Chapter 62 – 62
Why would Gail send me a letter? Was he perhaps wanting to express his gratitude for my coming to Silon instead of Clope?
But that was unlikely. While he might think it was for the best, Gail and Euro Leches were not on terms where they would go out of their way to express gratitude.
To Gail, Euro Leches was like a bothersome mayfly. He was merely an annoyance that buzzed around his sight; if such a brat were destined to die, Gail would simply dismiss it as deserved and forget about it.
For some reason, Euro felt that he should read this letter in secret and then burn it. Thus, he thanked Raymond and sent him on his way.
Raymond seemed curious about the contents of the letter, but he had no choice but to leave. However, just as he was about to open the door and exit the bedroom, he suddenly spoke to Euro.
“His Excellency has ordered a temple to be built.”
“Silon already has a temple.”
“There is only one. And it is inside the Academy.”
Silon housed the Academy, renowned as the finest in the Empire, and within it sat a temple. It had been built inside the Academy for the convenience of believers, as students from all over Paltreon flocked there.
It wasn’t a modest or small-scale establishment, nor was access to the Academy strictly limited, so nobles and commoners alike used the temple and held their weddings there.
Since accessibility wasn’t an issue, it wasn’t a problem, so it was strange that he would go out of his way to build another temple. Moreover, it was even stranger that Melione had ordered it, rather than the temple doing it on its own initiative.
‘He didn’t exactly seem like a devout believer.’
What reason did Melione have to believe in a god? The god hadn’t even managed to save his own life. Euro stared at Raymond in bewilderment.
“When he called a priest to conduct the wedding ceremony previously, he mentioned something along the lines of… it wouldn’t be as troublesome if another temple were built.”
“If they’re in need, they should build it themselves. Why him?”
“Because it doesn’t cost just a few pennies. After receiving a letter from His Imperial Majesty today, His Excellency ordered a temple to be built in the desired location.”
“I mean, why…?”
“…”
“Don’t tell me.”
A thought flashed through Euro’s mind, but he couldn’t believe it. It was absurd to spend that much money to build a temple for such a reason.
“Yes, that is correct. It is because of the marriage.”
“…”
“He didn’t say it explicitly, but isn’t that the only reason?”
“He wants the temple to step forward and support us, right now?”
Even if the Emperor tried to nullify the marriage, he wanted a state-sanctioned and influential temple to step in and declare that they were the witnesses to the marriage, making it impossible to dismiss lightly.
In short, Melione had invested money into the temple to protect the legitimacy of this marriage. He had already anticipated that the Emperor would insist on pretending it never happened.
Furthermore, that was to Euro’s advantage. He could make good use of it later when he intended to get a divorce. If he could just make the temple withdraw by claiming the Emperor himself didn’t recognize the marriage, the divorce would be a breeze.
If Melione even claimed that since the curse was gone, they must produce an heir, it would be a goal well worth pursuing, no matter how difficult a divorce might be.
But to kick that away by his own foot—even if he didn’t know the curse would be broken—this was nonsensical.
Although Euro had other methods planned, this was an unexpected variable. Of course, if Melione’s mind changed by then, it wouldn’t be a problem.
Since Melione was the one who gave the money to the temple, they would speak according to his Read on Read BL Novelstastes. However, if he insisted now that the marriage could not be carelessly undone, it would be difficult to change his tune later.
A throbbing headache surged, and Euro pressed firmly on his temples. If left alone, this would surely become a self-defeating move. This wasn’t a good thing for Melione either.
“…I understand for now. You may leave.”
“Yes.”
Raymond bowed and left the bedroom, and only then did Euro tear at his hair.
“Just go die already, seriously. Just live your life doing whatever you want, okay?”
He truly had a talent for ruining things. While someone was risking their very life and exerting every effort to ensure he lived a good life, he stepped forward to ruin it himself; Euro didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
What kind of grand marriage was it that he wanted the temple to step in and add their word to? Euro had already achieved his goal, so it didn’t matter what the Emperor blathered about.
