this could have turned into a diplomatic issue."
He is a butterfly who loves the Eastern Empire, so he will not be caught up in this matter.
Sovishu was convinced by the nature of the butterfly.
Apart from that, the one who brought this up was a disgrace.
Rasta opened her eyes wide.
The image of Sovishu, who was looking for Navier, came back to minded.
I feel a dizzying pain as if my heart was cut with a thin knife.
"Your Majesty… …don't you care a bit about what your sister told me?"
In the end, Rasta cried and asked.
I think I heard the story of infertility before and after the war.
How could he say that?
How did the two waste brothers and sisters drive themselves?
"The waste money told me to stay with my sister and sister when you have a new lover. Her brother threatened me!"
"What do you mean a threat?"
Sovish asked, frowning his brow.
"How did he threaten you?"
"He's…"
Rasta tried to snitch as she was, but shut her mouth.
Koshar's threat was largely two.
One is that he knows there's a hidden child.
The other is that the slave trade documents are in the Palace of the Eastern Empire.
It was difficult to say either way.
Especially when it comes to children!
Not knowing that Sovish already knew about his first, Rasta finally confided in the second slave trade document.
"My brother, Abby, told me about the paperwork for Rasta's past."
"Your past?"
"…."
"Did he have it?"
This time, Sovish asked in surprise.
For future babies, Rasta's past problems had to be dealt with for sure.
I've always felt uncomfortable with the disappearance of the slave trade documents that Rotech had.
It was surprising when Rasta seemed to tell the story.
"I don't know. I didn't exactly say it was the document… he said, the document was in the palace."
Rasta said, bewildered by Sovishu's understanding at once.
"In the Imperial Palace?"
"Yes."
"I looked for it, but it wasn't there."
Sovishu muttered.
Only after hearing the sound, Rasta realized that the slave trade document on which his name was posted had left the hand of Rotech himself.
Koshar didn't threaten you empty-handed, but really such documents were wandering around somewhere.
"Did you lose the document?"
Rasta asked, his face turned pale.
"Did you lose Rasta's slave trade documents?"
"…."
"Tell me, Your Majesty, it's Rasta's business."
When Rasta held her arms and begged, Sovishu was forced to tell her.
"It is true that Koshar took the document from Rotech himself. But then the papers disappeared."
"Isn't he in the house? The waste house!"
"I searched everywhere, but there was none. We've searched everywhere.
Rasta wrapped her face in her hands.
How can this be?
Then maybe someone passing by might find the document.
The palace was spacious, and there were more people who lived there and more people who passed by.
Part of the palace was also open to visitors.
And then the papers are gone…?
"Why, why didn't you tell Rasta that!"
Unable to withstand the stress, Rasta grabbed the dress and shouted.
Heinley turned up pale by the time he was having lunch.
"I'm sorry, Quinn. I heard there was an emergency on the border, so I got a report."
"It's okay. I can't help being busy with work."
I laughed as calmly as I could.
But it was strange.
Usually, she smiles with her eyes and talks about this and that. Today, she clenched her fist strangely. I couldn't keep my eyes in one place, repeatedly opening my eyes.
"Heinley? Are you all right?"
Did it really have a bad effect because of the Mana Stone Bed?
When asked worriedly, Hein-ri closed her eyes completely.
Then he hesitated for a while and then opened his mouth.
"I can't help it if you think you're making excuses…. it looks like Grand Duke Kafmen fed me yesterday."
"Princess Kafmen? You mean when you two went out together?"
"Yes."
What did he feed her?
"By any chance, is there anything to do with staying in the room alone?"
Your attitude was unusually strange yesterday.
A servant who comes up alone and stays in his room.
Heinley didn't answer correctly again this time.
Then he managed to open his mouth.
"Yes. It was a strange drug. Dokdo, and is no sense, but not magic. When I drank it, I felt like I had a nightmare."
Heinley couldn't speak more than that and lowered his gaze.
When I saw it, I could see what the great Duke of Kafmen gave me.
You've given him the love potion.
The first night, I recall the agonizing look on my face from the terrace.
You said you might not be able to control yourself.….
It's making me crazy.
You punched Sooshu, and this time you used the medicine.
Anyway, seeing how embarrassed he is, he must have reacted to someone.
And now….
"How's the medicine going? Do you still have it?"
My heart trembled, but I asked as if I was as calm as possible.
Grand Duke Kafmen said the potion was never a lasting one.
It's never been more than a week, no matter how long.
But now that Grand Duke Kafmen himself is suffering from side effects, he was anxious.
Since Heinley and I had a political marriage, I thought he might one day bring a real lover into the government.
But I didn't like it this way