Chapter 57
I knocked on the door of His Majestyâs study.
Upon hearing the news that Regis was in danger, my first action was to do this.
âI must tell His Majesty my thoughts immediately. This could be an opportunity.â
Of course, the news that the imperial army was in a precarious situation was not good at all.
But within it, I saw an opportunity.
A shining opportunity that could turn the current frustrating situation on its head in an instant.
âClaudia? What is it, so late at night?â
âYour Majesty, may I have a moment to speak? There is something I must ask you.â
âHmm? Go ahead.â
âActually, I heard that the imperial army, led by Regis, is having some⌠difficulties.â
âIs that soâŚ?â
His Majesty removed his monocle.
Then, he rubbed his tired face with his palm.
âI didnât want to worry you, but I see youâve already heard.â
âYes, so I wanted to askâŚâ
Before I could speak further, I clenched my fists and steeled myself.
Perhaps after bringing this up, I would be harshly scolded.
But even knowing that, I wanted to speak.
Whether this would be the seed of opportunity or the seed of despair,
I would only know the result after planting it.
âYour Majesty, what if I used the power of the spirit to turn the tide of the war?â
ââŚWhat? What did you say?â
âWould that be acknowledged as a contribution of Lord Naitan, possibly aiding in the succession to the throne?â
âEnough!!â
His response was immediate and intense.
His voice rang out loudly.
Just like when he commanded the soldiers on the battlefield.
âClaudia!! Iâve already warned you twice! Never use the spiritâs power!! You seem to think my warnings are trivial!!â
It was the first time I had seen him this angry.
But I didnât back down.
Staying inside the palace, sipping tea, wouldnât help anything.
âI never took Your Majestyâs warnings lightly. I simply looked at the reality coldly.â
ââŚâ
âIf we continue as we are, the duchy could push us to a dangerous point. This is the reality.â
In truth, it was a dangerous proposal.
I knew that His Majesty intensely disliked the use of spirits, but still, I made this suggestion.
I could already sense that His Majestyâs voice wasnât calm.
âClaudia.â
I swallowed nervously, then responded to his call.
âYes, Your Majesty.â
âLeave.â
ââŚâ
âLeave the palace and walk out of here. You are no longer the crown princess.â
My heart felt like it was being torn apart.
Even though I had expected it, it still hurt.
I tried to convince him again, but he cut me off first.
âIâve treated you specially. Iâve overlooked your mistakes several times. And it wasnât just because youâre the daughter of a loyal subject.â
âYour MajestyâŚâ
âThe bigger reason is because I thought you were a wise child.â
ââŚâ
âI saw great potential in your progress. But it seems it was all an illusion.â
He looked at me with a regretful expression.
âIâll give you one last chance. Pretend the conversation we just had never happened, apologize, and get rid of that ring youâve been secretly wearing.â
ââŚâ
âThis is really the last chance. Iâve warned you three times. There will be no fourth.â
I silently touched the spirit ring hidden beneath my gloves.
I could feel the power of water within it.
It was a powerful force that could turn the tide of the war.
âIf the empire were in a peaceful state, I could have left this power sealed away. But nowâŚâ
Had I not heard that Regis was losing, I would have willingly sealed it away.
If Naitan were in a stable condition, I wouldnât need to use this power.
âIf you truly despise me, Iâll leave the palace on my own. ButâŚâ
ââŚâ
âI will not withdraw my words. This power⌠I cannot give up. If the empire is pushed to the edge, I believe this power will be the only hope.â
He let out a heavy sigh, like a rock pressing down on his chest.
âEven after all Iâve said, you still⌠Leave. I donât want to see you anymore.â
I bowed deeply and gave him my final words.
âI truly thank you for leading me warmly all this time. I⌠will take my leave now.â
He didnât respond to my farewell.
I left the study, feeling a sense of loneliness.
After closing the door, a bit of regret crept in.
âIf I had said I would give up the spirit, would I have remained the crown princess? Should I have just stayed quiet after hearing that the empire was in danger?â
I had thrown away the title of crown princess, a noble title.
Perhaps it was a foolish choice.
âNo, my choice was right.â
Although this result came, I had done my best.
I made the choice I thought was best.
So, I had no regrets.
âSomeday, everyone will know that I was right.â
With that thought in my heart, I slowly took my steps.
Regis felt like blocking his ears.
The horrible screams were constantly echoing from his side of the battlefield.
âDamn it! I never expected this to be a trap!â
He thought he was chasing the enemy who was fleeing unguarded, but it turned out to be a trap.
As he chased them frantically, he realized too late that he had already stepped into a trap.
A large number of enemies had ambushed him and suddenly emerged.
âRetreat!â
Regis gave the only command he could at that moment.
To minimize the losses, they had to retreat.
