Breaking a Romantic Fantasy Villain - Episode 13. Emir Solarion(2)
Episode 13. Emir Solarion(2)
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In the carriage ride back to Solarion’s mansion, Emir stared out the window in a daze.
‘You were wonderful today.’
Even when she was unhappy with herself, she was beautiful.
That unfailing grace.
She felt the same flush of excitement she had when they first met.
Her perfect manners and grace had attracted her to Maurice.
“That bitch”.
The image of Seria’s face, hugging Maurice and laughing at him, went across her thoughts, and her anger erupted.
She hadn’t hugged Maurice, and she hadn’t laughed at Emir.
Only Emir saw it that way.
This is the way of a lady in love.
“Kaaaah!”
The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, so she balled her fists and shook them.
She knew she had to do it or she’d lose her cool.
It had been two years
The time she’d devoted to reuniting with Maurice.
How many times had she gone to her father to convince him to let her marry Dmitri?
However, the response was always the same.
“It’s for the family’s safety.”
That was all he said.
The separation was eventually finalized.
Nothing Emir was able to do to stop it.
I lost count of the number of times she insisted on marrying him.
Food and drink were forbidden.
She finally gave in after two weeks of her father begging her to eat.
However, she did not sign a new marriage contract.
She visited Maurice several times.
She informed him she had a different opinion.
That they might be able to reunite.
She said that she wanted to be with him.
She even suggested that they will run away.
Maurice, on the other hand, was certain.
“You never tie a knot that has already been broken.”
They’d break up again for the same reason.
He was too strong for Emir to argue with.
She eventually gave up and walked away from him.
Then there’s that.
Shortly before being poisoned by Seria-sent assassins.
Maurice, riding a white horse like a prince, saved her from certain death.
His back was so big and muscular.
She suddenly aware that her heart was beating.
That’s when Emir made up her mind.
“This is something I want to do for the rest of my life.”
As a result, he returned to see her.
She made a proposal this time.
She was so happy that she ignored her own rules about proposing marriage to a man.
But the response was a resounding no.
She soon discovered that Seria had been executed and gave to Maurice.
“She looks like a fox!”
Shee clenched her fists.
She stayed with him, hoping that one day, when his purpose was completed, it would be fulfilled.
She had been replaced by a woman.
Maurice had rejected Emir numerous times, but each time he had done it with dignity and grace.
He’d never been so obvious in his desire.
And it was all because of her.
‘Seria…….’
The lady who had poisoned her to death.
“Why would Maurice choose a woman like that…….”
Suddenly, she remembered Maurice’s hand under Seria skirt, clutching her as$.
Wasn’t it true that he needed someone to share his desires on?
Seria’s figure was so perfect that any woman would be envious, even if it was the same woman.
Large br*asts and a slim waist peeking out from beneath her maid’s dress to show off her figure, as well as a solidly shaped as$.
Was it her body that had changed Maurice?
“I could do it.”
Emir looked down to her own br*ast.
Despite being smaller than Seria’s, her br*asts were as well-shaped and firm as anyone’s.
She was sure the maids who had bathed her had told him so.
“As well as her waist.
House Solarion’s male and female children practiced their sword skills.
They weren’t great swordsmen, but they weren’t lazy either, which explains their tight, eleven-pack abs.
‘Or perhaps I’ve been eating too many sweets recently.’
Her waist was slightly constricted by Emir.
“Choi, I’ve been eating a lot lately because of stress.”
I’m not sure if this is it.
Maurice was suddenly acting out of character.
“At least I don’t look like I’m going to go out and make a spectacle of myself.”
In frustration, she said to herself.
‘It’s all her fault.’
For a woman to act like that……
Emir remembered Maurice’s hand on her hip.
‘It’s pathetic.’
She never did anything like that to me.
Jealousy.
And she was ruled by envy.
‘I can get it. I simply need to practice and improve on it.’
Emir clasped her hands and braced herself.
‘I shall bring back Maurice, who has been possessed by that crafty witch’
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“What’s going on?”
I was summoned to the solar palace by Emperor Leucid.
He focused his blue eyes on me.
What are you talking about?
It has something to do with Seria.
“It’s going well.”
“Is it?”
“Yes.”
“I heard that Siegfried went to see you the other day.”
“I requested an appointment.”
“You did?”
The Emperor’s face showed his displeasure.
He must be concerned that his Minister of Magic was meeting with the aristocratic leader.
“To dismember Siegfried and Seria. They were too stubborn.”
“I suppose that’s why. Somehow, the Duke’s expression has been rotten lately.”
The emperor laughed quietly.
But his eyes were not happy.
“It must have been quite a shock, that bitch, the Duke.”
“It has paid off.”
“C’mon, it’s working. I told you that. Tearing her heart to shreds.”
“Of course. But your majesty.”
“Speak.”
“Wouldn’t you rather see Siegfried destroyed once and for all?”
Seria, who took pleasure in being a Siegfried, would be saddened if their home was destroyed.
Even the reason was a mystery.
Siegfried, your house is treasonous.
That they dared to raise a sword against the Empire’s sun.
That alone was enough to have him banned.
The Emperor pressed his lips together.
My words appeared to have completely disappointed him.
“Hmph, that’s not very artistic, isn’t it? Just like food that takes more effort to prepare is more delicious. I don’t want to end up with a simple pleasure.”
The Emperor’s eyes rolled back in his head as he said this, and he smiled contentedly.
I wonder if he imagined it.
The emperor’s attention was fixed on the sky.
He trembled violently.
“I’m still waiting for your masterpiece.”
