How To Turn Into An Empress (5)

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"Very well then. If you refuse to answer my question, I shall execute you in front of the whole empire." Emperor Ferata threatened her. But who is she? She's the main character of the story. A main character doesn't die easily.

Smirking, Lizue put her head on her hand. "Really, Your Majesty? You are threatening a helpless child?" Lizue said, "it's kinda tyrannical, don't you think?"

The emperor unsheathed his sword and pointed it at Lizue. "Then I'll kill you myself."

Lizue chuckled darkly. She then grabbed the sword's tip even though the <sixth sense> inside of her is blaring with alarms. Her hand bleeded, but she laughed gracefully.

The emperor glared daggers at her, but she remained unfazed. Wayne, the secretary, was sweating bullets. He knows there's nothing more scary than the emperor being mad to his bones.

"What are you laughing at?" The emperor said in monotone but his face showed rage.

"Ahh, nothing," Lizue chuckled, "it's just so pathetic to see an emperor being pushed by his own child. And a neglected child as well."

"You..."

"Fine. I won't toy you anymore. I'm actually learning defense through sneaking into the order of Gladius knights' training every morning." Another lie.

"And nobody saw you?" The emperor asked.

"Yep. And as for who I am, I actually don't know also. The only thing I know is the maids telling me my name is Lizue and nothing else. I don't even know who my mother and father is... well just awhile ago you did call me your daughter earlier, so I assume you are my father."

"Is that so..." the emperor trailed, and his gaze started to wonder to the bleeding hand of Lizue.

The emperor took back his sword and looked away. "Wayne bandage her hand."

"Yes, Your Highness. My Lady, please give me your hand." Wayne said politely.

"It's okay sir. I'll just heal it myself." She said.

"Activate, <regeneration>" she whispered. In front of the two men, the wound visibly healed on its own.

Amazed, Wayne clapped. "You are so awesome, Princess!"

"Huh? It's just healing though."

"Don't you know? Only priests and saints can heal." Emperor Ferata said.

"Oh... is that so? I guess I'm a saintess then." She casually said, but inside she was screaming her lungs out. This situation isn't turning out right! What if she gets caught?! What would she do?!

"Bold of you to proclaim yourself as a saintess. A princess and a saintess cannot be one person at the same time." The emperor said.

"Hmph." Lizue didn't have the energy to reply to the rude but true statement of the emperor. She looked away and closed her eyes. She wants to sleep.

Emperor Ferata looked at his daughter carefully. Such arrogance for a child isn't always good, but this arrogance of his daughter made the girl survive a harsh life inside the palace walls.

"Remember to fire all the maids and butlers in Palanquin Palace and replace them with our men. Send a knight to protect Lizue also." Emperor Ferata said and closed his eyes also.

"Yes, Your Highness."

...

Lizue laid on her hard bed. She was exhausted, and her tummy has been growling ever since she arrived in the Palanquin palace.

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