My Fiancee Was the Villainess of This World - My Fiancee Was the Villainess of This World chapter 94

94 – A grave after 8 years

At the end of May, my father, the emperor, will vacate the throne for a meeting with the feudal lords.

In previous years, the chancellor, the highest decision-maker in the finance department and the emperor’s aide, took the place of his father, who was absent from the throne.

But perhaps because I have proven my worth, I will be taking his place starting this year.

So these days, daily life, which should have become a little easier, has become more difficult.

But it’s almost finished now.

The Prime Minister also said that he had nothing more to teach, so now it is really almost over.

As I was thinking that, a servant from Bonbon came to visit me.

It was news that my father was calling me and Priscilla together.

“Isn’t there somewhere strange…?” ?”

It has been almost a year since Priscilla came to live here.

But my father has never once called Priscilla by her true nature.

However, he personally gave orders to accompany me, so Priscilla can’t help but be quite nervous.

But I know why the Father called us together.

‘Are you giving me permission now?’

Because her mother died, the crown prince, who was once considered intelligent, became an asshole.

My father judged me that way and forbade me to even visit my mother’s grave.

But it seemed like he was planning to allow me to see his grave from now on.

My late mother’s birthday was in May.

So, I guess he called her to keep the last promise she shared with her mother.

“It is done. “Enough is enough already.”

No, it’s not enough, it’s too much.

They say that when a woman falls in love, she becomes prettier.

I used to think that Priscilla was beautiful enough to satisfy my aesthetic sense, but these days, it felt like she was pushing that beauty even further.

If before, it felt like a flower bud about to bloom, now it was as bright and beautiful as a fully bloomed flower.

There is no woman more beautiful than Priscilla in the current empire.

Since he’s that kind of guy, wouldn’t it be considered fashionable to wear a robe?

“There is no time. “Let’s leave now.”

According to my signal, the user began to take the lead.

We walked after the servant and finally headed to the main castle where our father was waiting.

There was a large carriage waiting where the servant took us.

This was a carriage allowed only to the emperor in this empire.

Lord Bertrand, riding a horse, was also waiting there for escort.

“Get on.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

I got into the carriage with Priscilla and her father was riding.

Then, following the etiquette in the carriage, he briefly bowed to his father.

“It’s almost summer.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

My father looked out the window and made a bitter expression.

It seemed like she was thinking of her deceased mother.

“Alicia always wanted to have a daughter.”

I vaguely remember that too.

Since she gave birth to a son, she used to say that she would like to have a second child, a girl.

I remembered him stroking my slightly swollen stomach and smiling with a gentle expression.

“A child is a being controlled by the sun god. “She doesn’t know the gender of her child until he’s born.”

My father smiled bitterly when he said that.

It seemed like he was recalling a conversation he had with his mother when she was alive.

“She used to say that she would be a little sad if a boy was born. However, since you were already quite grown up, we used to say that we were looking forward to becoming her daughter-in-law.”

“Is that so?”

Unlike usual, my father looked at Priscilla with a somewhat gentle expression.

But Priscilla shrank her body a little, as if even that gaze was burdensome.

“That guy will like it.”

Perhaps ‘that guy’ refers to her mother.

Now that I think about it, I think Priscilla and her mother would be a good match.

They were both quite stubborn, so I guess they felt like sisters when they sat at the table together and drank tea.

It’s something that can’t happen anymore anyway.

After that, my father looked out his window blankly and kept his mouth shut.

The carriage, which had become a bit stuffy, continued down the road, and soon arrived at a cemetery that was only allowed to the royal family.

“It’s been almost ten years, Maximilian.”

“… Yes. “I’m worried that my mother may have even forgotten my face.”

“Don’t you think it’s fortunate that she didn’t show up as a bastard?”

How did you know?

“It’s written on your face, you stupid brat.”

My father chuckled and began to look around at her mother’s carefully prepared grave.

The movement looked quite familiar.

Probably my father visited the grave like this periodically.

“Alicia. “I brought Maximilian.”

Her father called her mother in a very affectionate voice.

I quietly watched her with her mouth shut.

“After you left, Maximilian started to act out. “I didn’t think I could show you like that.”

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When I was a mess, I was a pretty serious guy.

It was natural for my father to have such sentiments.

“So, let go of your regrets. “Isn’t that what a mother should do?”

My father said that and looked at me.

Then I slightly bowed my head to my father and stood in front of my mother’s tombstone.

My mother passed away when I was 8 years old.

The story is that eight years have passed since then.

I thought I had sorted my mind out quite a bit now, but when I came to the tombstone like this, my chest started to hurt like I had a bruise.

