Who Stole The Empress

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Lana stayed at the palace for a day at Theo’s request.

Roselyn wasn’t sure what the sisters had or hadn’t talked about that night.

Lana’s expression, which looked lighter when she came to say goodbye before going back to Mach.

“Are you really going back to Mach so soon?”

“Yes, we should. That’s where we have all the stuff we made for the baby. I want to welcome our baby in that house that we built together.”

Lana smiled brightly and answered bravely.

She used to be disappointed, but now Amor was no longer her home. Lana and Targen immediately set sail the next day without looking back.

Because of Lana’s swollen belly, Roselyn couldn’t hold them any longer.

Before leaving, Roselyn asked them if there was anything they wanted. 

She was grateful for their willingness to come to her when Lana was so close to giving birth, and she wanted to congratulate them on their new life.

Lana and Targen looked into each other’s eyes and smiled, saying there was something they wanted to ask for.

“Anything you want, just ask.”

“Really, anything?”

Roselyn nodded resolutely as Lana asked again, wondering how great a thing Lana would ask for.

Lana, who was laughing, said something unexpected.

“In that case, can you pass your name to our child?”

“My name?”

“Yes. The name of the former Empress of Tanatos, who is no longer with us and whom I loved the most.”

Roselyn.

Lana wants to use that name.

“But it could be a boy………”

“Then, I will give him another name. But if it’s a girl, I want to name her after you, who I thought was the most noble.”

Roselyn blushed and was dismayed.

“Is that really the request you both want?”

“Yes. We don’t want to have anything else besides this.”

Roselyn’s ears reddened at their honest reply, but she carefully gave her consent.

“If that’s what you want, feel free to use it.”

“Thank you. ….Majest… No, Aranrosia.”

Roselyn and Tamon personally saw the two off.

Mach was right next door to Amor, but they figured the fastest way to get to Amor was by boat.

Since it was an urgent matter, they took the boat, but they chose to take a carriage because they wanted to travel leisurely on the way back. Also they tried to reduce the risk.

“I’ll go next time.”

“‘I will be waiting for you. Please come.”

Lana hugged Roselyn. The round belly felt strange and great as they touched each other.

Just before they left, Targen looked at Tamon, not at Roselyn.

Targen also knew who the Interest was.

The countless records he had left behind on the battlefield and in combat were seared all over the place, regardless of nation or race.

There were many men who would go to taverns and make a lot of noise, inflating the fact that they had been in battle with him.

Any knight, or armed men, knew the name Tamon Krasis.

Hesitantly, Targen said in a polite voice.

“If she has a goal, she will work hard. Even if she had fear, she doesn’t show it, and she thinks it’s better to get hurt alone than to hurt many people.”

Everyone in the room knew who Targen was talking about.

Of course it was Roselyn, the person he was talking about.

“Shamefully, can I pass on all the risks that should be mine to you?” (Targen asked Tamon to take care of Roselyn for him.)

“Targen!”

Roselyn called his name in embarrassment.

But Tamon was quicker than her.

Tamon, who was smirking, answered casually as he lightly pushed Targen’s shoulder.

“You’re being arrogant but go ahead with your life. I’ll take over the risks.”

Tamon raised Roselyn’s hand, kissed it, and said,

“I will hold this one tightly until I die.”

Tamon’s answer was met with a nod from Targen and Lana, who looked at each other smiling.

Just before they boarded the comfortable carriage the royal family had provided, Lana rushed to Roselyn’s side.

“What’s wrong, Lana?”

“I thought I forgot, but just now I remembered.”

“What is it?”

Lana, who was smiling, put her lips to Roselyn’s ear.

Glancing at Tamon, Lana whispered in a quiet voice that he couldn’t hear.

Roselyn’s expression changed subtly as she listened.

“You two look very good together, Aranrosia.”

Lana, who had been smiling, went back into the carriage.

“We’re leaving now! We’ll see you again soon!”

Lana waved cheerfully, and Targen politely bowed his head through the carriage window to show courtesy.

