Do Your Best and Regret

Chapter 93

'Oh, what should I do?'

Ethella gritted her teeth.

Even though dozens of seconds had already passed, the Empress did not tell her sister to raise her head.

Ethella knew better than anyone how difficult it was to be polite. Without realizing it, her feet started rolling.

But the Empress didn't even look at her sister. Instead, she slowly focused her gaze on the Lady on the table with her face as beautiful as a rose.

The Empress did the same with Ethella.

Goosebumps ran down the backs of Ethella's hands as she looked nervously at her sister.

She is a neat and beautiful Empress. She is the benevolent mother of the empire. However, the brown eyes of the Empress she met for a moment were so sharp that it seemed as if they were suffocating her. Her sparkling eyes immediately overwhelmed the mood.

"She will suffer so much from the Empress's poison that she will die."

Venomous snake. She's also a very poisonous snake.

Ethella tightly held the hem of her dress as Conrad's words pierced through her mind. She came to help her sister, but instead, she got scared.

Ethella lowered her head and bit her lip. Blood glimmered over her red lips. The situation was the same for other noble ladies. Either they smiled awkwardly, or they unknowingly avoided the Empress' gaze.

She held the atmosphere of the table in her hands. The Empress smiled gracefully and looked to her side.

Even though it was under an awning, it was an unusually hot day. In this sweltering heat, Olivia Madeleine waited for the Empress's greeting without wavering. Even though it had been several minutes, her posture was so perfect that it could be found in an etiquette book.

'Olivia, something has changed about that lowly half-baby. She can't do that without going crazy. They were always laughing at her.'

The Empress lifted her lips at an angle. It was indeed true that she looked different. Olivia's attire was flashy, putting to shame her past of wearing dull, gloomy dresses without any jewelry.

One thing, even if things had changed, Olivia was still Olivia.

The shame of the Duke of Madeleine. She is a foolishly obedient Princess. And she is half-hearted, always afraid of something.

Olivia could put as many things in her hands and massage them. She brought the Crown Prince to her side, reclaimed the abandoned mine, and eventually left the Grand Duke in misery. Then, those jewels, which were precious at first glance, would also belong to her daughter, who would become the Grand Duchess.

The Empress smiled sweetly and spoke generously.

"...How long has it been? I was lost in sentiment for a moment."

"Here comes the Empress."

Olivia slowly raised her body. The Empress, smiling softly, tilted her head for a moment. Did she go crazy because it was so hard?

The face of the Princess who met her for a moment had a strange smile on her face.

"Go to your seat. Everyone was waiting for the Princess."

The Empress shook off her uneasy feeling and spoke.

The seat she indicated as if showing her generosity was at the very end of the table. It was a seat selection that was far from the head of the table at a table where people sat in order of rank.