Translation Your Majesty, the Voice of Your Heart is Leaking!

7. The Announcement Party is a Battlefield (3)

ā€œā€”sheā€™s what, from Lacie? That small, unheard of, kingdomā€”anyone know of such a place?ā€

ā€œIn any event, that kingdom is rarely highlighted. Iā€™m sure that kingdomā€™s status isnā€™t good.ā€

ā€œIn the first place, she was supposed to be a gift for the previous emperor, right? Then why would His Majesty Gaizel…ā€

As various words flew, their contempt grew increasingly audible to Tistyeā€™s ears. But Tistye couldnā€™t deny any of them.

Everything they said is true… I was merely a prisoner… as such, I shouldnā€™t have become the Empress…

Ever since the day she arrived there in a palanquin, she had been criticizedā€”

ā€˜Why let a princess who comes from such a small kingdom like Lacie become the empress?ā€™

Tistye herself was wondering.

Her vision began to distort.

The tight dress and the heat of the hall made her uncomfortable.

However, even if she wanted to escape, she couldnā€™t move due to the crowd.

I canā€™t fall like this.

It was while Tistye resolutely tried to keep up her frontā€”

ā€œā€”oi, what are you doing?ā€

The low and cold voice of Gaizel froze everyone.

Only Tistye smiled, staring at him as if his existence was a ray of light.

ā€œY-Your Majesty the Emperor, you see, Iā€™m just having a small talk with Her Majesty…ā€

ā€œWho gave you permission to do that?ā€

ā€œHuh, um…ā€

ā€œā€”and the group of women over thereā€”ā€

His metallic, navy blue, eyes turned towards the group of women. His relentlessly sharp glare became even more so, as if polished.

Tistye herself had never been on the receiving end of such a terrible gaze.

ā€œJust now, what did you say?ā€

ā€œ…ā€

ā€œDidnā€™t you hear me? I asked, what did you say?ā€

The women glanced at each otherā€”no one dared to answer.

Seeing it, Gaizel reached for the long sword on his waist.

A tense atmosphere spread in an instant.

ā€œI see, so your ears are bad, huh? Which mean you donā€™t need them anymore.ā€

ā€œY, Your Majesty?ā€

ā€œI shall cut them for youā€”kneel.ā€

Since he was the emperor, no one was brave enough to stop him.

The women were repeatedly apologizing as they gathered into one place.

But Gaizelā€™s anger didnā€™t subsideā€”and it was painfully transmitted to Tistye.

[ā€œWho gave you the right to speak ill of Tistye!? She was pushed into a marriage she never intended for, and had to come here all by herself!! Who dares to think anyone would wish to be in such a position!?ā€]

…Your Majesty…

[ā€œStill, Tistye remained by my side. Even though she was alone. It must be very excruciating for her, I know, but still, I canā€™t help but be happy because of said fact! …Damn it! How infuriating! How could I have failed to protect her from these people!?ā€]

Watching Gaizel gritting his teeth, Tistye steadily grabbed his arm.

Gaizel was surprised, and inadvertently let go of his swordā€™s hilt.

ā€œYour Majesty, they didnā€™t say anything bad about me.ā€

ā€œHo?ā€

ā€œEveryone was talking about my hometown, Lacie, right?ā€

The women nodded.

Gaizel stared at them for a while, unconvinced, before eventually taking a short breath and held Tistyeā€™s hand.

ā€œThis time, I shall forgive all of youā€”but there will be no next time.ā€

Gaizel left with Tistye, leaving that crowd behind.

A rRelieved atmosphere could be felt from behind.

Tistye crossed the hall with Gaizel.

When the front door was opened, two people walked along the long corridor.

Gaizel walked forward with large strides and soon spat out.

ā€œWhy would you cover them?ā€

ā€œWhat do you mean?ā€

ā€œWhat happened before. You should just get mad.ā€

ā€œThatā€™s…ā€

Tistye smiled at Gaizel whom was waiting for her answer.

ā€œYour Majesty has already gotten angry in my stead, so itā€™s alright.ā€

Of course, the previous situation itself was bleak.

But the moment she found out Gaizel was truly angry, for a split second, joy was all she felt.

At first, Gaizel seemed to be upset by the answer.

ā€œ…Youā€™re too soft.ā€

ā€œEven if so, Your Majesty is kind to me, so itā€™s enough, already.ā€

Hearing that, Gaizel seemed to have forgotten what he was about to say next.

He exhaled, as if giving up, stopped, and turned around to stand before Tistye.

What happened, I wonder?

As Tistye looked up, Gaizel suddenly placed his hands on her shoulders.

When she was about to resist, Gaizel bent leaned forward and his face approached her.

Eh?! Your Majesty, why so suddenlyā€”!?

It was Tistye who hurriedly closed her eyesā€”but after a long wait, no kiss happened.

…?

Eventually, she noticed the sensation of hair brushing her neck, and she forced her terrified eyelids to open.

Gaizel was leaning with his forehead on her neck.

[ā€œI, I canā€™t… when she said that, my hands moved on their own! Other than that, I just canā€™t do it, itā€™s just not something that someone would do in a corridor! But when she says something like that, I canā€™t remain a well-behaved man… or, rather, how am I supposed to put up with that!?ā€]

ā€œY, Your Majesty, if we donā€™t return soon, wouldnā€™t everyone be troubled!?ā€

Tistye desperately tried to persuade him before his thought went in a disturbing direction.

Gaizel finally stood up reluctantly, sighing deeply.

His eyebrows are furrowing deeper than usual…

ā€œAfter finishing up the rest of my work, Iā€™ll return. You should return to the main residence first.ā€

ā€œYes. Do your best.ā€

ā€œ…I neednā€™t be told that.ā€

[ā€œI donā€™t want to go… I want to return home together with her right this very moment…ā€]

At the last, sad, voice of his heart, Tistye suddenly smiled.


***T/N:

[ā€œWho gave you the right to speak ill of Tistye!? She was pushed into a marriage she never intended for, and had to come here all by herself!! Who dares to think anyone would wish to be in such a position!?ā€]

This.

THIS AMOUNT OF CONSIDERATION. THIS AMOUNT OF EMPATHY. HE ISN’T ANGRY FOR HIS OWN SAKE (aka the usual “WHO DARE SPEAK ILL OF MY BELOVED WIFE, I LOVE HER, YOU DARE CHASTISE MY PREFERENCE IN WOMAN!?”)–HE’S ACTUALLY ANGRY FOR HER, OUT OF HIS GENUINE CONCERN FOR HER, OUT OF ACTUALLY PUTTING HIMSELF IN HER SHOES–*Translator clutches her thumping chest.

–BEST CHAPTER YET. I DON’T EVEN CARE IF OUR KISS SCENE IS BOICOTTED YET AGAIN. OKAY I DO MIND, BUT ONLY A LITTLE, SHEESH.

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