“You’ve been in such high spirits, mother.”

I felt speechless.

I took a long time to choose my words and then opened my mouth with difficulty.

“Puberty hit me a little hard. Wouldn’t it be a little embarrassing to come to the grave in that state?”

There is no need to be too formal.

Because when she was alive, my mother did not expect me to act like that.

My mother was like the shade of a beautiful tree to me.

The anticipation of becoming the crown prince, the newly born seventh sun, always weighed heavily on my shoulders.

It was like a barren land where the sun felt like a curse rather than a blessing.

The only person who shaded me was my mother.

So there is no need to imitate the remarkable son.

“I would like to first apologize to my mother. “She handed over the garden she had given me as a gift to my fiancé without permission.”

As she said that and let out a bitter smile, Priscilla, who was standing behind me, looked shocked and shook her shoulders.

“Are you talking about my fiancé? “Yes, let me introduce you.”

I said that and looked at Priscilla.

Then Priscilla carefully approached me and bowed her head toward the tombstone.

“My name is Priscilla Ru Arbest van Istria.”

“This is the woman named Priscilla who took her garden from me.”

When I spoke so jokingly, Priscilla opened her eyes wide, looking at her father’s notice.

When she saw that, she felt like the pain in her heart that had been hurting was getting better.

“Of course, not only the garden, but he also took away everything from me.”

When I said that, her father and Lord Bertrand also reacted this time.

Priscilla blushed as if she was wondering why she would say such a thing in a place like this.

“She told her mother that her life was like walking a long, long road. “Sometimes, when she felt burdened by the sun in the sky, she told her to sit in the shade of a tall tree and rest.”

I took a deep breath, remembering the words her mother had told me that day.

“Now I have finally found that shade. So you don’t have to worry too much.”

As I continued talking, Priscilla, who looked a little embarrassed at first, also looked at me with a slightly pitiful expression.

“It’s okay now. “I think her father thought so too and brought me here.”

I said that and placed the rose prepared by the servant in front of her mother’s tombstone.

“I will visit you often from now on. So please forgive me if I have offended you in the meantime.”

As I took my final bow at her mother’s tombstone, Priscilla carefully observed me.

“It seems like my mother’s future daughter-in-law has something to say.”

I said that and gently stroked Priscilla’s back.

Priscilla looked back and forth between me and her mother’s tombstone.

It seemed like there was something I wanted to share with just the two of us.

I gave her a slight nod and gave up her seat to Priscilla.

“Maximilian.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“I will soon vacate the imperial castle. “Do you know what that means?”

“Of course.”

The safest place on the Acradium continent is the Imperial Castle.

As the most important being in the empire leaves such a safe place, it is necessary to form an equivalent bodyguard.

This means that a fairly large number of troops will vacate the imperial castle for as long as a month.

There have been no problems so far, but disturbing movements have been detected over the past year.

If there really was someone targeting the empire, there was a high possibility that they would react at this time.

I guess my father is telling me to be wary of that situation.

“Don’t leave it behind.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

When I bowed my head politely, my father looked at me with a slightly mischievous expression.

“Do you love that child?”

“Yes. Of course.”

“Ho…. “I never thought you would answer so honestly.”

My father stroked his beard and smiled.

“Don’t get carried away by women and pass everything on to Robert.”

Priscilla’s shoulders trembled as she said a silent prayer toward her mother’s tombstone.

When my father saw that, the corner of her mouth twitched with a rather satisfied expression.

I flinch.

It was a joke that even Lord Bertrand, who kept a straight face most of the time, reacted.

Lord Bertrand, who made eye contact with me, made an expression as if he was looking at a distant mountain as if nothing had happened.

I sighed very softly and shook my head.

I was annoyed by the rude jokes of the imperial castle officials, but I had no idea that my father, the supreme ruler of the empire, would make jokes like this.

So soft.

Priscilla’s shoulders trembled subtly.

For that guy, his father-in-law was telling him to ‘do it in moderation.’

You can’t help but feel a sense of shame that can’t be compared to the teasing from the employees of the Biryonggwan or the subtle looks from the nobles.

“hahahaha! “This is a child that Alicia will really like.”

My father said this and tapped my shoulder.

It was a signal for me to go first and if there was anything left I wanted to say to my mother, she should finish it and come back.

I carefully approached Priscilla, who was still praying her prayers.

“….”

Priscilla looked back and forth between me and the place where her carriage was parked, her face a little sulky.

That was an expression that made me want to say it was a father-son battle.

This is inevitable, Priscilla.

You are the cutest when you cry with that tearful expression on your face.

hahahahaha!