I’m in Trouble Because The Emperor Thinks My Time is Limited - Chapter 9.2

In the middle of the corridor, the servants looked at us with warm eyes, grinning and smiling.

I could be sure

The group was not sane.

“Then, why did you come all the way here today?”

“At the meeting with the nobility council, it was decided that you would be Empress. So don’t say that it doesn’t suit you.”

Lionel said softly as if reassuring me.

Behind him was an aristocrat holding a red scroll, which meant that I was going to be his wife. He didn’t come here for no reason.

However, I didn’t think that I could be the Empress because the Emperor usually doesn’t directly involve themselves with these things.

I burst out laughing like a madman again.

I was mesmerized by my future which was getting bleak fast and I could only laugh.

“The wind is still cold. You’ve been out for too long. Let the Lady leave the palace and come with me for now.”

Lionel gently led me, who had lost my mind.

He’s been in a good mood ever since he had said he missed me. No, it was only me who was depressed, to begin with.

I pushed his hand that was around my shoulder away.

Lionel’s face hardened.

I took a step back away from him.

I couldn’t hide my laughter when I looked at his hardened face. I’m sorry but I couldn’t keep this atmosphere.

As I thought, marriage was a reality.

And above all else, there was a real reality ahead of me that was more important.

“Lindel.”

He called my name with a faint warning tone.

“I can’t.”

Empress! Yes, Empress. There’s nothing I can’t do if I become empress. I wouldn’t be working with the man I loved for only a day or two.

But I have my contract. Something I can never destroy at will.

If I unilaterally break the contract or fulfil the terms, I will die.

I can’t die without experiencing that love he wants.

My expression quickly distorted.

“I have to go.”

“Lindel!”

“I can’t be here.”

Even if Lionel gets angry, there’s nothing I can do. I can’t die yet.

“I…”

But I couldn’t say why. Even if they asked me what the reason was, I had nothing more to say.

“I mean.”

Everyone was staring at me as I blurted out my words. Their eyes, more than anything else, were burdensome to Lionel.

“I can’t. It’s too much. I can’t do it.”

I managed to finish my words, as I clutched my dizzy head.

How do I make sure they understand me? I couldn’t think of a proper excuse because I was confused by the stiff expressions looking at me.

My cheeks felt hot and I was out of breath. I swallowed my saliva because my mouth was dry, but it tasted fishy for some reason.

‘Wait. It’s fishy?’

When I tasted something strange, it was fishy as well. It’s something I’ve gotten used to lately, but it didn’t make me feel like I was going to vomit blood. My stomach was fine.

‘What is it?’

When I lifted my head and looked at the people standing, I saw their facial expressions.

“What?”

They all looked at me with astonished faces.

In particular, Lionel’s face was most shocked. It was the same expression he had when he saw me vomit blood.

“Why…”

-plop

Something fell onto the floor. It was a drop of red blood.

“Huh?”

I raised my hand and touched my nose with the back of my hand. There was blood. At this moment, I was having a f*cking nosebleed.

TL/N: I was considering omitting the swearing here but I think this makes it more relatable in a way?

My gaze alternated between the blood on the back of my hand and the people’s faces.

It wasn’t long before I realized.

‘This is such bad timing!’

“B-Blood, Madam Lindel, blood!”

The General stuttered and pointed at my nosebleed.

I laughed trying to think of a way to prevent the situation from escalating.

However, there was something I did not think of in advance. And it was the horror of laughing with a pale face and a dripping, bloody nose.

“Blood! Blood…!”

“Now. Where were we? Oh, right. Empress. Empress! Hahaha! Seriously? Everyone, don’t worry about a small nosebleed.”

I telepathically sent a message to the General with my eyes wide open.

Stop doing that! Stop!

Of course, it was pointless.

“God!!!!”

The ear-piercing shout of the General rang throughout the palace.

“Someone get the priest immediately!”

The people went wild. In an instant, the corridors of the palace turned into a market. I gave up on making any more excuses and laughed hollowly.

I was definitely smiling, but for some reason, there was sweat in my eyes.

“Oh, Sir Lionel?”

At that moment, Lionel pulled me into his arms in the blink of an eye. It was a posture called, “Princess Hug”.

Unlike being injured in battle and being carried like a bag of flour, he was holding me very preciously.

“Wait!”

“Stop.”

Lionel interrupted me and walked with a firm expression.

“You can lean your head on my arms. Nothing’s going to happen.”

His words were firm. Unlike the hands that supported me stably, his steps were impatient.

“It’s all right. Nothing’s going to happen.”

