Remarried Empress

mage of the imperial family would be completely destroyed.

He would if there was a situation where he had to prove it, but it would be shameful to do so when no one distrusted.

Sovieshu was horrified to see his daughter reflected in a strange child, so he hurried to return him to Alan.

Ordering Alan to wait a moment, Sovieshu entered the baby’s room and held the princess lying in the crib.
When Sovieshu brought the princess, Alan’s eyes widened.

His eyes, which wandered over the lavish decorations of the Imperial Palace, now fixed on the face of the princess.

However, Alan’s eyes soon stopped on the princess’ clothes.
A comfortable baby dress made from the highest quality fabrics, which were only produced a few per year, and soft socks on her pretty feet.
The socks were adorned with small pearls.

Alan compared the princess to his son.
He made an effort to dress him well, but there was a distinct difference from the princess’ clothes.

Even a child from an ordinary noble family could compare better with the princess.
Since Viscount Roteschu, who managed the economic part of the family, did not want his grandson, Alan could not even raise his son like those of other nobles.

Besides, he had raised his son alone, isolated in a mansion.
Two identical babies, with completely different lives… he couldn’t stop comparing them as a fire slowly grew inside him.

But his disturbed mind crumbled at Sovieshu’s question.

“That child.
Who is his father?”

Alan looked at Sovieshu in surprise.

“What?”

“I asked who the father of that child is.”

“Ah, that…”

Alan lowered his head at Sovieshu’s fierce stare.
His father had told him that the emperor didn’t know who Ahn’s real father was.

‘Was the Emperor asking that question because he had found out something? Or was he just curious because Ahn looked so much like the princess?’

Although he felt uneasy, Alan soon spoke exactly as Viscount Roteschu had told him.

“That I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?”

“That’s right.
I, I just…”

“If you went to the audience chamber to ask for this child to be blessed, you must have a genuine bond.
But don’t you know that?”

“I grew attached to him as I raised him.
He’s such a lovely little boy…”

“Did you grow attached to him?”

“Yes.
Yes, Your Majesty.”

Unable to overcome the pressure exerted by the emperor, Alan lowered his head again.
His hands, with which he held his son, did not stop shaking.

Fortunately, Sovieshu let him go.

“It’s okay.
You can go.”

“Thank you.
Thank you.”

Alan bowed and hurried out of the room, not knowing what he was thankful for.

As soon as Alan closed the door, he lost the strength in his legs and almost collapsed.
He felt suffocated in that room.
Once he stepped out into the corridor, he finally caught his breath.

But Alan would not have been relieved if he had seen the fierce expression with which Sovieshu looked at his back as he walked away.
He had begun to suspect that Ahn’s real father might be Alan.

From the moment Alan left the room where he found it difficult to breathe, his thoughts of Sovieshu faded with every step he took.

Instead, his mind was filled with thoughts of Rashta and Ahn.

Alan went straight to the Western Palace and told the knight at the front of the palace that he wanted to meet with the Empress.

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