There was no other option.
Immediately, the leader of the imperial knights informed him of an unpleasant fact.
âYour Highness, if we retreat any further, weâll beâŚâ
âI know thereâs nowhere to go!â
They were in a canyon surrounded by cliffs on all sides.
The cliffs behind them were steep and impassable.
But there was no other way.
Even knowing the cliffs were behind them, retreating was the only best option.
It was like a mouse crawling into a trap on its own.
âDamn, I hope we donât get completely wiped out!â
Every time he learned about a commander who had wiped out his army in history, Regis would curse.
Such a weak and foolish commander was the true enemy of the empire.
Now, Regis himself was on the verge of being recorded as that weak and foolish commander.
âThis canât happenâŚ!!â
He prayed fervently for a miracle to reverse the situation while retreating.
On my lonely way back to the dukeâs house, after being kicked out of the palace.
Inside the carriage, I sighed more than ten times.
âThis is the path I chose, so thereâs no need to be sad or regretful.â
âŚThatâs what I tried to tell myself.
But emotions were not so easily controlled.
âI never got a chance to properly say goodbye to NaitanâŚâ
He probably didnât even know I had been kicked out of the palace.
That fact kept stabbing my heart, over and over.
âSighâŚâ
I tried to hold it in, but the sadness finally spilled out, running down my cheeks.
It fell onto the hands I had placed on my knees.
<I knew this would happen.>
Thinking I was alone, I shed tears, quickly wiping my eyes.
At that moment, the fire spiritâs appearance made me angry.
âTo appear without warningâŚ!â
<I told you, humans are fickle. Didnât I?>
Ignoring my complaints, he continued with his own words.
<Look at how kindly they act one day, then cast you out of the palace the next.>
ââŚâ
<If you had listened to me, you wouldnât be crying like this⌠Tsk.>
To my surprise, he materialized and sat beside me.
Then, he reached out and wiped my eyes, brushing away my tears.
The small tear that touched his fingers vanished with a sizzling sound.
Watching that, I suddenly thought of something absurd.
âIs he feeling sorry for me?â
But then I realized, after hearing his words.
<Stop whining and tell me who youâre going to kill next.>
How foolish my thoughts were.
ââŚâ
<I canât wait to see you become a madman addicted to arson and murder.>
âWas that the real reason you asked for sacrifices?â
He chuckled, as if to say I was asking a silly question.
<Of course. You didnât think Iâd give you power for free, did you?>
ââŚâ
<If you commit your first murder in the name of giving me a sacrifice, after that, life will be worthless. The war is the perfect condition to commit murder.>
ââŚâ
<Youâll slowly break down, and eventually, youâll become a madman drowning in insanity. I canât wait for that day to come.>
After hearing his honest feelings, I was left speechless.
âI thought he felt pity for me⌠What a foolish delusion.â
It was ridiculous to think that he had any empathy for me.
âThings wonât go the way you want.â
<Youâll see.>
With that final comment, he disappeared.
Once he was gone, all I was left with was frustrationâŚ
To tell my father the truth, I had to brace myself.
How much he had wished for me to become the empress.
And yet, I had been kicked out of the palace after barely lasting a month.
âIâm sorry. Thereâs been a slight deviation in my plan⌠I had to return home for a while.â
I told my father everything that had happened.
He remained silent throughout.
The silence was broken by his heavy sigh.
âI remember you promised me that once you were married to the first prince, youâd live well.â
ââŚ.â
âAnd yet, you were kicked out of the palace⌠Youâre tearing my heart apart.â
âIâm sorry⌠But donât worry too much. Iâm not giving up.â
He sighed heavily again, for what felt like the hundredth time.
âJust tell me this. Why are you so obsessed with spirits?â
Although I had decided to consider him as my father, there were still things I couldnât tell him.
The most decisive reason for my obsession with spirits had to be hidden.
âI heard that the imperial army led by Regis is in danger. So⌠I had to bring up the spirit issue, even though I knew His Majesty would be angry.â
ââŚ.â
âI started seeking this power because I wanted to make Naitan the emperor, but beyond that, I sincerely wanted to save the empire.â
I stepped a little closer to him, hoping my sincerity would reach him.
âFather. I donât want to back down like this. I want to prove to His Majesty that this power is useful. So⌠please allow me.â
âProve it yourself? Allow you? Youâre not serious, are you?â
âYes. I swear on our family name that I will go to the battlefield myself.â
ââŚ.!!â
âI will defeat the cruel Duke Espiar with the spiritâs power and prove that I wasnât wrong.â
The words hung in the air, and for a moment, my fatherâs silence felt heavier than ever. I could feel his confusion and worry clouding his features.