Lionel repeated those words to himself but he looked like he was worse than me.

In the middle of the corridor, the servants looked at us with warm eyes, grinning and smiling.

I could be sure

The group was not sane.

“Then, why did you come all the way here today?”

“At the meeting with the nobility council, it was decided that you would be Empress. So don’t say that it doesn’t suit you.”

Lionel said softly as if reassuring me.

Behind him was an aristocrat holding a red scroll, which meant that I was going to be his wife. He didn’t come here for no reason.

However, I didn’t think that I could be the Empress because the Emperor usually doesn’t directly involve themselves with these things.

I burst out laughing like a madman again.

I was mesmerized by my future which was getting bleak fast and I could only laugh.

“The wind is still cold. You’ve been out for too long. Let the Lady leave the palace and come with me for now.”

Lionel gently led me, who had lost my mind.

He’s been in a good mood ever since he had said he missed me. No, it was only me who was depressed, to begin with.

I pushed his hand that was around my shoulder away.

Lionel’s face hardened.

I took a step back away from him.

I couldn’t hide my laughter when I looked at his hardened face. I’m sorry but I couldn’t keep this atmosphere.

As I thought, marriage was a reality.

And above all else, there was a real reality ahead of me that was more important.

“Lindel.”

He called my name with a faint warning tone.

“I can’t.”

Empress! Yes, Empress. There’s nothing I can’t do if I become empress. I wouldn’t be working with the man I loved for only a day or two.

But I have my contract. Something I can never destroy at will.

If I unilaterally break the contract or fulfil the terms, I will die.

I can’t die without experiencing that love he wants.

My expression quickly distorted.

“I have to go.”

“Lindel!”

“I can’t be here.”

Even if Lionel gets angry, there’s nothing I can do. I can’t die yet.

“I…”

But I couldn’t say why. Even if they asked me what the reason was, I had nothing more to say.

“I mean.”

Everyone was staring at me as I blurted out my words. Their eyes, more than anything else, were burdensome to Lionel.

“I can’t. It’s too much. I can’t do it.”

I managed to finish my words, as I clutched my dizzy head.

How do I make sure they understand me? I couldn’t think of a proper excuse because I was confused by the stiff expressions looking at me.

My cheeks felt hot and I was out of breath. I swallowed my saliva because my mouth was dry, but it tasted fishy for some reason.

‘Wait. It’s fishy?’

When I tasted something strange, it was fishy as well. It’s something I’ve gotten used to lately, but it didn’t make me feel like I was going to vomit blood. My stomach was fine.

‘What is it?’

When I lifted my head and looked at the people standing, I saw their facial expressions.

“What?”

They all looked at me with astonished faces.

In particular, Lionel’s face was most shocked. It was the same expression he had when he saw me vomit blood.

“Why…”

-plop

Something fell onto the floor. It was a drop of red blood.

“Huh?”

I raised my hand and touched my nose with the back of my hand. There was blood. At this moment, I was having a f*cking nosebleed.

TL/N: I was considering omitting the swearing here but I think this makes it more relatable in a way?

My gaze alternated between the blood on the back of my hand and the people’s faces.

It wasn’t long before I realized.

‘This is such bad timing!’

“B-Blood, Madam Lindel, blood!”

The General stuttered and pointed at my nosebleed.

I laughed trying to think of a way to prevent the situation from escalating.

However, there was something I did not think of in advance. And it was the horror of laughing with a pale face and a dripping, bloody nose.

“Blood! Blood…!”

“Now. Where were we? Oh, right. Empress. Empress! Hahaha! Seriously? Everyone, don’t worry about a small nosebleed.”

I telepathically sent a message to the General with my eyes wide open.

Stop doing that! Stop!

Of course, it was pointless.

“God!!!!”

The ear-piercing shout of the General rang throughout the palace.

“Someone get the priest immediately!”

The people went wild. In an instant, the corridors of the palace turned into a market. I gave up on making any more excuses and laughed hollowly.

I was definitely smiling, but for some reason, there was sweat in my eyes.

“Oh, Sir Lionel?”

At that moment, Lionel pulled me into his arms in the blink of an eye. It was a posture called, “Princess Hug”.

Unlike being injured in battle and being carried like a bag of flour, he was holding me very preciously.

“Wait!”

“Stop.”

Lionel interrupted me and walked with a firm expression.

“You can lean your head on my arms. Nothing’s going to happen.”

His words were firm. Unlike the hands that supported me stably, his steps were impatient.

“It’s all right. Nothing’s going to happen.”

Lionel repeated those words to himself but he looked like he was worse than me.