Who Stole The Empress Chapter 31

Chapter 31. There's always trouble

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Tamon kissed Roselyn gently on her white shoulder.

 

There were red traces of last night all over her shoulders, down to her neck and chest.

 

Looking at them made Tamon hungry again.

 

It was a lust of color, to be exact, but what made him hungry was little different from it.

 

“Aranrosia…”

 

Tamon mumbled the name he gave her as he stared at the sleeping Roselyn.

 

Roselyn needed a new identity.

 

Roselyn V. Sunset, the Empress of Tanatos, died in a blizzard.

 

Both her country and the Emperor had abandoned her.

 

There was absolutely no reason for Roselyn to have any attachment to that country.

 

A rotten, golden empire on the brink of defeat.

 

The current emperor was a piece of trash, but the previous emperor, who was the father of the current emperor, was no slouch.

 

If the current emperor tormented his own people, the previous emperor was a man who wielded an iron hammer and tormented the surrounding countries.

 

*Talking about the past- Gillotti's parents*

 

Plundering, robbing, and trampling was the pleasure of his predecessor, King Gridley II.

 

The funny thing was that the 10 women he brought in from the countries he plundered, but they were all infertile.

 

However, Nircia Karar, the empress, gave birth to a son and a daughter. But the daughter died of illness, and the lone remaining child was Gillotti Tanatos.

 

The ulterior motive for bringing the princesses of the weaker countries, even if forced to do so, was because of the desire to have children even from concubines.

 

However, as the heavens abandoned him, he could not bear any more children.

 

So, he was forced to give up the throne to Gillotti, who had nothing good except his face. His victim was Roselyn.

 

It was this woman.

 

Tamon stared at the woman with a serene face, exhaling soft breaths.

 

From afar, the woman was just cold and resolute, but up close, there was a human side to her that desperately endured, crying out and throwing tantrums.

 

He chuckled and touched his shoulder, which Roselyn bit nervously before falling asleep.

 

She seemed to bite it quite hard with her teeth, but oddly enough, it didn't hurt at all.

 

In fact, he even hoped that she would leave him more marks like this. Every nook and cranny.

 

Tamon lay down on his side and stared at Roselyn's face as she was sleeping with one arm folded.

 

Even though he was only looking at her, he felt the heat that had made him hot to the point of exploding seemed to ignite again.

 

Tamon, as had become his habit, put his nose on her neck. A unique, sweet scent filled his sense of smell.

 

He wished that his world could be filled with only this scent.

 

Then he would feel better with every breath he took.

 

He felt like he could afford to laugh and move on.

 

“It's weird, really.”

 

—Where in the world does this feeling of satisfaction come from?

 

He didn't care if this woman bit him or cursed him.

 

Even if she kicked him and accused him of being a lustful maniac, it didn't seem to matter as long as he did so in front of her.

 

Bringing this woman into his life was an impulsive decision, but it was more satisfying than any prudent decision he had ever made.

 

Sometimes his instincts were surprisingly satisfying to him.

 

Tamon kissed her shoulder once more.

 

Roselyn's skin and the warm afternoon sun together made him feel full. 

 

“This is paradise.”

 

He moaned with satisfaction. He thought it would be nice if this moment could last forever.

 

But as soon as he thought about it, a guest arrived as if he had waited.

 

“…Oh no! Your Highness!”

 

The voice of the Commander-in-Chief echoed through the house.

 

“Your Highness?”

 

Tamon quickly stood up.

 

“Don't pretend like you can't hear me. It's very clever. Who wouldn't be Tamon Krasis's subordinate. Oh, my.”

 

The sour voice definitely belonged to her.

 

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Tamon swept his forehead with a sigh.

 

Then he put on the crumpled gown he had thrown on at random and opened the door.

 

The king of Amor, Theo Lantifu, stood at the door. (*Theo is a woman king)

 

The king did not like the hassle of having attendants.

