The Abandoned Empress Will Not Return

Rodelia bit her lip as she read the card. 

It seemed that the matter regarding Princess Charlotte had leaked from somewhere.
After she finished reading the card, Rodelia suppressed her fears. 

By the way, it seems that you are not worried about the rumors that are too embarrassing to even put in my mouth.
My daughter is the only Empress, isn’t she? Although she is clumsy at expressing herself, my daughter is truly a kind person so she should also become an empress who is well suited to the seat next to the Emperor.
Please take good care of His Majesty.>

“Request…”

The feeling of fear subsided. 

The image of Kane looking at her with contemptuous eyes was still vivid.
He hasn’t apologised nor made any excuses since that day. 

But to act as if nothing happened by using the Marquis whom she hated so much.
It meant he had no respect for her as an empress at all. 

‘Is it really over?’

(T/N: yes)

Rodelia clenched the card with her fingertips and muttered inwardly.
All her remaining feelings for Kane were gone. 

Amidst the envious voices of the maids, the feelings of hope that gradually rose to the surface subsided again into the depths of the sea. 

Rodelia crumpled the card and threw it in the trash, ignoring the gazes of the people around her. 

“Your Majesty..?”

“Wrap it back up.”

With a cold tone, she left the surprised maids behind and sat down on the sofa. 

Baroness Verna and Lady Arden, who had no clue what was going on, hurriedly began to repack the dress.
Rodelia calmed her mind and opened her mouth as she looked at the box tied with the ribbon. 

“It was not sent by my father.”

“Pardon?”

“Send the dress to Princess Aizen.
I think they sent it to the wrong person.”

“Ah…”

The maids did not know what to say and felt as if making a sound would be a serious crime.
After being quiet for a while, she turned to Verna and Arden who were looking at her and lightly greeted her. 

“Then we will be on our way, Your Majesty.”

While Lady Arden went to send the dress to Sola, Baroness Verna cautiously approached Rodelia. 

“Then I will choose a dress for you.”

“Will you please, madam.”

Baroness Verna went to the closet room next to the bedroom and brought several dresses on hangers. 

She didn’t show it on the outside but in a word, it was a mess.
Apparently, most of the dress preparation was done by Viscountess Cohen so they were all informal dresses. 

Rodelia stopped her sighs before they could leak and spoke as softly as possible so she wouldn’t be hurt. 

“Madam..”

That was then. 

“Your Majesty, I apologise for interrupting.”

A maid came in hastily, she leaned her head towards Rodelia. 

“What’s going on?”

“His Highness, Grand Duke has sent someone.”

“Grand Duke Aizen? Tell him to come in.”

Soon after, a middle-aged man came in with a large box.

“I greet the moon of the empire, Her Majesty the Empress.”

The man with an impeccable attitude introduced himself as Cerdian’s servant then placed the box he was holding on the table in front of the sofa. 

“His Highness, Grand Duke Aizen said that the dress would suit today’s closing ceremony and he would like you to receive it in return for your favor and that there is no need to feel burdened by it.”

She didn’t know if he knew the situation or it was just a coincidence but she was happy that one of her worries was relieved. 

By the way… 

Rodelia looked at the servant with a puzzled face. 

“In return for…?”