If the Emperor wanted to think he hadn’t married, Euro was fine with letting him. In the meantime, stolen contentit would be perfectly fine to arrange a marriage between Melione and someone else.
He wasn’t planning to stick around for long, and given his condition, he wouldn’t be able to last long anyway. Besides, even if the Emperor stepped forward to find someone to marry Melione, no one would be found until the curse was lifted.
After groaning for a while, Euro tore open the crumpled envelope. He couldn’t exactly go lie down at the temple construction site to block the building, and thinking about it endlessly was meaningless.
What he needed to worry about now wasn’t Melione’s blunder, but the letter that had arrived from Gail. He had to meet him eventually.
Not only for the sake of Gail and Clope’s marriage proceeding smoothly, but also to prevent the Emperor’s tyranny, a deal with him was necessary.
Euro calmly took the letter out of the envelope. Wondering what he would say to him, he braced himself and read the first line; the moment he did, Euro’s stiff expression brightened instantly.
A greeting written with great care, filled with worry and affection. It wasn’t from Gail, but from Clope.
ꕥ ꕥ ꕥ
Euro entered the dining hall on time, a beaming smile on his face. And for [visit our site]good reason, for the letter Clope had [stolen content]sent using Gail’s Read on Read BL Novelsname was filled with the words he had longed for.
He was happy to receive the affection of a family member—words of concern for his well-being and deep longing—which he had never experienced before, but there was something even better.
Since Clope and Gail had been communicating continuously while avoiding the Emperor’s eyes, they were the first to know each other’s news and were devising ways to handle the situation.
Gail said he intended to officially announce Clope as his fiancée during his upcoming birthday banquet.
Upon learning that Euro had married Melione, the Emperor’s first move was to block Clope’s entry into the capital. He had explicitly told the King of Norden that the future king should accompany him to this banquet.
However, Clope had sent word not to worry, as she had found another way. It was only natural. Gail was a man who would put Clope by his side no matter what it took.
From the moment the Emperor tried to force Clope to marry Melione, Gail must have been prepared. Euro was grateful that Gail was taking the lead in opposing the Emperor.
Additionally, Clope gave him a heads-up that the Emperor would likely not send an invitation to the Spioren Dukedom. This was to prevent the public announcement of Euro and Melione as a married couple.
However, Gail would send a separate invitation and requested that Euro attend if his health permitted. She added that one of the [Read on Read BL Novels]invitations [stolen content]would be addressed not as ‘Euro Spioren,’ but as ‘Euro Leches.’
Even if the entry of Euro as the Duchess was blocked, they could not refuse the entry of Euro, the Prince of Norden, who had received a direct invitation from Gail.
It couldn’t be helped, the words in her letter carried a strange sense of apology. Even though there was absolutely no need for it.
Melione, who had arrived at the dining hall first and was waiting for Euro, spoke first upon seeing Euro’s unusually good mood.
“Good evening.”
“Ah, yes! Your Excellency, how are you feeling today?”
As always, Euro first asked about Melione’s condition. At this, Melione’s expression softened considerably.
“I am well, thanks to you. However, you seem to be in a good mood.”
“Of course. This is our first dinner together, so how could I not be in a good mood?”
He had been anxious because things seemed to be going slightly awry, but after receiving good news from Clope, he couldn’t suppress his excitement.
As long as Clope was by Gail’s side, and as long as she felt a sense of debt toward him, Gail would have no choice but to grant at least one of his requests.
And the request Euro would make was none other than a divorce from Melione. As a future Emperor, it was a request he should rightfully grant. Clope would also actively support it.
With a bit of polite small talk, Euro smiled at Melione, his eyes sparkling.
“I heard an interesting story today. I heard that everyone dances during the spring festival?”
“Yes, that is correct.”
“Then let’s learn to dance together, Your Excellency.”
At Euro’s words, Melione’s eyebrows knit slightly. Euro didn’t care one bit.
“I want to dance.”
Because he felt like jumping up and performing a tap dance right this second.
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