Episode 5
Ignoring Benâs muttering, still uneasy, Kaiden thought of Reina.
âSorry for my earlier rudeness.â
âI was rude first, visiting unannounced. Thank you for not turning me away.â
âStill, letting my hostility slip was my fault. Itâs a sensitive matter, and I got emotional.â
âItâs really fine. I heard Northerners are hot-tempered and fiery. Probably evolved that way from life-or-death battles. Sometimes, the heartâs call is truer than the mindâs.â
âI didnât expect you to get one over me like that. Are you mocking me?â
âWhat? No way! Who could lay a hand on you? Someone like me would be flung away before even touching.â
ââŚTake care.â
âPfft.â
Kaiden chuckled, finishing the recollection, heedless of Ben staring as if he were mad.
Princess Reina was like a rabbit boldly entering a tigerâs den.
He hadnât outright rejected her seemingly feeble proposal because he admired her courage.
Recalling how she trembled yet said all she meant to, he laughed again.
Her audacity mixed with cautious glances was oddly fascinating.
His gut told him Reina spoke only truth.
As Ben debated fetching a physician, Kaiden spoke.
âWe might have a new duchess soon.â
âWhat? Youâre joking, right?â
âHave you ever seen me joke?â
Kaiden smirked, and Benâs eyes widened.
His lord looked unusually amused.
Knowing how tenacious Kaiden became when intrigued, Ben groaned softly.
Reinaâs proposal had clearly struck a chord.
Whatever it was, a vassalâs duty was to follow.
Ben, dropping his levity, said,
âAt least wait for my report before deciding.â
âGet it by tomorrow.â
ââŚâ
âWhat? Donât want to?â
âIf I say no, youâll demand it tonight, wonât you?â
âYou know me well.â
Kaiden grinned, affirming.
Ben, mentally cursing his boss, left the study.
* * *
âI did it!â
On her way back to the palace, Reina cheered inwardly.
Sheâd worried about Kaidenâs uncooperative attitude, but it worked out.
In her past life, sheâd studied him thoroughly under the Emperorâs orders.
No one knew what piqued Kaidenâs interest better than her.
Kaiden deeply loved the North and its people.
Heâd risk his life to protect them without hesitation.
So, she targeted that.
In her previous life, she drove him to ruin; now, sheâd do the opposite.
âI can see the future. And other things, like the hideouts of monsters in their spawning season. They emit a distinct aura.â
âIs that true?â
âSoon, Class-1 restricted monsters will swarm the North. Marry me, and Iâll tell you where their eggs are. Dealing with them before they hatch would benefit the North, right?â
âItâs tempting, but how can I trust you?â
âA messenger will arrive from the North tomorrow, reporting a Class-1 restricted monster, Gorethâs shed skin.â
ââŚYou really see the future?â
âYouâll know tomorrow. Whether Iâm deceiving you or truly see the future.â
âIf all you say is true, Iâd have no reason to refuse your proposal.â
âThen Iâll wait.â
Reina clasped her still-trembling hands to her chest.
Kaiden was more intimidating than sheâd imagined.
Jet-black hair.
Sharp, violet eyes gleaming like a predatorâs.
His dragon-descendant aura was fierce.
He was so tall her neck ached looking up.
Gazing at the receding ducal castle from the carriage, Reina sank into thought.
Thankfully, he hadnât dismissed her proposal.
Despite his gruffness, she knew heâd listened seriously.
Relieved, Reina stared at the blue sky, murmuring to herself,
âWhat a tear-jerkingly beautiful skyâŚâ
Vowing to soak it in while she could, she couldnât tear her eyes away.
* * *
Three days since meeting Duke Crencia, yet no word from him.
The unexpectedly long wait made Reina anxious.
âWhatâs wrong? Did the messenger not arrive? That canât be.â
Around this time, Gorethâs shed skin was found, prompting Kaidenâs urgent return to the North.
Heâd depart within five days.
She couldnât decide if waiting was enough.
As Reina paced nervously, a voice called.
âPrincess.â
The head maid approached quietly after knocking, presenting a silver tray with a card.
A golden card bearing the Mernie Empireâs symbols: the Scales of Wisdom and the Eternal Sundial.
Recognizing it instantly, Reina murmured,
âThis isâŚâ
âCongratulations, Princess. His Majesty has invited you to tonightâs banquet.â
Reina covered her mouth, stifling a scream.
The Emperor invited four promising royals to his banquets.
A stage to select his favored heirs.
Rights differed vastly between royals who dined with him and those who didnât.
Most royals yearned for an invitation.
Reina once did too, but sheâd never been invited.
She was imprisoned right after her power manifested.
The Emperor was greedy.
To achieve his grand dream of continental unification, he used even his daughters as tools.
If needed, heâd erase their names from history, such was his cruelty.
Naively, Reina once craved his glance, his interest.
She hadnât known the cost would be ten years of exploitation.
âThe Duke must have gone to the Emperor.â
Otherwise, the Emperor wouldnât suddenly invite her.
Back then, to him, Reina was a negligible daughter, neither here nor there.
In the past, sheâd have been thrilled, but now her heart pounded for different reasons.
âI canât mess this up.â
Fortunately, her power hadnât yet awakened.
Knowing the Emperor wouldnât rashly imprison her, she still felt tense.
The head maid personally helped Reina prepare.
Even this was unfamiliar.
Reina was a princess in name only.
Her mother died giving birth to her, and her brother, three years older, vanished three years ago on a subjugation mission.
Her maternal family, the Eve County, fled to their estate after her trusted brother disappeared.
More accurately, they were driven out for lacking support.
Reina tried to follow her uncle but couldnât.
Royals couldnât leave without the Emperorâs permission.
She was isolated.
Could a royal without kin or siblings live regally?
As banquet time neared, Reina hurried to the hall.






