One day, two oracles were given to me.
One seemed so insignificant that I forgot about it, but the other was about six books falling into the royal garden.
When the one who discovered it said that it should be thrown away, the emperor, out of curiosity, used it to decorate his library instead.
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"What is the prince laughing at it's a modern thing?"
If someone were to see Emperor Ismahil Yer Achilles's cold silver eyes looking down at the books while reading, even a woman made of steel would be moved.
His long, shining eyelashes, like powdered gold, cast a shadow over his eyes.
Looking at this, can I really live up to my name?
I am the daughter of the Grand Duke, who is of a higher rank than anyone else except for the royal family.
He brought me here, an illegitimate child of some noble, with the intention of using me to blur Ishmael's eyes with my beauty.
He seemed to hate me for threatening his position with my presence.
But he kept me close.
Maybe he was worried about what me and the Grand Duke would do if we were too far apart.
No, that's not it.
That's what the original Azzel would have thought.
But I have no reason to hate Ishmael now.
When I look at his soft golden hair, moist lips, and firm jaw, I can't help but want to cover him up.
I heard that before I became Azzel, Ishmael was worried about me for two weeks when I was in a state of unconsciousness.
The person who said that to me was my maid.
My loyal maid told me that while I was lying sick, my stepfather, the grand duke, had gone to find another girl to replace me and never came to check on me.
How could he do that? I was obviously very angry and resentful, even though I couldn't express it directly.
When I woke up from Azzerlin's body, a book was found in the palace garden.
At first I thought it had nothing to do with me, but then I went to Ishmael's office and found my books on his shelves.
It was written in Astereor, but I could read the language without any difficulty.
He was really funny though.
What kind of nonsense was he reading so solemnly like it was a religious book? Especially since it was a very high-quality novel that had a scene every three or four pages.
I was staring at Ishmael while thinking
'Did something happen? Is there a problem?', holding him hostage.
I didn't really have to do anything as his hostage, but I thought that if I held him, the lGrand Duke would think of me and act more carefully.
As I was thinking that and looking at the emperor, the sound of flipping pages suddenly stopped.
I couldn't figure out what had happened for a while.
I was just thinking to myself when I suddenly looked up and saw his gaze looking at me.
Before I looked up to look at Ishmael, my eyes were firmly fixed between his pants.
'Didn't I tell you not to look?'.
I was not consciously trying to look there, but my gaze was still there.
My thoughts were somewhere else, but my eyes were still there.
It was just one of those moments when you're focused on something else and then you realize something is strange...