In fact, the First Princess was busy preparing to support Cantum.
However, it wasnât an easy task.
âWhat? Why canât we deploy troops?â
âThatâs⦠there are too many bandits, and we need to secure our territory.â
While there were many nobles who refused to listen, there were just as many who offered excuses.
Yet, most of this could be resolved with the First Princessâs resourcefulness.
The real problem was the man standing right next to her.
âWhat is this? Is this what you call tea?â
âThis tea holds great significance within our royal familyâ¦â
âDonât you know I only drink Brahaâs Baos?â
T/N : ë¸ë¼íì ë°ì¤ì¤, I donât know about this one. Probably his preference for a specific type of tea.
Leonic, the former crown prince of Cantum.
He was a constant source of headache, given to her by King Eloin.
While she often felt like pulling out her sword and shoving it down his throat in frustration, she reminded herself.
âHe is the crown princeâ¦â
Moreover, the Second Princess was also a problem.
[I will not return.]
When she tried to entrust the logistics of the Cantum support army, the Second Princess sent a letter saying she would not return.
There was still work to be done in Bahara, so she couldnât return yet.
That surprised her.
âI canât believe this child is rebelling.â
Additionally, the Third Prince seemed to be unreachable, while the Fourth Prince locked himself away as if to say not to disturb him.
It was honestly concerning how none of her siblings were of any help.
The Seventh Prince, Ian, seemed to be the only one who might be useful, but even that posed a problem.
Of course, it was unacceptable that he had disregarded royal protocols and arbitrarily threatened the council of elders.
âNot only did Deputy Chairman Jarken insult me, but it would be difficult to let someone who insulted all the women of the royal family live.â
Because of this, she decided to handle the matter with Jarken herself.
If word got out, it would surely gain the support of the queen, who was the head of the inner court.
Understanding this, Ian might have easily yielded to the First Princess.
However, his current course of action seemed peculiar.
Just then, the First Princess intercepted him.
âThis matter isnât resolved. Where do you think youâre going?â
âI have business with the queen.â
âWhat?â
In that moment, the First Princessâs expression shifted.
She discerned his intentions from his gaze.
âIs he planning to hold the queen accountable as well?â
Given that this involved not only her biological mother but also the head of the inner court, the First Princess spoke gravely.
âYouâre referring to the queen. No matter how much I trust you, acting rashly is unacceptable.â
âDear sister, your actions are what concern me.â
âWhat?â
Tension crackled between them in an instant. The First Princess narrowed her eyes and spoke sharply.
âJust because you yielded with Jarken doesnât mean you can implicate the Queen. Thatâs going too far.â
âI cannot do that.â
âAre you serious? Are you aiming to target the Queen for your own benefit?â
It was only natural for the First Princess to suspect as much.
The queen had supported both the Second Prince and her throughout.
Therefore, she suspected Ian was leveraging this opportunity to eliminate their innocent mother. However, Ian shook his head in denial.
âThatâs not the case.â
âWhat?â
âThis is a legitimate execution.â
At that very moment, Ian pulled out another royal decree.
Not a mere blank or counterfeit decree, but one personally penned by King Eloin for this precise circumstance.
Confronting the shocked First Princess, Ian stated firmly.
âIn the presence of His Majestyâs decree, you are to show reverence.â
âI acknowledge His Majestyâs decree.â
In an instant, the First Princess knelt down, offering the appropriate greeting before the royal decree.
It was a customary posture in the presence of such authority.
However, her eyes were clearly filled with shock and confusion.
âHow did he obtain a royal decree?â
More than that, her expression conveyed a curious eagerness to understand what kind of decree it was.
At that moment, Ian boldly began to read the decree aloud.
âIan Kaistein is granted the right and power to punish all associated with the forged royal decree. Furthermore, all members of the royal family shall assist him in suppressing the traitors.â
âYes!â
As the First Princess bowed her head to respond to the decree, Ian interjected firmly.
âThis is the will of His Majesty, and it is the will of the Kaistein. Do not interfere, sister.â
âBut⦠but my mother hasnât done anything wrongâ¦â
âThe queen conspired with Jarken to fabricate the blank decree for personal gain. Regardless of her status as the nationâs mother, she cannot be pardoned.â
â!â
It was only natural for the First Princessâs complexion to turn pale.
âCould Mother really be involved in this?â
She wanted to believe it was not true.
Yet, the First Princess made a cold, rational judgment.
âJarken wouldnât act recklessly like this, even as Deputy Chairman. He must have had assistance, perhaps from his parents.â
Yet, King Eloin was personally out there capturing the traitors.
If the king were involved, such a significant uproar would likely not have occurred.
It appeared that Ianâs words might hold some truth. Howeverâ¦
âStill, she is the mother of the nation. I cannot allow her to be treated this way.â
Therefore, she knew she had to protect her mother no matter what.
With a determined expression, the First Princess stood up.
âI will accompany you.â
âVery well.â
However, Ian readily permitted it, as if he had anticipated that the First Princess would say just that.
Yet, what truly mattered to her wasnât that.
âI must protect Mother at all costs.â
And so, the First Princess walked alongside Ian toward the queenâs palace.
***
The queenâs palace was quieter than usual.
In fact, it was so silent that not a single attendant could be seen.
Ian and the First Princess entered the corridor quietly.
âYouâve come.â
They found her, the queen, seated calmly and drinking tea, appearing just as she always did.
Ian stepped forward and presented a new decree.
âAccept this decree, for you have sinned.â
But the Queen didnât move.
Instead, she smiled faintly at Ian.