The carriage carrying them grew further and further away.

Tamon saw them off and glanced at the low hill where he could see the entrance to the outer castle.

A dark-haired woman sitting atop a powerful white horse quickly turned away and disappeared. (It’s Theo watching Lana leave from far away)

“……………..”

Tamon chuckled and grabbed the reins.

His eyes met Roselyn’s for a moment.

‘Why does she have that face?’

That was definitely that face.

It was the face Roselyn made when she was faced with an unexpected counterattack.

Looking at him with that face, Roselyn sprinted, grabbing the reins before Tamon could say anything.

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As soon as they returned to the mansion, Roselyn went to Tamon’s basement study. 

“Don’t worry about my sister. She is a single-minded person and a bit stubborn, but she thinks more than anyone else about what is best for the country. She won’t let this opportunity pass by.” (Lana)

Saying that they had to leave immediately, Lana told Roselyn not to worry. 

It wasn’t that Roselyn was worried about anything.

 She had done her best, and all that remained was to wait for the outcome. 

Even Tamon had spoken to her last night in similar words as Lana.

“When it comes to overthrowing Tanatos, Theo would be the one who wanted most. She has good instincts and rarely misses an opportunity.”

The two people who were most knowledgeable about King Amor’s past and present spoke in unison, so Roselyn had no reason to be worried.

Sitting in her seat, Roselyn quickly made her next plan.

She unfolded the note that Hannah gave her.

It was a note that showed where another holy relic was located.

[The golden cup must be buried in the tomb of the king who served the eclipse. In the lush forest of Laurel trees, under a tree struck by lightning, lies the tomb of the king].

It was the golden cup that was said to produce the most powerful poison in the world.

The only thing that could detoxify the poison from the cup was the Red Dagger, the fourth holy relic of detoxifying all the poison in the world.

In order to get all the holy relics before July, she had to find a way to collect these two at once.

“There was a rumor that a merchant in Nyrux was collecting daggers………….”

The tomb of the king who served the eclipse was probably a term referring to the tomb of the 9th king of Lumosha.

Unable to inherit this ability, he plundered the throne through violence and military force.

He was one of those who worshipped this ability despite the fact that he did not have it, but his methods were so bizarre and cruel that it made many people tremble in fear.

On a black night when the moon disappeared, the king sacrificed the heads of 100 slaves.

Of course, he had no divine powers. The unusual ability to be gifted from heaven was manifested itself in his half-brother, whom he could not kill.

The ninth king was not at peace even after his death, and suffered much resentment.

His tomb was dug up so many times that Lumosha had no choice but to move his tomb to another place, not the capital.

It was the furthest away from people’s attention.

Somewhere along the border of the country.

Roselyn checked her note again.

“…I’ll have to find an area where Laurel trees are famous.”

It felt tight trying to do everything in three months.

But that didn’t mean she would give up or delay.

‘I won’t let anyone die but me.’

Roselyn leaned deeper into her chair, covering her eyes with her arms.

She had just started and her body already felt tired.

Looking at the ocean seemed to calm the heavy feeling…….

As she was about to go outside, she shook her head and crouched more on the sofa for no reason.

Earlier, as soon as they arrived at the mansion, she told Tamon not to come downstairs because she had something to do.

Tamon nodded, puzzled, but understood.

“My most beautiful sea. Or my brilliant sea…”

Before leaving, Lana’s whispered voice floated in Roselyn’s ears.

“Aranrosia is an Amor language that means exactly that.”

The Tanatos people worshiped the cruel Ice Mountains.

They were always in awe and fear of its huge and great nature.

Conversely, the Amor people worshipped the sea the most.

They love and fear the ocean more than anyone else, and yet they are grateful for the many things it gives them.

Tamon called her the sea.

She didn’t even know that Tamon’s heart for her was in that name.

“Hmmmm.”

Roselyn closed her eyes, playing with the tips of her reddened ears.

It was a night when Roselyn’s troubles deepened.