The fact that the Emperor was not Felio’s biological father.
The lovely only daughter of a Marquis family, with fair skin as smooth as white jade and black hair identical to the people of that family.
The moment he first met Eris, who was as beautiful as looking at the reincarnation of a goddess, at the imperial palace banquet, the Emperor fell in love with her at first sight.
That was the first meeting between Emperor Cloud and Empress Eris.
Cloud wanted her to become completely his own.
Doing nothing, only receiving love, and living inside the birdcage called the imperial palace.
“Eris, I love you.”
“I wish to break off the engagement.”
“I have already finished talking with the Marquis.”
No matter how much she struggled, nothing changed.
Because this was not a marriage between Eris and Cloud, but no different from a contract between the Imperial Family and the Marquis family.
“……What do you desire from me?”
“I just want to give birth to a child that resembles you and live happily.”
Cloud at the time thought that if a child was born between them, he would be able to hold onto her ankles.
He thought she would no longer say she wanted to leave the imperial palace, nor that she wanted to break off the engagement.
However, Eris thought:
“I just need to give birth to a child, right?”
An unwanted marriage, and a child finally born.
On the day everyone should be happy, a gruesome rumor circulated among the nobles.
It was a rumor created by women who did not even get the chance to become the Empress.
“The Prince does not resemble His Majesty the Emperor at all.”
“Right, I heard that too. Could that rumor be true?”
That rumor was that Eris had given birth to the child of a man other than the Emperor.
Eris felt wronged.
Since not only the knights guarding her, but even the maidservants believed that rumor to be true.
The torment worsened day by day.
No one accepted the invitation to the tea time hosted by Eris.
Eris stared blankly at the lined-up sweets and the cooling tea, shedding tears.
“Your Majesty, please help me.”
She did not want to admit it, but her last savior was the Emperor.
Since he was the greatest holder of power in this world.
A single word from him stating that it was indeed his biological son would end the situation.
However, as expected, the Emperor…….
“Look at that, Empress. Who else but me could protect a fragile woman like you? The wet nurse will take care of the Prince, so rest comfortably in my arms.”
The incompetent Emperor was busy comforting her with words alone without any particular measure.
Yes, in fact, the Emperor did not care what the rumors about the Prince were.
Rather, it was even good.
If that rumor made things difficult for the Empress, she would become more isolated, and later, becoming helpless, she would stay only by my side.
Holding the Empress in his arms, the Emperor had such treacherous thoughts.
“Please help me.”
“I love you.”
One day.
“I have given birth to a child for you, so please divorce me.”
“Your condition is not good yet.”
One week.
“Has the rumor been corrected?”
“I am currently looking for the mastermind.”
One month.
“When will the divorce……!”
“Is that what’s important right now?”
One year.
Only then did the Empress intuitively realize.
Ah, this man is fanatically crazy about me.
Without caring what the people around him say, he is only desperate to isolate and hold onto me.
Eris, knowing that fact, merely laughed.
Giggling, making the sound of air leaking from her lungs.
In the suicide note written so scribbled that it was hard to read, there was only the statement to protect the Prince by any means necessary.
However, Eris failed to die.
It was because the Prince’s wet nurse discovered her trying to take her own life beside her one-year-old son.
And the Emperor, whose eyes had completely turned, made a tragic and cruel choice.
“If the child disappears, doesn’t that rumor disappear too?”
“Your Majesty, you must not!”
“Tell Eris that the child died of a severe fever.”
Thus, along with the rumor, the first star of the empire vanished into the darkness.
Yes, life in the imperial family was something one could not survive without going mad.
Because there would be no mother who would be fine after seeing the death of her child.
The Empress resolved to take revenge.
To reduce the Emperor, and this empire ruled by the Emperor, to ashes.
“If you have blood full of divine power, a praying mantis wing, a goblin’s cartilage…… and my magic circle, you can summon a creature of the demon realm. Intercourse your body with him. The world will belong to evil, the conceived child will become the master of the empire, and all living things will be placed under those feet.”
It was a fact discovered while communicating secretly with a witch.
Being caught having a connection with a witch would naturally result in execution, but she had no time to look back.
Die or take revenge; it was one of the two anyway.
With murky eyes, she pulled out the praying mantis wing, the goblin’s cartilage, and the Emperor’s blood.
As she knelt inside the magic circle drawn by the witch, black smoke billowed up.
“Did a wench like you call me?”
“Yes, Lord Kareb.”
Like that, the Empress conceived a child with a demon.
Black magic was truly a remarkable thing.
An appearance identical to the Emperor, an outstanding divine power as if Felio truly possessed the bloodline of the imperial family, and at the same time, a tremendous magic power.
The divine power, more explosive than anyone in the imperial family, was proof that Felio was not an ordinary child, but the imperial family at that time did not care about such a thing.
They were just busy boasting about their honor while putting Felio forward.
“How about the child’s name be Felio, Your Majesty?”
Even though he had acted so coldly when the first child was born, as the Empress and the imperial family doted on the child, the Emperor also changed his attitude.
“Is it not truly strange that we became happy thanks to this little child?”
“That is correct, Your Majesty.”
