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"Maximilian?"
I blink at her silently. She just called my name. By my name. Instead of feeling repulsed and detested by that sound I instead can't feel anything anymore. All I can see is her.
My breath stops for a moment again. Just like back i...
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The hunting festival was nearing. It was the most anticipated event in the entire empire. Many grand nobles would participate to hunt down various animals for their family and also for the lady that they wish to dedicate their hunting too.
I will be participating this year as always. I put my hunter outfit on with the help of my maid who slowly put it on me. She took her sweet time which made me question why she was.
I look down to see her watchful gaze of my body. So she was intently slowly putting my clothes on. There's a small blush on her face that she doesn't even try to hide. Does she find me attractive?
Atleast I still have my charms even though many years have passed. I can pull. A small smile appears on my face from that thought. It makes me proud and thank my parents for gifting me with such a handsome face.
But this maid was starting to get on my nerves slowly taking her time. I push her hands away and do it myself.
"You may leave. I will do it myself." I say turning away from her and standing in front of the mirror so I can see where the buttons are. I carefully button myself up.
"Ah but Sir—!"
"I thought I told you you could leave. Or should I order you instead?" I shoot her a glare, stilling her in place as she gulps and retreats out of the room. She bows down once and closes the door behind her. Her face was annoying.
I return back to the mirror. I grab a vest that was embroidered with various patterns and threw it around myself, putting my arms into it. It fit perfect for my physique. Whoever made this had me in mind while making it.
I should absolutely win in the hunting competition this year. I tie up always with Roman but this time I have to win. For sure. I have to show that I am better than Roman in all ways possible. Probably because of that accidental scene I had seen at the masquerade ball.
Elizabeth looked at him as if he was something worth looking at. Something she wishes to look at more longer. Of course I don't care if she does, that was her personal matters. I have no right to interfere into it.
But something about it irks me. Does she think that Roman is better than me?
Then I have to show her that I am far better. I must show her why I was chosen as the emperor to the Kaisenark empire for this lifetime. And why I was chosen as her husband in this lifetime.
I pick up my crossbow and bundle of arrows, handing it to my servant to keep safe until we arrive at the hunting festival. I heard that Elizabeth was the one that foresaw all the preparation for the hunting festival this year.
It sounds grand and amazing. She made sure that everyone, the ladies especially, could stay peacefully while the men are hunting. Many large tents were brought, and they were brand new.
