The Past~
"Both noble and imperial fictions are in a mess. Even though we have won the war, we need more funds to recover the damage…"
The 22 year old emperor, Cathain De Valerian Valentino says as he signs some documents and the soon to be empress just stood in front of him with her usual cold expression.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Eleanora La Alexander Dalton replies with no emotion on her voice.
It's been a month since they won the war against the Kingdom of Republic, when it was almost impossible for them to win.
All was because of the crown prince, who led the army tactfully.
"So, what I am trying to say is… a royal wedding isn't possible at this moment."
"I have no problem with it, Your Majesty."
The emperor's hands which were signing document pauses for a brief moment, before he sneers.
"Hah! You are really- Forget it. Now that you are okay with it, I will just make a public official announcement and appoint you as the empress."
"As you wish, Your Majesty."
