Who Stole The Empress
/ Who Stole The Empress Chapter 100
Rattle.
It didn't seem like a long conversation, but the sun was already setting on the way home.
Roselyn looked out over the carriage at the sunset.
It was a completely different scene than the one she'd seen a few days ago, when she'd had to deal with monsters and had to return early in the morning. The sunset was buried like red sugar on the green trees that hung all the way down by the carriage road.
Her heart, which had been frozen with tension at the sight of the warmth, quietly softened.
“What are you thinking about?”
After being transfixed by the scenery for a while, Tamon gently turned her cheek and made her look at him.
“I'm going to be really busy now.”
“Well, you can take it a little slower if you wish.”
Roselyn chuckled and shook her head.
“I don't want to slow down. The faster the better.”
Why? Is your life boring?”
It couldn't be.
Roselyn chuckled and fell silent.
“I just want them to burn as soon as possible.”
The deep hatred in the cool purple eyes was young.
Night after night, it was a dream that tormented her.
A past that was even more cruel the harder she tried.
She couldn't say she was happy, but she did her best, and that moment brought her back from the dead.
“If that's the case………..”
Tamon stared at the red emotion that filled her eyes. They were lovely, her eyes shining sharply.
“I'm willing to obey.”
Whatever it was that filled them, those raw, dynamic eyes amused him.
He was most satisfied that it wasn't a murderous intent against him.
That's right. If she wants to kill someone, she should kill them (Gillotti and Natasha), not herself.
Why did this woman have to die?
It was not possible, it was really not possible.
Tamon happily kissed the back of her hand and said mischievously.
“You'll have to pay for your tears.”
In an instant, Roselyn's face turned bright red.
Quickly turning to the side, she took her hand off from his grasp and showed her displeasure.
Tamon didn't expect such an intense reaction.
'Are you embarrassed?'
Even in the morning, she was stiff somehow, he wondered if she was embarrassed by the reaction.
Tamon followed her relentlessly as she avoided his gaze. Her reddened earlobes and the way she softly bit her lip as if she was in trouble were adorable.
Roselyn glared at him as if she had surrendered to his gaze chasing her around.
“That's bad. People sometimes cry because of nightmares.”
'You can't avoid it, so you're going to scream?'
Tamon chuckled and responded.
“You're right. I'm sure it happens often enough. I think so too.”
“But why do you keep teasing me?”
“You think I'm teasing you?”
Tamon said with a pitiful expression on his face, putting his hand on his chest as if he was sincerely hurt.
“Really?”
'Oh my innocent sea.'
Her eyes wavered in confusion.
It was a private expression of hers that she never showed in public.
Tamon made an effort not to laugh pleasantly and said with the best cautious face he could muster.
“I wasn't teasing you, I was just trying to comfort you.”
Between narrowed eyes, purple eyes glinted suspiciously.
Tamon had to look harder and more serious than ever.
“It's true.”
He sincerely kissed the back of her pure white hand.
I kept kissing between the knot thin fingers and on the palm of her hand.
Her white fingers trembled.
Like petals, her fingertips were stained red, and they were hideously floppy and savage.
It was so lovely and loving again that Tamon kissed them deeply once more.
“Don't cry, I hope you don't have to.”
“If you're crying because you're happy, no, even if you're satisfied and happy. Please don't cry.”
She was beautiful, her wet eyes gleaming with tears like clear jewels.
She was also beautiful, crying like a child who had lost her parents.
Nevertheless, he didn't want to see it again.
He tried to imagine her crying for him, too.
It was so ecstatic that his whole body was tingling.
His Asha, crying with reddened eyes at the thought of him….
Even his peripheral nerves were getting hot just imagining it.
Where could he find such ecstasy?
But still, he didn't want her to cry.
“It's a waste.”
Tamon smiled softly and swept down her eyes with her thumb.
Purple crystal eyes that stared at him as if to grasp his true intentions.
He felt the urge to drain his sincerity from his heart.
He understood her need to sharpen her mind harshly, to be wary and suspicious.
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There was not a single mistake this woman had made.
It was all the fault of Gillotti and Natasha, who had beaten her to death.
When she felt her breath heated up a little, Tamon moved closer to her, bowing his head slightly.
Unlike the usual rough way they normally devoured each other, very softly like snowflakes that gently attached themselves to the branches.
He placed his lips on hers.
He licked her slightly open lips as if knocking, and penetrated deep, as if searching for an answer from her labored breath.
Today, her fountain felt exceptionally sweet.
He grabbed her soft tongue, which refused to escape.
