“Ha!
It’s really hard.”
I looked at the front page of the newspaper again today.
Will the Emperor get married today, will he get married tomorrow, the day after tomorrow...
In the original novel, the Emperor never met a woman, never revealed his real name or even his face, and ruled the empire quietly.
Since his ascension to the throne, the Corrupt Empire has advanced significantly.
He demolished the old, corrupt aristocracy, and succeeded in creating his own system of government by recruiting emerging talent.
But why doesn't he get married!
"Don't you think his subjects are wearing him down?
If he's such a hardworking emperor, why doesn't he get married and take a rest?
If he's working so hard, why doesn't the succession matter get resolved sooner rather than later?"
Ah!
This bastard emperor.
I grabbed the newspaper and cried.
“Marry, please.
I don’t care who she is, just get married!”
“Enya-san.”
Then I heard a soft, low voice.
I opened the door and was greeted by the man who entered with a bright smile.
“Dale!”
“If you run, you'll get hurt.”
Dale smiled sheepishly as I ran up and gave him a light hug.
He was embarrassed to hug and couldn't even hug me.
Which made him even cuter.
“Dale, are you done now?”
“Sorry.
It was more work than I expected...”
“I don't blame you, Dale, but what if you collapse from stress?”
Dale was startled by my concern, then looked at me intently, unable to make eye contact with me.
'Yes, well, if I had to get married, I would do it with someone like this.'
Not an obsessive man like the Emperor in the original novel, but a kind, caring, loyal (and handsome) man.
“Really, I'm worried about you because you leave early and come in late every day.”
“If I get sick, I'm sure Enya-san will take care of me.”
Dale smiled softly as I stared at him in disbelief.
“Still, it's better not to get sick, right?”
“I will keep that in mind.”
She hugged him tighter, enjoying his broad chest.
His warm embrace smelled good.
The best harvest was achieved by abandoning the family and fleeing to the countryside to avoid marrying the emperor.
And marrying my handsome husband.
I hugged my handsome husband tightly and thought.
‘I wish the Emperor would marry someone.’
I didn't know that he was already married to me.