A wasted man.
His head was clearly missing a screw.
“How do you plan to play with her?”
“I’m going to take my time. Because if you rush things, you’re bound to mess up.”
“Hmm, you’re not wrong. Time makes food taste good, but if you take too long, I might get suspicious.”
He had an evil smile on his face as he looked at me.
Just looking at it made my skin crawl.
“I’ll try.”
“Minister, no, Maurice. I care about you. I still can’t get over the fact that you saved my life in our last battle, but.”
His blue eyes twinkled.
“If you’ve betrayed me and have other ideas, I will not stand idly by.”
“How can a mere mortal see the sun of the Empire with his bare eyes?”
He spat out words of adoration for the Emperor.
“I’ll take your word for it …….”
“By the way, Your Majesty, is the Empress in good health, she hasn’t been out in public lately.”
“Ah, Empress?”
He sighed with boredom.
How could that be a man thinking about Lady Lopan?
“She’s doing well. Much better than you realize.”
“Is she……?”
“Of course. Someone’s wife.”
He inflated and deflated like a balloon.
“Can you tell?”
“Look here, Minister, I respect you, but there are lines to be drawn. How dare you seek to see the Sun’s wife in private.”
“I beg your pardon.”
“I will see her later.”
“I understand.”
The words were wobbly.
What in the world was going on?
Was there a setting in the original that I hadn’t noticed?
No.
I’d seen it several times and was familiar with the plot.
But.
What really is the situation?
What is causing this unease in my heart?
I shrugged off the questions and approached the Emperor.
“But is this what you have called me for?”
“Ah, I’ve been so busy with my own affairs that I’ve forgotten about yours.”
The Emperor’s eyes gradually returned to normal.
“It’s been two months since the civil war in the Empire ended. The provinces are still in chaos, and I want you to put down the rebels that currently exist there.”
“Speaking of provincial rebels, where are you referring to?”
Rebellions against the Emperor’s faction were rising everywhere at the time.
The nobility faction had remained neutral.
They were most likely in charge.
“I hear that the Earl of West Bengal has raised soldiers for independence, that a large bandit army is occupying the mountains in the east, and that rebels in the north are traveling south in league with the barbarians.”
The traces of the remaining aristocratic factions.
In the provinces, wreaking havoc.
“I see, the well-being of the Empire is the reason for the Ministry of Magic’s existence.”
I bowed and stepped outside.
You’re a goddamn scumbag.
Get out of the palace as soon as possible.
If I stayed long enough, this bad mood would spread.
His head throbbed as he rushed out of the palace.
“Oh, Minister.”
Emily was the one.
Former sub-lord, now a lady.
Her blue hair fluttered.
“What brings you to the palace? I thought you weren’t coming.”
“When the Emperor calls, I come.”
“Aha, that’s good, because I was just about to go find the minister.”
“What’s going on?”
“I told you the other day, there are a lot of young ladies who want to marry the minister.”
“Hmm.”
I would have chased her away immediately if I could use magic in the palace.
But.
It was impossible to do so here.
Not even the Emperor is immune.
The ripples of mana-disruption spread throughout the palace.
The cause was a rift created by the Transcendents’ struggle in the past.
The article never went into detail about those transcendents.
Writer’s block is the devil.
Mages were vulnerable in the palace as a result.
I was, too.
“Whoa, you were thinking of kicking me out, weren’t you?”
“You know me well.”
“I told you, I know a man’s heart.”
Emily took a step closer.
“You think that’s going to work?”
“Why not? Wasn’t Seria bigger than this?”
“You call it a gaping mouth.”
“Let’s be honest: If you were a man, you’d be greedy, too, wouldn’t you, and that’s why you ordered these things?”
Emily would be aware that the items I’d ordered were going to be utilized for hypnosis and hallucinations.
“Whoa.”
“Don’t hide it from me. I understand, right?”
Emily stroked a circle with her fingertips on my chest.
There’s no way she’s not enamored.
Just in control.
I was bothered by the Emperor’s obsession with Seria.
He was so preoccupied with her that I wondered if he truly hated her.
“Every man wants to take out his desires on a beautiful woman, and I know I did.”
Emir was an aggressive man in love before Emily.
So much so that he’d gone toe-to-toe with Emperor Leucid, a powerful Maine man, for his mistress.
“When Her Majesty was still single, I wanted her. I’d never met anyone who made my heart beat so fast. I wanted to take her with all my heart, and I wanted to do it so badly that I’d have to…….”
“Forget it. I don’t want to hear about a man’s love.”
“Okay, but that was when I was a man. Now that I’m a woman, she’s……. I’m nothing more than a casual friend, and I have bigger boobs than her.”
What should I do?
“And you’re actually more interested in men’s things now?”
Her hand moved lower.
“I’m sorry, but you’re going to regret going there.”
“Ho-ho, is that so, and what are you going to do about it?”
“I probably won’t be able to think straight for a couple days.”
“Are you serious?”
“Of course.”
“If you want to feel that sincerity, will you listen?”
“If you want.”
Emily’s eyes narrowed as she looked up at me.
Emily shook her head after a few seconds of eye contact.
She let go of my hand and stood up straight.
“Whoops, we’ll save that for another time, from a better vantage point. Right now, you’ve got a lot of eyes on you.”
“So what do you want to talk about? You wouldn’t have summoned me without business.”
“They want to marry our minister. The minister is the patriarch of the Dmitri family.”
She then took out the book.
And within it.
“Emir…….”
There was a photo of her ex-fiancé, Emir.
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