He hugged her tightly, and her hesitant hands finally held his neck.
It was moments like this that drove him crazy.
She was subtly weak to temptation, and her reactions, subtly frank with pleasure, drove him crazy.
“Hmm….stop.”
Their lips deepened and Tamon's hand began to touch her secret entrance.
The more distraught their breaths were, the hotter they became for each other.
The problem was that this was a carriage.
Behind the thin, rattling valence, there was a horseman and a chambermaid.
Roselyn closed her open legs and grabbed his hair.
“We can't do this here.”
She shook her head firmly with a disapproving expression.
Tamon sucked her bottom lip in again, a look of regret on his face.
How naughty was the lower lip curled up into his mouth and then coming out…On the spot without knowing…
'No, no, no.'
'If I follow my instincts, she'll hate me.'
Tamon organized his breathing briefly and released Roselyn from his embrace.
'Am I going to go crazy?'
Roselyn adjusted her distraught appearance, keeping her slightly reddened face averted to the side.
Even for a moment, she imagined lying down with him in this carriage.
It was a brief moment, but she couldn't believe she thought of it herself.
'This man……Because he's good at it.'
Roselyn tried to blame Tamon for no reason. Actually, it wasn't wrong.
It wasn't until she met Tamon that she realized how much lust between a man and a woman could shake her brain.
There had been many novels that had blinded the characters from reasoning with love, but they filed them away as fiction in a novel.
But just now, briefly, did she realize that it might not be just fiction.
Amazing.
She took a breath, keeping her gaze fixed on the scenery through the carriage window.
Before she knew it, the carriage had completely left the royal palace and was entering the city through a river full of white flowers.
Passing through, there was a square, and beside the square was a pointed cathedral and between the cathedral were shops selling goods.
It was always a beautiful place to see.
The city was really clean compared to all the people bustling about.
There were people working hard to clean the city.
No matter how many people were hired at the royal palace, it would take a lot of effort by the people who lived here to keep the city so clean and neat.
'Come to think of it, aren't there any poor villages here?'
No matter how rich a country was, there was no city that didn't have a poor village.
It was in the nature of things that where there was wealth, there was poverty…….
“Is there such a thing as a favela here?”
Tamon shook his head at Roselyn's question.
“There is. However, if you were classified as thoroughly vulnerable, the royal court had some control over you. If you pass a few screenings, they will even provide you with a residence under the royal palace.”
“…………… Can it be controlled?”
“Those who cannot be controlled are exiled. We mainly accept women and children, and the elderly who are sick are accepted in the same order.”
“That's going to take a lot of budget.”
“It's our King's idea that would be better than a sudden change into criminals, but that doesn't mean we don't have criminals.”
Tamon replied lightly, but to Roselyn all his answers were close to shocking.
How could the country be so proactive in helping the poor?
Tamon said that it was a policy that only applied in the capital, not in the entire kingdom.
Poor people from all over the country heard rumors and visited, but they couldn't accept all, so the screening process was very strict.
In fact, he said that being able to live in the capital was somewhat like preferential treatment in this country.
“We're trying to placate the local lords so that they don't concentrate only on the capital, and so that they don't get too thin-skinned in their rescue efforts. Fortunately, the country has good land and a warm climate, so there's plenty to work with if they're willing.”
“As long as the lords don't go overboard with their deprivation, there won't be many people leaving the region.”
Even if it's a little hard, people don't easily abandon their homes when they can live to some extent with effort.
At the end of poverty. There is no more place to run away. Unless they live in a place that destroys themselves.
That is why Roselyn herself had to endure and live in that hellish Tanatos.
“……………… I am amazed.”
For the first time, she felt a little jealous of the King of Amor.
If she were to adopt such a policy, the emperor's nobles would probably be against it. She would never be able to prevent exploitation.
'……… because they were all wary of Gillotti.'
How could the Imperial Palace be so happy or sad at the words of that idiot? Defeat was already a set procedure. Just need a little more time.
She could see the square with its beautiful sunset.
Strangely enough, most of the people passing by seemed happy.
Most of the expressions on the faces of everyone she met here in Amor were like that.
Satin, Asrell, the twins and the other attendants she had seen much of, and even Tamon.
Glancing back at Tamon, she impulsively opened her mouth.
“Stop here for a moment.”
“Here? Why all of a sudden?”
Hesitating a bit, Roselyn spoke with an awkward smile.
“If you don't mind, I'd like to take a look at the shopping district.”
There was no need to think, Tamon immediately stopped the carriage.
Chapter end
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