Sovieshu paced around the drawing room unable to manage his rising anger, until he eventually rang the little bell over the table intensely and ordered a knight,
"Summon Baron Lant!"
Once Baron Lant entered, Sovieshu spoke coldly.
"How can you be so useless?!"
"What's wrong, Your Majesty?"
Bewildered, Baron Lant hastily knelt down on his knees.
Sovieshu's expression was so cold and fierce that it seemed like it would freeze the entire place. It was different from his usual impassive expression. Clearly, he was very angry.
"Your Majesty, why did you send for me...?"
"I gave you the order to take care of Rashta, did you think that you only had to make sure she was alive?"
"Your, Your Majesty."
"She hasn't learned anything, but what the hell do you do?! How can it be that you never know about the problems that arise related to Rashta?!"
Baron Lant paled and bowed his head at Sovieshu's rebuke.
Sovieshu's look became frightening. His pent-up anger exploded, but he truly considered that Baron Lant had been completely useless.
Among Sovieshu's secretaries, Baron Lant was the one who was supposed to help Rashta. However, Baron Lant was not involved in any of Rashta's problems.
In the first instance, it seemed that Baron Lant was innocent, but it also meant that Baron Lant had not taken good care of Rashta.
In contrast, Arian, a maid of Rashta's, had provided much information to him.
"It's my fault, Your Majesty."
Baron Lant apologized in a somber voice. He guessed that Rashta had caused another problem.
Although Baron Lant understood Sovieshu's anger, he felt it was somewhat unfair. When Rashta arrived at the imperial palace, she initially sought Baron Lant's advice and help.
However, as she spent more time as a concubine and grew closer to Duke Elgy, Rashta stopped seeking Baron Lant's support.
After Baron Lant was put in charge of managing her finances, she barely spoke to him.
Baron Lant sincerely wanted to help Rashta, but there was no way he could do that if she didn't confide in him.
Baron Lant did not tell Sovieshu because he knew the emperor would consider it an excuse, so he kept his mouth shut and looked at the floor.
Sovieshu let out a heavy sigh and waved his hand.
"Stand up."
Baron Lant stood up helplessly, clasped his hands and waited for the Emperor's command.
Sovieshu asked as he pressed down on his throbbing temples.
"The slave certificate. Hasn't it been found yet?"
The situation turned complicated, so he had to prepare for the worst. Now that he had dealt with Rashta's real father and her fake parents, it remained to find out if the princess was his real daughter. It would be troublesome if the slave certificate suddenly appeared.
"That..."
"Answer clearly."
"No."
Sovieshu blamed himself for hastily elevating Rashta to the position of Empress despite the potential risk, worried that the baby in her womb would not become a legitimate child.
