Chapter 3: Live To Sienna Pt.3

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Carl and Bluebell were not present yet, but Arya, who had come early, welcomed her.

Arya raised her skirt to greet Sienna, who bent at the knees in response because she was holding Joseph. Arya greeted Sienna before Sienna had even reached the top, making her look like she was at her feet.

In Laifsden, where the emperor’s authority came first, the empress’ authority was higher than the queen’s. By law, Arya was not supposed to greet Sienna from a place above her.

“He’s the star of today’s banquet, but he appeared too early.”

At her words, Sienna looked at the empty seats of both Carl and Bluebell. It wasn’t that Sienna had come out early. Carl and Bluebell were late.

“I guess I was in a hurry. Today is the Prince Joseph’s official announcement so that all may know him. I wanted to be able to show my confidence as his mother as soon as possible.”

“Yes. Prince Joseph looks very healthy. He’s the scarlet of Laifsden.”

Sienna thanked her but tilted her head at the same time. Until now, Arya had called Joseph the Crown Prince, but today, she had called him Prince Joseph. The one in line for the throne was given the title of Crown Prince, which was an inappropriate title for Joseph, who hadn’t even received his name from the emperor.

Sienna recalled the conversation she had had with Arya not long ago. Arya had said that she would make Joseph the next emperor if Sienna could fulfill a very simple favor. Sienna had been so sad that she hadn’t understood her properly, and had forgotten about it after that…

“Have you forgotten my request?” Arya whispered in Sienna’s ear.

“But how can it…”

When she tried to ask how the little request could make Joseph the emperor, Arya shook her head and prevented her from speaking any further.

“You’ll know the reason soon. It’s important for Prince Joseph, so please.”

Sienna wavered, but she trusted Arya’s words and nodded.

The banquet resumed when the two women were seated. The noblemen danced in pairs to the merry music played by the musicians.

“The Emperor and Her Majesty, the Queen II,” the door guard announced Carl and Bluebell in a loud voice. Soon, the door opened, and the two entered.

Carl, with his vivacious golden hair, the symbol of Laifsden’s royalty, looked around the banquet hall with his commanding light blue eyes, and those who seemed easygoing straightened themselves. He had been born to be king.

Bluebell was next to him, as she should be. She was as beautiful as a fairy, with her blue, silvery hair well combed and adorned with pearls.

With her white skin and slender shoulders, she was almost leaning against Carl’s arm. They looked very good together to Sienna, who smiled bitterly at the sight.

“Today and any other day, I wish you’d come out with me in hand…”

After the couple’s appearance, the people inside the banquet hall remained on edge, but that wasn’t just because of their good looks. Everyone’s eyes were on Bluebell’s white, slender neck, which was adorned with a necklace. He didn’t have to explain what the 227 shiny diamonds and large sapphires meant.

Having drawn everyone’s attention, Bluebell changed her posture and supported her waist with one hand, as if her belly, which wasn’t even been popping out yet, was very heavy.

If the action was intended, it was a success. People realized that the one next to the emperor of the country was not Sienna and the child in her arms wrapped in the gangbo, but Bluebell and the unborn child inside her belly.

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