Chapter 238. Confessions (1)

Translator: Aura

/ Editor: SaWarren

Rashta returned to her room and slammed the door. She threw herself on the bed as soon as she entered, squeezing a pillow.

Her head felt warm and her surroundings cold. Rashta snorted as she punched the pillow.

‘He’s a very bad person. Really bad! How could Grand Duke Kapmen’s attitude today be so different from yesterday?’

Yesterday he was definitely in love with her, but today he has been just as cold as before.

‘It’s only been one day!’

Not even a full day as only about ten hours had passed.

‘The deposed empress must have done something again!’

Rashta was sure of it! As Grand Duke Kapmen showed interest in her, Navier hurriedly approached him in the morning to seduce him. She had done this with Sovieshu, and now with Grand Duke Kapmen as well.

‘She pretends to be a very dignified woman, but in reality that’s the last thing she is.’

Rashta grunted angrily at the thought.

She believed that Navier seduced Prince Heinley in the Eastern Empire, and that here she seduced Sovieshu again. And now she was after Grand Duke Kapmen too!

“She hated that the Grand Duke fell in love with me.”

Rashta snorted.

There were people like that. People who always wanted to be the center of attention. In Rashta’s eyes, the deposed empress was one of those people.

However, Rashta soon shook her head.

‘Right now I don’t have to worry about that.’

She was delighted that a handsome man like Grand Duke Kapmen was after her, but that was all it was.

‘Did I no longer need to use him to arouse Sovieshu’s jealousy?’

Rashta got out of bed, setting the pillow aside.

‘Yes. What is more important now is what the deposed empress’s brother said.’

Rashta bit her nails, frowning.

‘What is the document with my name on it?’

A document that could be used as blackmail…

The answer was not long in coming to her mind.

‘The slave trade certificate!’

***

Rashta had finished her pondering, but before she could visit Sovieshu…

Sovieshu came forward, calling her first.

“Your Majesty, the Emperor wishes to see you.”

Rashta got up from the couch with a smile as she knew this would happen.

‘I imagine he’s calling me because he’s jealous.’

She tried to stay calm, but in the end she couldn’t keep it together.

“Wait a minute.”

That said, Rashta looked in the mirror and straightened her clothes.

“Let’s go.”

“Yes.”

Once she reached Sovieshu’s room, the knight opened the door for her. As she entered, Rashta organized her thoughts to speak to Sovieshu.

‘First I’ll need to calm my jealous husband… then I’ll let him know how Koshar treated me. Sovieshu will be so angry that he will then deal with Navier’s brother.’

However, the first thing Rashta heard from Sovieshu was an order, not something of jealousy.

“You are the empress, watch your actions.”

Rashta was momentarily taken aback at the harsh words that she had not expected.

She racked her brain, thinking over Sovieshu’s words. As a result, she came to the conclusion that it was another form of jealousy. The empress’s dignity was just an excuse, he didn’t want her to see other men.

Rashta laughed inwardly, and replied sweetly,

“Of course, Your Majesty.”

However, Sovieshu’s expression became stiffer at her beaming smile.

“This is no joke, Rashta.”

“Huh?”

“Due to the experience gap I don’t expect you to measure up to Navier, but at the very least, shouldn’t you make sure the deficiencies are not noticed?”

“What deficiencies?”

Rashta asked, feeling her pride wounded.

Sovieshu’s words were too offensive to be said out of jealousy.

“You came to another country’s national wedding as a distinguished guest, did you have to talk like that?”

“What did Rashta say?”

“You mentioned that Navier is infertile in front of everyone.”

“What I said is true.”

“That shouldn’t be said to a newlywed couple, whether it’s true or not. Besides, it could have escalated into a diplomatic conflict.”

Navier, who loved the Eastern Empire, would not allow this incident to go that far. Sovieshu was convinced of that by her nature. Although this incident would still be a disgrace to the Eastern Empire.

Rashta’s eyes widened. The image of Sovieshu looking for Navier came back to her mind.

She felt a dizzying pain, as if a thin knife had pierced her heart.

Finally Rashta asked on the verge of tears.

“Your Majesty… don’t you care one bit what she said against me?”

If he knew about this, she assumed he also found out what happened before and after.

How could he say this? It must be the work of the deposed empress and her brother!

“The deposed empress said that I should call Your Majesty’s next concubine sister. And her brother threatened me!”

“Threatened you?”

Sovieshu asked, frowning.

“How did he threaten you?”

“He…”

Rashta was about to tell him everything as it was, but ended up shutting her mouth.

Koshar’s threat could be divided into two. The first was that he knew about her hidden child. The second was that the slave trade certificate was in the Eastern Empire Palace.

Both were hard to tell. Especially the one about her child!

Rashta was unaware that Sovieshu knew about her first child, so she chose to speak only about the slave trade certificate.

“The deposed empress’s brother spoke about a document from Rashta’s past.”

“From your past?”

“…”

“Does he still have it?!”

Sovieshu asked in surprise this time. For the sake of the baby to be born, the matter of Rashta’s past had to be dealt with carefully.

The disappearance of the slave trade certificate that had been in Viscount Roteschu’s hands had bothered him all this time…

He was surprised when Rashta mentioned it.

“I don’t know. He only mentioned that it was in the imperial palace.”

Rashta replied, while Sovieshu was puzzled by her words.

“In the Imperial Palace?”

“Yes.”

Sovieshu muttered.

“I looked for it there, but I couldn’t find it.”

At this point, Rashta realized that the slave trade certificate on which her name appeared had come from the hands of Viscount Roteschu himself.

Koshar’s threat was not simply empty words, but that document was actually laying around somewhere.

“Is it true that the certificate was lost?”

Rashta asked, her face turning pale.

“Rashta’s slave trade certificate is lost?”

“…”

“Tell me Your Majesty, it is also Rashta’s business.”

When Rashta grabbed him by the arm and pleaded, Sovieshu had no choice but to tell her.

“It’s true that Koshar took the certificate from Viscount Roteschu himself. But then the certificate disappeared.”

“Is it not in the house? In the house of the deposed empress?!”

“I looked around every corner, but I couldn’t find it. I’ve already looked everywhere.”

Rashta covered her face with both hands.

How could this happen? Is it possible that some passerby found the certificate?

The imperial palace was large, many people lived and passed by. Even some parts of the palace were open to any visitor.

However, the certificate disappeared there…

“Why? Why didn’t you ever tell Rashta about it?!”

Unable to stand the stress, Rashta clutched her dress and screamed.