Although the distance was a bit far, he was sure.
As Kiaros stared at her in surprise, the officials around him exchanged furtive glances.
Then they started whispering among themselves.
“I think that's right, he keeps looking at Namia Rawabi with charming eyes.”
“Oh my God, the woman who was dragging her body with a blank expression is his ideal type.”
What nonsense was this?
Kiaros was so stunned that he frowned even more.
It seemed that rumors were spreading because the two walked down the hallway together.
The officials continued to chat.
“I heard there's talk of marriage too?”
“I heard that too.
I heard from Administrative Support that Namiya changed her salary account yesterday.
It was in her family name, but now it’s in her name.”
“Oh, so there will be a national wedding soon?”
The conversation took a serious turn as Kiaros listened indifferently.
“Well, I'm not sure.
As usual, it will be held in the wedding hall of the Imperial Palace, but you must make a reservation at least a year in advance.
His Highness the Crown Prince is not the type to postpone someone else's wedding just to hold his own there.”
"I know.
It's a place where many couples get married every day."
Before Chiaros knew it, there was talk of marriage, something he himself had never thought about.
It was confusing.
He was about to order his assistant to stop the spread of fake news.
When his eyes narrowed slightly at the sudden thought.
‘Wait.’
If Namiya was really that girl from back then, and if she asked her to marry her and she agreed, then they should get married.
Because he was still the richest person of her time in the empire.
‘Then… can this be called a false rumour?’
According to the background check, Namiya did not have a boyfriend.
So, from Namiya's point of view, she has no reason not to marry him, right?
Moreover, she expressed her desire to protect me when there was an assassination attempt.
At the very least, it means she doesn't hate me.
Kiaros thought logically and pointed to his assistant.
“Yes, Your Highness.”
The assistant immediately approached and lowered his head, preparing to receive the order.
“The Wedding Hall of the Imperial Palace.”
The wedding hall of the Imperial Palace was exquisite and beautiful.
Therefore, it was popular with civil servants and nobles working in the imperial palace.
Traditionally, this was the place where members of the imperial family, as head of all staff, held their wedding ceremonies.
So, as rumors among officials indicated, bookings there were overflowing.
“Find out when the ceremony can be held as soon as possible if we book now.”
"Yes."
The loyal assistant left immediately.
Kiaros straightened his back and sighed.
'I guess I should prepare just in case…'
He must end the Empress's case somehow and quickly talk to Namiya.
'For some reason, I think it's that girl.
Coincidences can't interfere in this way.'
While Chiaros was lost in his thoughts, the time came when the trial was supposed to begin.
The Minister of Justice stood.
“Then let the trial begin.”
The people stood up again and bowed their heads to the Minister of Justice.
Only Fron remained seated, tapping her ear casually before standing up and fidgeting belatedly.
'What, stand up again?' Why do you keep sitting and getting up?'
Kiaros sighed deeply.
He saw no signs of stress in Fron.
From his perspective, her face was basically saying: “You either kill me or you don’t.”
“Ha…”
He was not ignorant of Vron's loyalty.
She repeatedly refused to take the seat of empress, believing that it did not suit her.
It was the Emperor who begged her to be his wife because he could handle everything and she could live as herself.
'So no one has the right to say that Fron is not suitable for this position.'
Fron did not perform any of the essential duties of the Empress.
Naturally, as a member of the imperial family, she should take care of palace affairs.
But she never cared about such matters.
She did not even show her face in various social or political circles.
'But it's okay because the position of Empress has been vacant for a long time anyway.'
Had it not been for Fron, the position would have remained vacant in any case.
Everything went smoothly without her interference, just as it had before.
'The reason why Vron is behaving this way is most likely…'
Kiaros's eyes became deeper.
Meanwhile, the trial began.
The nobles in the jury seats were eagerly waiting for their turn to question her, their expressions full of anticipation.
'In the end, I'm the only one who can somehow save Fron in this trial.
The backlash will be severe, but still...'
The Minister of Justice, who looked at Fron positively and resignedly, had an expression.
Unfortunately, there was a suicide incident of a Ministry of Justice employee who was part of the guard group.
This threw the department into chaos, so it wasn't easy to side with Fron.
“Now, let me repeat the details of the case to the public.”
The Minister of Justice summarized the events leading up to the trial, emphasizing the main points.
Accused Osun then began to give his evidence.
“I have seen Her Majesty in that back alley several times.
Then, the day before yesterday evening, I learned from a conversation with the shop owner that what Her Majesty the Empress bought from that shop was poison.”
The man, the head of the scroll team in the scroll management department, spoke to the audience.
“It was not easy for me, a mere citizen, to report on Her Majesty the Empress.
I have thought countless times of just pretending not to see him.”
Osun, with a solemn expression, let out a pained sigh.
“However, as a civil servant working for the Imperial Family, I felt a sense of duty and finally reported this yesterday afternoon.
The shopkeeper told me what time Her Majesty the Empress was scheduled to arrive.”
Everyone in the audience seemed impressed.
Osun continued talking, even wiping away his tears.
“In fact, I know very well that His Highness the Crown Prince does not approve of our Scroll Department.
So, I also wanted to prove the loyalty of my department.”
Kiaros clicked his tongue inward.
Revealing such feelings in front of everyone.
'If I don't agree to this, I will be criticized behind my back.'
Of course, Chiaros was not someone who wouldn't take disciplinary action just because he was criticized.
Osun continued to grumble.
“I don’t know who the poison Her Majesty was buying will go to...”
“One moment.
I would like the accused to state only objective facts.”
Justice Minister Orson immediately interrupted.
The audience was already anticipating what would happen next.
“Yes… Anyway, I asked the shopkeeper and found out that Her Majesty was actively searching for and purchasing poisons that the imperial family did not tolerate… Eh.”
Osun choked, unable to continue.
“Now, accused, please sit down.”
The Minister of Justice told Osun with an almost resigned expression.
Then he turned his head towards Fron and asked.
“Is there anything you want to correct?”
"no."
Fron answered, scratching her cheek.
“Completely true.”
“…I’m sorry, but Your Majesty, you must use official speech in court, even if you are a member of the imperial family.”
“Okay.”
“Your Majesty?”
"I get it.
I'll use formal language.
Oh!
I'll use it from now on...
Yes."
Chiaros thought the matter was doomed to failure.
Now all that was left for the Empress was to become a laughing stock.
“Then, Your Majesty.
Can you tell me frankly why you bought this poison?”
Both the Minister of Justice and Chiaros have lost all hope.
Fron will remain silent, as she did all yesterday, and the situation will take a turn for the worse.
It was then.
"millimeter."
Hmm?
Kiaros frowned at the unexpected development.
Naturally, he thought that she would continue to keep her mouth shut like she did yesterday.
“Oh, no.
I'll be honest with you.”
Fron impatiently straightened her stance.
Suddenly, her brown eyes, which had been relaxed without any sense of crisis yet, looked somewhere in the audience.
Kiaros wasn't sure about the other people, but he was focused on her every move.
The place to which Fron's gaze was directed was...
'Namya Rawabi?'
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