Julietta's Dressup

Chapter 192. Engagement, Part V

Translator: Khan

Editor: Aelryinth

The astrologer in front of her did not foretell thoughtlessly. Although she was said to be a fortune-teller, what she had predicted so far was very little. It was also a case of great trouble.

Gren looked at Irene without a word and nodded. "The guests who visited Bertino this year have brought great fortune. The fate of Lady Cordelia began to move quickly."

Irene’s heart began to beat uneasily at the sight of Gren’s gloomy face. Unlike her, who rushed about recklessly like a colt, Cordelia was wise, feminine, and elegant, and like her mother they had lost when she was young.

"Lady Cordelia will soon be seated on the highest throne of Austern."

Irene disapproved of what Gren said. "Is she marrying that idiot? Somehow he suspiciously looked at my sister."

The Crown Prince of Austern, who had rejected her offer so coldly, was naturally demoted to an idiot.

"You know what kind of seat throne is, right? This fall, the Emperor’s enthronement is scheduled. The problem is that the Crown Prince has already promised to marry a lady of the family of Duke Dudley. Unless something comes up, she’s been nominated as the next Empress."

Irene opened her eyes wide in surprise at Gren’s words. "How the hell do you know all that information when you’re at the top of this tower, except when you’re eating?"

"I heard it from Lady Cordelia. She was worried."

"Why is it? She didn’t tell me."

At Irene’s complaint, Gren gently patted her brown hair. "Maybe she was going to tell you if she makes a decision."

"What you tell me is that she’s going to have the heart to marry the Crown Prince of Austern?"

"Not right now. The future I’ve seen is years from now."

"What’s not good?"

"Lady Cordelia will refuse the Crown Prince’s proposal, but she will eventually be crowned Empress!"

After closing her eyes, Gren stammered as she recalled something. "I saw the deaths of Empress Cordelia and her son, the Prince."

Irene froze at Gren’s words. "No. What can I do? You’ve never been as specific as this before. You told me because there was a way, right?"

Gren had never told her exactly about fate, but she never doubted that she was spiritual. When her mother died, Gren’s prophecy was correct.

"It’s twisting destiny. I don’t know what the side effects will be."

That meant there was a way...

"We have to do everything we can. The side effects are later."

At Irene’s words, Gren patted her face. "It could cost your whole life."

Irene looked at Gren’s sad eyes. "You’re sacrificing your life, aren’t you?"

"It’s about twisting the fates of two people."

"If there’s a way, sacrifice is nothing."

At Irene’s words, Gren opened her mouth as if she had made up her mind after agonizing for a moment. "The star of destiny of the Prince who Lady Cordelia will give birth to is far too clear and bright. It’s too clear to be the star of the dead person."

Irene tilted her head as if she didn’t understand. "You mean... we can change his fate?" asked Irene at Gren’s silent acceptance. "I’m prepared to sacrifice as much as I can. Tell me what you are thinking."

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Irene smiled, recalling the old days now more than thirty years ago. action

She could not stop the marriage of Cordelia, who ended up falling in love with the current Emperor. Instead, when her sister got married, she told her the prophecy of Gren and asked her to take herself along as a Queen. She thought it would be better to live as a Queen than the wife of an aristocrat she didn’t like.

There were two conditions that she gave: No one was going to care about her. She would stay away from the Emperor for the rest of her life. That was all. But Irene’s request was rejected because Cordelia did not want her sister to make such a sacrifice.

At that time, Lady Dudley grew jealous of the concubine who the Emperor had taken at the time her son was born, and drove the woman out forcibly. Thus she did not rise to Empress and became the first Queen. As her son Francis grew older, the Duke of Dudley was appeasing the nobles of Congress, pouring his strength and wealth into making his daughter and grandson the Empress and Crown Prince.

But the Emperor didn’t want greater power for Duke Dudley, and held on regardless of the pressure from the Dudley faction. Then he took Lady Cordelia, the princess of the Principality of Bertino, as his Empress.

Irene could not understand Cordelia, who said she would marry an Emperor who not only had the first Queen and concubines, but also a child among them. ’What is love?’ She thought she wouldn’t understand until she died.

Cordelia entered into the fire pit that was clearly visible because of that love, and soon became pregnant and was delighted and happy. But after a while, she had a miscarriage. After Cordelia’s grief had gone somewhat, Irene began to persuade her. At the end, she could have been the second Queen.

It wasn’t long afterwards that Irene entered the Imperial Castle of Austern as the second Queen, and Cordelia became pregnant again. They had never thought the first miscarriage was a natural thing, and announced that the second Queen was also pregnant by a month difference.

Everyone’s eyes were on Cordelia, the Empress, so no one noticed that Irene’s pregnancy was fake. The only ones who knew the secret were the Emperor, a new imperial palace doctor, their nanny, and the maid Pamela, who followed her from Bertino.

The sisters told everyone that they were pregnant and left for Bertino shortly after, because no one could be trusted in the Imperial Castle, which was dominated by the First Queen and the Dudley family. So, the Empress was able to give birth to the Prince safely in Bertino under the protection of the king of the Principality. However, she immediately hid him and grieved, saying she had a miscarriage again. A month later, Killian was introduced to the world as a child born to Irene.

At first, since Killian was not a child of the Empress, he was not watched so alertly. Everyone expected that Francis who was already old enough, would take over the throne in the absence of the main line of descent from the legal wife.

However, the Emperor left the seat of the Crown Prince empty using this and that excuse, and as the Empress’s movements began to get busy with Killian’s growth, there was a move to eliminate Killian and the Empress, centering around the Dudley family of the first Queen...

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Irene looked at Killian, thinking of the death of Cordelia that she had tried to avoid so much. She gritted her teeth in sorrow over her sister’s death, but couldn’t force her nephew to risk his life for revenge.

"Killian, I’m happy now. If I were married to an ordinary noble, I would have had to give birth to a child, attend the social world that I really hate, and try to expand my personal network and power of my family."

Irene looked around the space given to her.

The paintings, the books which she had started to read but stopped, and the refreshments that were left behind were easily noticeable. She was the second Queen, who was known to be thoroughly supported and loved by the Emperor, and no one could blame her for freely enjoying her life like this without any responsibilities.

She had nothing to miss, be it freedom, power, a solid future with a nephew who would become the next Emperor, except for the sister who was not around. "You can like her, and that’s all right. But don’t love her. I still believe that if she didn’t fall in love and choose to become the Empress, she would not have died and would still be with me. That’s why I hate that kind of love. I can’t understand it, because it’s a feeling I’ve never experienced before."

Irene’s relaxed eyes glowed coldly. "I’ll never forgive you if you are so taken in by such a play of emotion that you’re in danger. Don’t forget how you survived."

Killian, of course, knew it well. It was a life gained by surviving the death of his mother and the life of his aunt. He didn’t intend to do such a thing as love, but he didn’t want to lose what he liked. "Don’t worry. You know I can’t be swayed by such foolish feelings."