When the Mad Emperor Suddenly Becomes Sweet Chapter 73

Lucius was riding in the carriage due to injury. Freya bowed flatly toward him and turned her way back.

 

“Freya, where are you going?”

 

” I'm going to walk next to Archer, your Majesty.”

 

“Then, who's taking care of me?” Lucius recklessly pushed her into the wagon and closed the door.

 

Meanwhile, Hero, who was dozing off, set his back on the appearance of the two.

 

“Freya, you were lost. I was worried a lot.”

 

“It's…” Freya mumbles.

 

Hero only found blood on Lucius' cheeks and a cloth tied to his arm.

 

“Your highness, are you hurt?”

 

“Don't make a fuss. It wasn't a big deal.”

 

“I'm glad to hear that.”

 

Trying to wipe the blood with his unhurt hand, Lucius suddenly turned his head to his side.

 

“What's wrong with you? Wipe the blood, “he ordered Freya with a silly smile.

 

“… Hurry up.”

 

On the carriage, Freya carefully swept his head with his sleeve. As she touches Lucius' face with his eyes closed, revealing his long eyelashes.

 

Why so handsome?

 

Blood splattered all over his face. Freya tried to wipe it carefully so as not to hurt Lucius. As he opened his eyes, he found Freya staring at him and floundered.

 

“It's done.” Freya quickly said.

 

“Freya, why is your face so red?”

 

“It's because the carriage is hot,” Freya waved her hands towards her face.

 

“Don't forget that you owe me your life, “Lucius whispered.

 

“I don't know what you two are talking about.”

 

Hero, who was looking at the two, coughed loudly. Only then did Freya lower her head deeply, pushing Lucius away.

 

The carriage ran on an unfamiliar road all night. Freya hit her head against the window out of frustration. No matter how hard she tried, her hot cheeks would not cool down. While pretending to be sleeping the whole time, she wanted to force herself to sleep.

 

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The wagon was rattling when the wheels stopped on the gravel and it shook when the wind knocked hard on the window, making it uneasy for the passengers.

 

It's excruciating. Freya thought.

 

But she didn't dare to open her eyes. She can feel Hero's playful expression from across the seat, and right next to her was Lucius with burning eyes.

 

“Let's sleep. We have to sleep.”

 

It was Freya, constantly chanting spells throughout the carriage.

 

***

 

Lucius was very excited to complete all preparations to return to the palace. It was unusual compared to him, who usually had no expression.

 

Since meeting Hero a few years ago, Lucius has run for only one goal.

 

Revenge…

 

His mother, who gave up everything after leaving the post of an Empress, eventually died. It was his father and the current Empress who drove her to death.

 

I'll take good care of Lucius now.

 

It was a promise Milady made to her mother the day she left for the south. It was like an order from Milady, but his mother followed Milady's words silently with a heavy heart.

 

Everything was for Lucius's safety.

 

Lucius, will you forgive your weak mother?

 

Her mother grabbed him and whispered very quietly on the day of separation.

 

Mother can't take you with me. It would be best if you stayed in the palace. It is where you belong. I will see you soon, my son.

 

Lucius wiped the tears flowing through his mother's cheeks with his tiny hands. He forced himself to laugh to shake off his unfamiliar and fearful feelings.

 

Lucius didn't know then, but that day became the last day he saw his mother's face.

 

Her mother, who returned to the south, suffered from severe depression and soon became ill. Lucius did not realize his mother's absence even at his mother's funeral. He was still too young to know death.

 

Milady, who drove out the Empress and took the position, was at first affectionate.

 

Lucius, you think of me as your mother.

 

She embraced Lucius, who lost her mother, saying she was pitiful. Milady, who had red hair and black eyes, was magnificent and tender. Lucius, who had no one to rely on in the spacious palace, liked her touch. Some time ago, the Emperor did not like him, and there were not many people in the court who paid attention to Lucius.

 

You can call me mother, Lucius.

Chapter end