"You said you would give me anything I want. Then divorce me."
It was the only way for Lasilia to live.
Her husband will one day discover her secret and try to kill her. The secret is that the bodies of Lasilia and the Empress have changed! The empe...
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"You must have an attendant to take a bath. Shall I call the chamberlain?"
"No, I don't need an attendant. As for the clothes, you... no, that won't work Call Persson."
There was one thing Lasilia misunderstood, but Lescal was the most indifferent person in the imperial palace. The only reason he had been dressing like a picture for the past few days was Lasilia.
Normally, he would have been able to wear the clothes that Riyan brought him roughly, but not now. Besides, Lescal was in a state of great intimidation from last night. He couldn't wear any clothes. Because he had to look a little nicer to the Empress. It seemed like it was already too late, but still, just in case.
"All right."
Riyan opened the bathroom door. It was a casual, natural movement, but she couldn't escape Lescal's eyes.
"You use your left hand. Is your right side uncomfortable?"
There was blood on her right shoulder. It was a wound that Serben said was a light scratch.
"I think it would be good to be careful for a day or so."
"Was it to the point where you couldn't stop it?"
"That is... Yesterday was different than usual."
The mutation Lescal suffered during the Blue Moon and the pain it caused were familiar to the Shadow Knights. But yesterday was different. There had never been a case where Lescal had broken through three thick iron bolted bedroom doors and burst out because of a mutation. He suffered, but there was no case of loss of intelligence like a blank paper. Lescal groaned alone in the room.
"It's not that I can't stop it. It was to the point of not being able to compete at all. Your Highness passed me before I even had time to use the sword."
The sword broke before he could even swing it. He still hadn't figured out exactly how his right shoulder was injured.
Last night, Lescal was just scaring.
"And mutations were also done the most. The bones protruding from its back seemed to have taken the shape of wings almost entirely. In my opinion, the transition is accelerating as we approach your 30th birthday."
