Remarried Empress

“Become the empress for a year.”

Rashta thought she had heard wrong.
The words that left Sovieshu’s mouth was a total reversal of Rashta’s expectations.
Perhaps Sovieshu had been listening to what Duke Elgy had said.
Instead of feeling joy at the news, terror gripped Rashta’s heart.
As she froze, Sovieshu looked at her and sighed.

“Well, it might be too burdensome to you.”

Rashta could barely open her lips.

“What…what do you mean? What about the Empress?”

“I intend to divorce her.”

Divorce!

Rashta was overwhelmed by a variety of emotions—relief, happiness, trepidation.
Her mouth fell open.
Sovieshu thought Rashta was extremely uncomfortable, and thought she had no great desire for the Empress’ seat.
Rashta covered her cheeks with both hands.

“It’s only for one year, so you won’t be too burdened.”

“Why…one year…for such an important position.”

“In one year, your baby can officially be a prince or princess.”

“Ah!”

Sovieshu gazed at Rashta gently and reached out and covered her hand.

“If you can bear the position for one year, I will never leave you for the rest of my life.”

Rashta’s eyes widened.
She didn’t know the purpose of the one year, but this was an extraordinary opportunity.
While Duke Elgy had told Rashta to prepare to face the Empress, she wasn’t ready yet, and he knew it.
She had just started her education, and although she had a lot of sympathy from the common people, garnering support for laws was a different matter.
Rashta knew that even those who disliked the Empress would be dismissive of Rashta in the position.

But the candy offered to her smelled temptingly sweet.
Even with the schooling Duke Elgy advised her to take, it was no use if Sovieshu didn’t divorce the current empress.

Would such an opportunity come back again? Why prepare to face the Empress, when she could become the empress herself? Sovieshu had said it would be only for a year, but she hadn’t the first clue about laws and state affairs.

But if the baby to be born would receive Sovieshu’s love…

If she studied hard and played the role of the Empress well…

“But Your Majesty…divorce? Wouldn’t the Empress’ family object to it?”

“Of course they would.”

“What are you going to do?”

“I will take care of it, so there will be no need to worry.”

Rashta firmly held Sovieshu’s hand and closed her eyes.
She was scared, but her excitement was greater.
She could barely breathe as her heart seemed to stop.

For her to be able to rise from slavery into the empress’ seat.

“Rashta.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“You only need to study hard and keep your body healthy.”

“Yes…”

Sovieshu tightly squeezed Rashta’s scarred hands.

“And don’t tell this to anyone.
Do you understand?”

“Rashta understands.”

He rubbed her back comfortingly.

“Is there anything you want to eat?”

“Hmm…nothing.”

“You can be greedy.”

“Rashta only needs His Majesty.”

As Rashta whispered in a gentle voice, she leaned her head gently against Sovieshu’s shoulder, and he wrapped his arm around her.

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