What Your Majesty Desires - Chapter 1.6

They said he’d slain thousands of enemy soldiers with his own hands, but he gazed at Aiden with eyes so noble and refined, as if he’d lived a life far removed from war. Why, I haven’t even exchanged a word with him, and I already dislike him.

“What’s going on in the castle?

Why is everyone in such a panic?”

Aiden, who had rushed back upon hearing that the flag of Dextin Castle was being lowered, was met with a scene of utter chaos. Usually, when something happened, they would lock the castle gates and hide inside, but everyone was rushing out, from the inside out. Madly. Truly madly.

“L-Lord! Princess Thalia committed suicide this morning!”

“Thalia?” A soldier, caught by Aiden in front of the castle gate as he fled, frantically conveyed the situation, stamping his feet.

Thalia, the only princess of the Dextin Empire, had committed suicide; it was tragic news. Which meant… “Then the engagement ceremony?” “It can’t happen. The bride is dead.” It was as good as saying Marilyn’s abdication had been postponed again.

“Remember the elite troops the Gler Empire sent as an engagement gift? Now that the engagement ceremony has been canceled, they’ve suddenly turned and beheaded our military commander. I thought they were war-obsessed lunatics to send an army as a gift, but I guess it was all groundwork for today. No, wait. There’s no way they could have known the princess would commit suicide…”

Anyway, that crazy prince was now trying to turn the empire he was supposed to marry into into a wasteland. Even without the elite troops received as an engagement gift, Prince Hernis’s personal guard, notorious as living weapons of destruction, had already seized the entire castle in an instant, so Dextin was as good as finished from this moment on.

If things went wrong, they might drag all the citizens of the Dextin Empire to the Gler Empire and enslave them, so they had to escape quickly. But all sides were their territory, so they didn’t know where to flee. Aiden listened blankly to the soldier’s long, tearful explanation for a moment.

“Honestly, I understand why Princess Thalia committed suicide.

Who would want to marry such a crazy murderer? They say if you’re called to his bed, you’ll be found dead the next day.”

If the engagement ceremony was canceled… Only one person came to mind. “Still, our princess, if only she had endured a little longer for the sake of the empire. What will become of Dextin now?

The legend that the goddess Nike protects the land of Dextin is now a thing of the past…”

“What happened to the princess?”

“The princess? I told you, she committed suicide.”

“No.” Not Princess Thalia, but Marilyn.

“Understood. Go.” “You’re going in?”

“I have something to do.”

“Going into the castle now is suicide!

I barely escaped because they were few in number. They’re killing anyone they come across, saying they’re too lazy to take prisoners even if they surrender…

Lord!” Ignoring the soldier’s pleas, he spurred his horse and entered the castle gate. He had fought his way through a few enemies on the way, but it might have been pure luck that Aiden had made it this far.

The members of Hernis’s personal guard that Aiden encountered here were on a completely different level of strength than the so-called elite troops he had faced in the castle earlier.

“What are you?”

Even the nonchalant look in his eyes, filled with leisure. What is it? Dust? Hernis’s indifferent gaze, as if asking that, was absurd. It seemed like he wouldn’t even bat an eye if he rushed at him right now, swinging his sword. “I am this person’s escort knight, Aiden.”

“An escort knight, huh.” I see. But.

“Seems a little late for an escort knight.”

Is it because he’s a prince? He spat out sarcastic words without changing his expression. As he exchanged words with Hernis, who remained as refined as ever, one side of Aiden’s lips twisted involuntarily. Did that bastard even know? How much of a terrible thing he had done to Marilyn’s life today.

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