âYouâre talking about the Duke of EspiarâŚâ
âYes. I will use the power of the spirits to defeat him, and then no one will be able to question my intentions anymore.â
My father didnât say a word for a long time. His eyes were fixed on me, studying my face, as if trying to determine whether I was speaking out of desperation or conviction.
Finally, he sighed again, the weight of it pressing down on both of us.
âClaudia⌠Do you even understand what youâre saying? The power you are talking about⌠itâs not just something that can be wielded without consequences.â
âI do understand. And Iâve accepted the consequences. But I wonât stand idly by while the empire crumbles.â
His eyes softened for just a moment. âI see. Youâve already made up your mind.â
âI have.â
After a long pause, he finally spoke again, but his voice was quieter now, filled with resignation.
âVery well, Claudia. If this is the path you have chosen, then I will not stop you. But know thisâthereâs no turning back once you walk down this road.â
âI understand, Father. Iâll make sure to prove that this is the right choice.â
His expression tightened again, a mixture of worry and pride.
âDo not forget, Claudia, the power of the spirits is both a blessing and a curse. Use it wisely, or it will consume you.â
âI will be careful, Father.â
I turned to leave, but just as I reached the door, my father called out to me one last time.
âClaudia⌠You may be my daughter, but this time, I cannot protect you. You must protect yourself, and if you fail, you will have to live with the consequences of your actions.â
I nodded without turning back, the weight of his words sinking deep into my heart. The door closed softly behind me, and I was left standing in the hallway, feeling the heavy responsibility that now rested on my shoulders.
As I walked away from my fatherâs chambers, I couldnât help but feel a strange mix of determination and fear. There was no going back now.
The choice had been made, and the path I was on could lead to either salvation or destruction.
Back on the battlefield, Regis was struggling against the overwhelming tide of enemies. His heart raced as the situation continued to spiral out of control.
âDamn it! How could this have turned into a trap?â Regis cursed under his breath.
He had thought he was closing in on the enemyâs retreat, but instead, he had walked straight into an ambush. A massive force of enemies had emerged from the shadows, surrounding his forces.
âRetreat!â Regis ordered, his voice hoarse with desperation. He knew there was no other choice. The enemyâs numbers were too great to face head-on.
His men scrambled to obey, but even as they retreated, the enemy pressed hard, determined to drive them into a corner.
âYour Highness, if we retreat further, the cliffside is ahead!â one of his knights warned, panic rising in his voice.
âI know!â Regis snapped, gritting his teeth. âWe have no other option. We must keep retreating, even if it means being cornered. Itâs the only way to survive.â
Regisâs mind raced. Was this really the end for him and his men? Was his army destined to be wiped out here?
But in that moment, amidst the chaos and confusion, Regis refused to give up. He couldnât afford to.
âI canât go down like this⌠not yet. There has to be a way. We canât let the enemy win like this.â
He clutched his sword tighter, focusing on the small, seemingly impossible hope that still burned in his chest. He would fight until the last moment. If a miracle could happen, he would seize it.
Meanwhile, in the carriage heading back to the dukeâs estate, Claudia struggled to keep her composure. The decision she had made weighed heavily on her heart, but there was no turning back now.
âThis was my choice. I wonât regret it, no matter what happens.â
Yet, despite her words, she couldnât stop the tears from falling. The pain of leaving the palace, the uncertainty of what lay ahead, and the heavy responsibility on her shoulders made it hard to breathe.
âI couldnât even say goodbye to NaitanâŚâ
She hadnât been able to see him, to tell him the truth of what had happened. He didnât even know she had been exiled from the palace.
The thought of him not knowing, of him being left in the dark about her fate, made her heart ache with a sharp pain.
âI hope heâs alright. I hope he understands why I had to do this.â
But as the tears fell, she quickly wiped them away, determined not to show weakness.
She heard a soft voice in her mind, the voice of the fire spirit that had been with her from the beginning.
You are foolish to cry, Claudia.
Claudia couldnât help but scoff bitterly at the spiritâs words.
âFoolish? Maybe. But itâs hard not to feel something after all thatâs happened.â
You still donât understand, do you? Youâre just one step away from embracing madness. Donât you see? The path youâve chosen will consume you.
Claudiaâs mind swirled with confusion, but she refused to let the spiritâs words control her.
âI will make it through this. I will prove that this was the right choice, no matter what it takes.â
The fire spiritâs laughter echoed in her mind.
We shall see, Claudia. We shall see.
With that, the spirit faded, leaving Claudia alone with her thoughts.
Back at the dukeâs estate, Claudia knew her journey was far from over. She had set her path, and the empireâs future now rested on her shoulders. Whatever happened next, she would face it head-on, without fear.
As the carriage rumbled toward the estate, Claudiaâs resolve solidified. There was no turning back. The battle for the empireâand her own futureâhad just begun.