Chapter 59
The Abandoned Empress
Only when it was getting dark did I return home because Carsein held me until then, saying he couldnât let go of me since he hadnât seen me in a long time.
However, when I lay down in bed, my pleasant memories during the day were fleeting.
In no time, I was lost in all kinds of thoughts. I was troubled by my uncomfortable meeting with the crown prince during the day and my fatherâs gloomy expression when I saw him before going to bed. Above all, I could not forget Carseinâs words that he became a knight only at the age of sixteen.
Although I was younger than him, I didnât achieve anything, compared to him.
I vowed to live a full life now without being bound to my past, but I was so envious of his talent shining so brilliantly. I kept thinking how good it would have been if I had possessed a brilliant talent like Carseinâs.
I got out of bed thinking I might sleep better if I walked a bit in the garden.
Holding a candlestick in my hand, I opened the door quietly. Those who lived on the same floor as me were Lina, my father, and his assistant, but I had to be careful not to wake them.
While I was walking silently through the dark corridors, muffling my steps, I saw a faint light coming from somewhere in the middle of the corridors.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
With a puzzled expression, I walked towards it.
âWho is it? Is there any other person who is awake at this late hour? â
I saw an unidentified human shadow between the slightly open doors. I instinctively leaned against the wall closely. My heart was pounding hard.
âCome on, he is not an intruder?â
I wondered if anybody could be bold enough to break into my house, but the possibility was still there. I extinguished the candle I was holding, then snuck into the room and hid myself in the shadow of a small table. Then, I looked around the room. It was dark, so I couldnât see clearly, but I could see a large portrait on the wall and a white bouquet under it, let alone a black shadow facing the portrait.
âWho the hell is this person?â
I opened my eyes wide to check the shadow, but this man, obscured by the darkness, was not easily recognizable.. I could guess the shadow was a man.
âJeremiah.â
I felt relieved at the familiar voice of the man. It was my father. While standing with a sigh of relief, I flinched because he mentioned Jeremiah.
âDid he say Jeremiah?â
âItâs been already seven years since you left.â
Jeremiah La Monique was my mother.
âWhen we were together, the time was fleetingly short, but as Iâm alone now, time is passing so slowly. Are you watching me? Our daughter has already grown up a lot. â
His silver hair shone under the flickering candle. As his shadow fell, he looked more lonely.
âIâm sorry. Tomorrow is the day you left, but I donât think I can show Tia this time. Please understand my selfish mind. I donât want to distress her by recalling your memories because she is still young.â
So far, I have never thought deeply about why my father didnât tell me about my mother. I just thought he didnât feel healed enough to talk to me about her comfortably. But little did I think he didnât talk about her because he was worried about me.
âAre you comfortable there? While you were here with me, you never led a peaceful life. So, I hope you are comfortable there. With my feelings of atonement towards you, I wanted to make our daughter live peacefully⦠But Iâm so sorry I canât. â
Somehow, I felt empty and gloomy.
âI didnât want to pass our daughter this curse flowing through my blood, but she wants it.
I couldnât stop Tiaâs intention, but let me try my best to stop her. Others might blame me, who they say Iâm the most loyal subject in the empire, pointing a finger at my actions. Youâre going to support me, right?â
âCurse flowing in his blood.â
He was probably referring to the Monique familyâs covenant with the imperial family, embedded into the blood of the Monique family. I thought it was a double-edged sword for my father, but I never thought he hated it that much.
âHis Majesty is good. As I agree with his political ideology, Iâve taken the lead in realizing it, but I donât want Tia to get hurt because of that. I wish she could live freely.â
I felt the gravity of his worry when he sighed. Somehow, I felt heavy.
âIâm sorry I told you about something gloomy. Do you like my gift? It was your favorite flower. â
I looked at the white bouquet under the portrait once again. As it was dark in the room, I could not know which flower it was, but the white bouquet stood out in the dark.
âItâs because she took after you. Tia grew up as a very pretty girl. There are already some guys trying to win over her heart. She is still a child in my eyes. Today, I forgot about my work and played with one of them. I wanted to give him a piece of my mind, but I didnât because I didnât want to look petty. I feel like Iâm already jealous, so Iâm worried how I can marry her off. Sir League is saying the same thing.â
I was moved to tears when I heard his low voice full of longing for her.
âIâm sorry. I stopped by here as I canât sleep and lamented to you. Let me go now. I will come back tomorrow. â
His footsteps were getting closer and closer. My heart was beating fast though I didnât commit any crime. I closed my mouth with my hands to muffle the sound of breathing. A dark shadow was cast over the table, and soon, I heard the sound of him closing the door.
I got from behind the table after he went into his room. As he went out with the candle, I groped around the darkened area and approached the portrait. I strained my eyes to look hard, but it was so dark that I didnât see it properly. Instead, I saw the white bouquet shining alone in the dark.
It was a pure white camellia flower.
My mother passed away less than six months after my sixth birthday. At that age I should have been able to recall her last moments, but no matter how hard I tried to recollect, I couldnât recall anything other than the tears I cried. Perhaps itâs because more than ten years, including those years I lived after coming back from the past, passed since then.
But still, how could I forget tomorrow was the date my mother passed away? In the past, I could make excuses because I was so busy taking empress classes. Of course, even now I could make some excuses since Iâm leading quite a busy life, but I felt I went too far.
After touching the white camellia flower, I came out of the room carefully.
The next morning when I saw my father while practicing fencing, he didnât look different.
But when I was about to go to the Imperial Palace to do what I didnât finish yesterday, he told me that he would not report to work today although he was supposed to.
âItâs probably because today is the day when mother passed away.â
Looking at me in uniform, he praised me with a smile by saying it suited me well, but his smile seemed bitter. I was going to tell him that I know that today was the day mother passed away, but I hesitated a few times because he might ask me how I got to know it.
As soon as I arrived at the Imperial Palace, I encountered Duke Lars who had already reported to work. I told him I would start working today, then opened the document, but I couldnât work.
I didnât want it on my first day on the job, but I couldnât concentrate because I kept recalling what my father did last night.
Duke Lars, who quickly looked at me working on the same page for almost an hour, told me to get some fresh air outside instead of scolding me. Since he was my fatherâs friend, probably he knew what day it was today, so it seemed that he decided to go easy on me.