Ruben entered the imperial palace once again. His frequent visits had made the guards recognize him, and he was always accompanying Her Imperial Highness the Princess. Wasn't their relationship obvious at a glance?
"Hello, Mr. Ruben."
Ordinary people were naturally forbidden from entering the Emperor's bedchamber, but Ruben was a doctor, so the restriction did not apply to him. Keske XIII looked much better. Even while lying in bed, he could read the various reports submitted by the nobles. Upon seeing Ruben, he set aside the magic paper and smiled.
"You're the one who cut open my husband! You... Tinasha, you too!"
The Empress, who had been keeping watch by the bedside, spoke indignantly when she saw Ruben. Even Tinasha, who was normally quite bold, shrank back behind Ruben and hid most of her body. Ruben, meanwhile, sized up the furious wife.
He had not gotten a good look yesterday, but today Ruben finally saw her clearly. Though she was already the mother of two children, she showed no signs of age. Her light-brown hair and the beauty mark beneath the corner of her eye made the strongest first impression on him. However, there were faint dark circles under her eyes now. She had probably stayed awake all night watching over His Majesty the Emperor.
"Trera, didn't I tell you not to bring that up?"
"But you know better than anyone what your position is! There are people trying to take your life every day because of such an important position. What am I supposed to do if something happens to you?!"
Empress Trera was deeply hurt to see that her husband was not taking her side. No one in the palace understood surgery as a method of treatment, so she had always doubted whether His Majesty the Emperor had