A Captive Prince Awaiting Execution Falls In Love With A Young Lady - Episode 28

Ten days later.

Sirius was meeting with a man in a room at Aobamiya, along with Mrs. Garcia.

No, should I say I had an audience?

Sirius thought it was a joke until he actually saw it like this.

Or perhaps they might bring someone completely different and casually introduce them to Sirius.

However.

The man who entered the room accompanied by Madame Garcia was wearing a veil and dressed in the traditional attire of the Darnian Empire.

It was immediately obvious from the material of the clothing that they held a high position, and above all, the scent was different—something Sirius had never smelled before.

The man appeared here, exuding a fragrance fundamentally different from the perfumes of this country.

Around the age of mid-40s, I suppose.

The golden hair was neatly slicked back, the slender body was toned, and it somehow reminded one of a feline carnivore.

You can only see her eyes through the veil, but their color is like the clear sky.

Golden hair and blue eyes, just like mine.

That is.

Sirius knew that he had inherited it from his mother.

“Your Majesty, Emperor of the Darnian Empire.”

Mrs. Garcia said with a bitter expression.

As for the person in question, they are sitting in the prepared chair, looking very pleased as they watch Sirius standing in front of them.

“Are you Marie’s son?”

He was asked in the official language of the Darnian Empire. Although Sirius nodded, he realized that it was rude in itself and hurriedly knelt on one knee and bowed his head.

“My name is Sirius, Your Majesty.”

“Very well. Isn’t this the relationship between an uncle and his nephew? Stand up.”

Prompted, Sirius slowly stands up.

“Indeed. He resembles Mare very much. Don’t you think so, Chief Lady-in-Waiting Garcia?”

“That’s why I sent you the portrait, didn’t I?”

Mrs. Garcia pressed her forehead with one hand and raised her voice in irritation.

“I saw that and just had to meet you. I rode my horse here as fast as I could.”

The Emperor laughs heartily.

“Uh… um, thank you…?”

Should I say, “It’s an honor to meet you”?

In front of the bewildered Sirius, His Majesty the Emperor gently shook his head.

“Oh, it’s just an unofficial visit. I just met with His Majesty Benedict a moment ago, and he seemed troubled as well. I can read the room. I plan to leave right after this.”

“Is that so…?”

It seems he really just came to see his own face.

“I did something unfortunate to Mare. So I want to make sure that the child left behind can live without any hardships.”

After saying that, the Emperor suddenly blinked.

“Do you understand my words? Shall I speak in the language of the Granada Kingdom?”

Your Majesty

Mrs. Garcia glares with a scary face.

I don’t really understand, but I suppose His Majesty the Emperor is saying not to go that far.

“No. Um… I’ve been receiving lessons from Mrs. Garcia lately. I can manage basic conversations…”

Originally, they were neighboring countries. The grammar is similar, and it’s mostly a matter of how many words you know. In the Darnian Empire, many honorifics that have nearly died out in this country are still in use.

“I see. You are wise.”

His Majesty the Emperor squints his eyes. Perhaps he smiled.

“When you have settled down again, come to my country. I will introduce you to the country where Marie, the mother of Sirius, was raised.”

Thank you very much.

I heard that because I was conceived, my biological mother was forcibly repatriated and exiled.

I vaguely wonder what my mother’s life was like.

“Although in the end they disappeared into the remote lands, let it be known that their way of life was never a difficult one.”

He might have read my expression. His Majesty the Emperor said such a thing.

“Oh… I see. Thank you for your thoughtfulness.”

“Oh, right. I also brought the sweets and fruits that Marie liked. Do you want to eat them here now?”

“No, Your Majesty. I will present it to Prince Sirius later.”

Mrs. Garcia interjected and firmly refused. Her eyes were saying, “Go home quickly.”

“Ah, and there’s also the battalion entrusted to Sirius. Mariel is leading it.”

“I am always grateful for your kindness. Thanks to him, I truly feel reassured.”

“Indeed. I just met with Mariel, and she praised Sirius. She said he is obedient, intelligent, and has the qualities of a commander.”

“That is… an excessive evaluation. But thank you.”

“Seems like you’re quite loved by your fiancé again.”

I thought my face was on fire.

Maybe that’s it.

It’s a punishment game for losing at Old Maid.

“It’s a good thing when a couple gets along well. Take good care of your wife.”

Thank you very much.

I bow my head, wishing that my face will return to normal soon.

“I informed Chief Lady-in-Waiting Garcia, but what about the Musketeers?”

“I have also consulted with Captain Mariel, so I would like to discuss this further with you at a later date.”

Before arriving at the royal castle, they were sniped, and both Mariel and Sayas are suspecting that there might be a gun-armed unit from the southern lord or the Nalan faction. They are even considering the deployment of the Musketeer Corps if necessary.

Sirius wants to avoid the war itself.

Even if I’m called naive, that’s how I truly feel.

If the southern lords and my brother-in-law see the musketeer battalion lined up and crossing the border, the war is already decided.

“I think I will be able to respond by tomorrow at the latest.”

When I conveyed it to His Majesty the Emperor, he laughed magnanimously.

“Understood. Is there anything else you need?”

When asked, I almost let it slip out, but I bit my lip to hold it back. Noticing this, His Majesty the Emperor slightly tilted his head to the side.

“Alright. Say whatever you want. I couldn’t do anything for Mare. Consider this my atonement.”

“Um… well then.”

Sirius steeled himself and lowered his chin.

“It’s okay if it’s not big. Could you please give me a merchant ship?”

“Merchant ship?”

It was Mrs. Garcia who asked again.

“What is it used for?”

To Mrs. Garcia, who furrows her brows, Sirius says.

“If possible, I don’t want to go to war. But if it does break out, I want to keep it to a minimum. That’s why I want to use it.”

Madam Garcia looked at His Majesty the Emperor with a puzzled expression.

“Alright, Garcia. Buy it under someone’s name in this country. But make sure there’s no trace left of the Darnian Empire’s involvement.”

Understood.

Seeing Mrs. Garcia bow her head, Sirius also deeply bows and expresses his gratitude.

“Very well, very well. If you are grateful, then next time, come to me with your wife. Until then.”

His Majesty the Emperor then left Aobamiya Palace.