Chapter 239 (2/2)

As I gathered the papers and pushed them to the corner of the table, he lifted the mug and leaned over the table. Although the tea was cold, he tilted the mug without any expression and knocked on the table with one hand.

How much time passed? After thinking about something for a long time, he suddenly looked up at me and asked, “Are you going to Duke Verita’s house?”

“Yes, Your Majesty. I think I’ll stop by as soon as I leave the palace. Of course, I have to see my father first to discuss what to do.”

“I see. Hmm… Then let’s go with me. Let me tell your father later.”

“Pardon? You are going there in person?”

“Well, it’s Duke Verita’s house. As he lost his son, I think I should visit there at least once. ”

He was right. Alexis belonged to the pro-emperor faction, his main support base, and the successor of the Verita family, ranked No. 2 in the empire.

But I felt his plan to visit the Verita family was not good.

It was only one day after the plot to poison him was revealed. It was dangerous for him to leave the imperial palace in a situation where it was not known who the criminal was, and what kind of intention he had. Moreover, because of Alexis’s death, all of the duke’s family members must be absent-minded and confused at the moment. If the emperor visits them, it would only add chaos.

As if he noticed my hesitation, he put down the empty mug and explained it.

“I know what you are worried about. So I thought about whether I would be better off attending his funeral or going now. But I’m afraid I can’t take time out at the time when the funeral is held. ”

“But Your Majesty, isn’t it dangerous for you to leave the palace at this time?”

“Let me pay special attention. I can’t turn a blind eye to the Verita family’s matter.”

“Well…Whew, I got it.”

When I replied with a sigh, he stood up and said, “Let’s go right away. I don’t think I need any special preparations.”

“Yes, Your Majesty. What about my father?”

“Let me send him a messenger. Is it okay if I tell him to come to Duke Verita’s house as soon as he is done for the day?”

“Yes, Your Majesty. Thank you for your deep consideration. ”

I slightly bowed to him, then went to Duke Verita’s house.

Duke Verita’s mansion, which I visited for the first time after a long time, was shrouded in a sad atmosphere in a break with its usual refreshing one.

“Your Majesty, it is an honor to my family as you come to this place despite bad weather. I’ll escort you inside.”

Duke Verita, who rushed to greet the emperor, was a little disheveled, unlike his usually neat appearance. He didn’t wear glasses that made him look intellectual, and his voice broke.

The duchess in black dress also looked different from her usual look. She seemed very pale when she greeted the emperor blankly.

“I don’t know how to comfort you, duke. I know I can’t comfort you with any words. ”

“Thank you for your kind words, Your Majesty.”

“Your son was a great talent. His death is a great loss for the Empire. What a pity. ”

While the two were talking, I looked at Ilya standing behind the duke.

Her face was swollen, and her dark-green eyes turned red because of her crying.

Although she held a handkerchief, she couldn’t wipe away the tears that flowed unceasingly as she was so feeble.

“I’m honored to see you, the Sun of the Empire…”

“Lady Verita!”

“Little lady!”

The maids rushed to Ilya, as she staggered.

“Go ahead and take her to another room.”

When the duke issued an order, I said, looking back at the emperor, “I would like to follow them. Please forgive me for leaving first. ”

“Please go ahead.”

After seeking his understanding, I left the drawing room. Ilya, who lowered her head feebly as if she would pass out any moment, said in a hoarse voice, “Thank you, Lady Monique.”

“You look too pale. Ilya, I think you had better go back to your room for rest. Where is her room? Escort me.”

“This way, please.”

Ilya barely entered the room, helped by the maids and cried more. Then she fell after weeping bitterly, not caring about my condolences.

“Ilya!”

I shook her urgently, but her closed eyes didn’t open. I laid her, who passed out, on the bed, then I was about to leave. But I suddenly stopped and looked back slowly.

Her swollen eyes and her face wet with tears.

Suddenly, my face in my dream last night overlapped with hers.

“… “