âA sinner, you say. I donât understand what you mean.â
âDo you truly not understand?â
Ian spoke sharply towards the queen.
At that moment, the First Princess stepped in front of him.
âWe are in the presence of Her Majesty the Queen. Show respect.â
âRespect?â
Ian laughed as if it were absurd.
âPerhaps my humble origins have not taught me to be polite to sinners?â
âWho are you calling a sinner now? You are being disrespectful to the Queen.â
âSister, I am currently carrying out His Majestyâs orders.â
âIan Kaistein!â
At that moment, the gaze of the two clashed.
A strong tension arose as if a sword fight would break out at any moment.
But then, it happened.
âEnough.â
âMother!â
The queen raised her hand to stop the First Princess.
She maintained a warm smile despite the tension in the air.
âIf I am indeed a sinner, you would have brought evidence to support your claim.â
âPerhaps?â
âSurely⦠without any evidence, are you calling me, the Queen, a sinner?â
Ian found the queenâs smile to be utterly contemptible.
It was understandable; there was no evidence tying her to any wrongdoing, whether it was with Jarken or any other nobleâs mansion.
âThere wasnât a single document, nor a witness willing to implicate the queen.â
The evidence Ian possessed merely indicated a meeting between the queen and Jarken, insufficient to label her as a sinner.
Regardless of the decreeâs validity, it lacked substance.
Accusations against the queen required substantial proof.
âAnd yet, there is no evidence connecting her or Jarken to this forged decree.â
It was clear that the queen had been orchestrating events from the shadows.
Her seemingly calm demeanor was likely the result of having erased all traces of her involvement.
The queen seemed to know this as well.
âIf you accuse me without evidence, I will be quite furious.â
âIs that so?â
âI truly do not understand what gives you the audacity to act this way.â
At that moment, the queenâs teacup slipped from her hand, and she rose from her seat.
âTell me, do you really think your lowly origins matter? How rude of you. This matter will be addressed directly with His Majesty.â
The queen, who had seemed gentle until now, was nowhere to be found.
Her fierce presence was reminiscent of King Eloin, unmistakably showing that she was not one to be trifled with.
In an instant, Ian felt a powerful pressure bearing down on him.
âAs expected, her reputation is well-deserved.â
He recalled memories from his past life.
The queen, a princess from the Eastern Empire, was not only skilled in martial arts but also possessed profound strategic intelligence.
Though she appeared to be lurking in the shadows now, in his previous life, even Duke Garcia found himself at a loss when faced with her.
âHer ability to manipulate the Second Prince and the First Princess from behind the scenes was no trivial matter. Moreover, her own martial prowess was not to be underestimated.â
She was the sole person recognized for strength by King Eloin.
And in this situation, there was no solid justification for arresting her.
Ian was overwhelmingly at a disadvantage.
The queen extended her hand towards the First Princess.
âGive me the sword.â
âMotherâ¦â
âDo as I say.â
âThis is not right. Letâs follow royal procedures if you are innocentâ¦â
âIf you wonât, I shall take it myself.â
The queen effortlessly lifted the sword beside her, as if it had been prepared in advance.
Swoosh.
âEven with His Majestyâs consent, I am the nationâs queen and head of the inner court. No one commands me in my palace.â
The Queenâs sword gleamed.
It seemed ready to strike at Ian at any moment.
On the other hand, Ian had left his sword at the entrance to the Queenâs palace.
Nonetheless, he remained calm.
âSurely you donât intend to kill me right here?â
âWhy wouldnât I? Killing someone who insults me and plots against me would not draw His Majestyâs ire.â
The Queenâs sword gradually approached Ianâs neck.
She was the epitome of authority.
She held secrets even King Eloin might not know, but Ian remained unfazed, smiling.
Giggle.
âYou find this amusing?â
âWhy wouldnât I?â
âNow I seeâyouâre just a naive little brat. Do you not realize that there is no one here to protect you?â
âAre you sure? Black Lion Knights stand behind me.â
Ian gestured to the knights who had bravely fought at Jarkenâs mansion.
Four Black Lion Knights stood guard.
The Queen, however, smirked in disbelief.
âDo you truly trust in them?â
She retrieved something from her bosomâa token.
âSee this? A gift from His Majesty.â
âIâve never seen it.â
âExactly. This token shields me from even the Black Lion Knights or the Blood Lion Knights.â
It was akin to a royal pardon.
âOnly His Majesty can judge me.â
âBut thereâs a decreeâ¦â
âEven that wonât suffice. His Majesty knows he must come in person to punish me.â
â!â
The Queen smiled triumphantly and pressed the sword towards Ian.
âFarewell.â
But Ianâs smile didnât fade.
It didnât matter anyway.
He never intended to defeat her with force in the first place.
And that was the moment.
âEnough.â
One of the Black Lion Knights stepped in front of the queenâs sword, blocking its path.
The queen frowned, clearly displeased by this interruption.
âHow impudent! Do you not see this token?â
But her objection was short-lived.
As the knight removed his black cloth mask, her expression froze.
âYou challenge me, Queen?â
âY-Your Majesty?â
It was King Eloin himself.
The surprise didnât end there.
Ian spoke firmly, âI will now begin the trial for the Queen, who tainted the royal familyâs honor with a forged decree and disturbed the country.â
â!â
And there was more.
âMoreover, she faces charges of treason for selling Queen Lila Kaistein and Princess Elaira Kaistein to another country, supported by clear evidence. If she wishes to defend herself, she may speak.â
Ian smiled calmly.