 

She came with about five of them at the plea of her knights, but when she stormed into Tamon's mansion, she had to let more of them go.

 

Now there were two of them following him.

 

Because that was the condition for him to be able to enter Tamon's mansion without permission.

 

“Well, it's nice to finally meet you!”

 

Theo chuckled and bent over with her  arm on her chest as she watched Tamon walk out of the room, her auburn hair held high in a bun.

 

The king greeted Tamon in a posture of the nobles when they met a king.

 

“Finally, this humble king is able to meet his beloved and respected foreign minister.”

 

“What's going on in the morning, Your Majesty?”

 

“Morning? Did you say morning? Let's see, since when is three o'clock in the afternoon morning?” 

 

“Oh, is it that time already…? I'm still not feeling well, so it's not easy for me to get out of bed.”

 

Tamon said back brusquely and closed the door.

 

At that moment, Theo's hand quickly grabbed the door.

 

“Let's talk inside for a moment.”

 

“I don't understand why you want to talk in my bedroom. I'll take you to the parlor.”

 

“No, no, that's not it, Tamon. I got a report that you brought something suspicious from Tanatos. I waited a long time for you to come to inform me, but you never did. That's why I came here myself. So that's what you brought in there, right?”

 

 “Since when did Your Majesty take such an interest in the inside of my bedroom? Excessive interest can be a burden.”

 

There was a series of confrontations between Tamon and the king at the door.

 

The king, who grabbed the door trying to enter, and Tamon, who grasped the king's wrist without hesitation, were both stubborn as could be, and the conflict dragged on.

 

“To stand in the way of the king. It's a call for beheading, Tamon.”

 

“It won't work in my mansion. So why did you come here? I was going to see you today, but ……….”

 

“What did I just say? Oh, that's right. I told you it was 3:00 p.m. If you just woke up and planned to come to the palace today, does that mean you tried to come late at night? Oh! You're going to join my chamber, aren't you?”

 

“No way.”

 

“The rejection was so adamant that it hurt my heart.”

 

“I'm sorry to hear that. But, when are you going to let go of the door?”

 

“Tamon, don't you know it's more suspicious if you're trying to hide like this?”

 

“I have no idea what you're talking about……..”

 

“If you have nothing to hide, let go of this hand. I'll check it myself.”

 

“Inside is a poor woman shuddering without her clothes on. Shouldn't a man protect his woman from shame?”

 

The king's brow furrowed at Tamon's straightforward answer.

 

Then she was immediately startled.

 

“No,wait a minute…… You hold women? Are you sure that's a woman in there?”

 

She sounded more suspicious than before.

 

“I assumed you were naturally asexual……?”

 

This time Tamon gasped at the king's words.

 

“No way. I'm more passionate and lustful than anyone else, but……….”

 

“But I've never met anyone before. And moreover, did you not kick out the Queen of Foucault who ran naked from the battlefield into your barracks?”

 

“Why should I embrace a crazy woman?”

 

 “But she was a very beautiful mad woman, wasn't she?”

 

The Queen of Foucault was a woman who had had twelve lovers just because of her beauty.

 

The partners varied, but she enjoyed a free-spirited love affair with lowborn, nobles, and princes of other countries. There was even a popular belief that a man who went under her skirt would never be able to get out again.

 

“What does that matter?”

 

Such a woman made up her mind and attacked the hut of Tamon Krasis. She wore little clothes and did everything she could to tempt him, but he was not fazed.

 

The Queen of Foucault was so angry that she made a lot of noise about the Tamon being gay or asexual.

 

And the rumor spread quite convincingly.

 

Tamon didn't know that even the king of his country, whom he had known half his life, would agree with the rumor.

 

“…… No, on top of that, the Queen ran away in shame. So I even suspected that you and Ronasso might have that kind of relationship.”

 

Tamon's face was distorted roughly as if he had chewed a stone.

 

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