Chapter 37.1 (1/2)

I ran like crazy to the Empress’s palace.

Seriously, how many times has Damian endured this kind of pain alone?

While running, that was the only thought that engulfed my mind.

In the novel, it was simply described as ‘to suffer’, so I didn’t think much of it.

I clenched my lips in frustration.

‘How could I let that happen!’

I felt like I was going bonkers because I disillusioned myself that Damian didn’t suffer anything severe.

No matter how important my own survival is, how can I not worry about Damian at all?

I even read the original, yet I was still oblivious!

I already knew that Damian was struggling because of the power of the divine beast!

The Empress’s palace could be seen in the distance, my thoughts were racing on how I would tell the Empress.

I was already breathing heavily but I still needed to put more strength into my legs.

I have to meet the Empress one on one!

“Oh my, Lize?”

The Empress, who was out in the garden just in time, looked back to welcome me with a delighted face.

Perhaps she was looking at the blooming summer roses because she already had a few red roses in hand.

The Empress asked a question.

“Didn’t you say you were going to the crown palace today? Why did you come back so early… …”

“Your majesty, the Empress!”

I staggered before coming to a halt in front of the Empress.

The Empress, although startled at first, lowered her head to meet my gaze.

“Oh my God, what’s going on? Why are you crying?”

At the same time, the Empress’s face hardened, preparing for the worst of what Charlize had to say.

Apparently, my flushed face was a mess with tears down my cheeks and a runny nose.

But I couldn’t afford to worry about that.

I desperately clung to the Empress.

“He’s in trouble, the Crown Prince is sick!”

“… … The Crown Prince?”

The Empress opened her eyes wide.

I nodded my head.

Word just flew out the mouth at rapid speed.

“The Crown Prince has a very high fever! He’s also not breathing properly, and, and… …”

“Lize, calm down.”

A soft hand gently caressed my back, that single touch made me feel at ease.

I struggled to hold my breath.

As I tried to force myself to stop crying, a strange sound came out.

The Empress hugged me tightly and continued to speak.

“I’m going to call for a physician right now and let him know, so you can stop crying, Charlize.”

“However… … would his majesty, the Emperor, allow it?”

Unable to dismiss my worries, I cried and looked at the Empress in desperation.

The very thought of the Emperor interfering was so distracting that I couldn’t put him off my mind.

The Emperor has done so much harm, poisoning food, sending assassins, would he even deny the empress herself from sending a doctor?

In that situation, there’s no way he’d allow you to send a doctor to Damian.

Unexpectedly, the Empress’s expression became strict as her eyes narrowed and her posture became imposing. This was the first time Charlize had seen the Empress like this.

“Lize, I am the one and only Empress of the Great Empire of Winsor.”

“… … Her majesty the empress.”

“As Empress, I have the authority to easily care for at least one sick crown prince at will.”

“… … Of course, that’s true.”

I nodded my head, slightly embarrassed that I doubted the Empress.

The Empress stroked my hair, each stroke was filled with love and attention.

“So don’t worry. Isn’t the Empress the mother of Winsor?”

Having said that, the Empress smiled softly with her eyes closed. It was evident how much she loved Charlize.

I felt my heart flutter.