Hate me, Miss Witch!

Chapter 416 - 214: My Prince Consort, Be Prepared Tonight (Double-Length)

Empire Capital, Black Lily District, Osmanthus Street No. 32.

The mansion, which had been silent for half a year, finally became lively once more.

The orange lights lit up the living room, bringing a touch of warmth to the autumn night.

A carriage, with a matte black cabin, stopped by the street covered with fiery red maple leaves. The golden-embroidered black eagle emblem on the side of the cabin was exceptionally vivid, as if the black eagle in the emblem might soar at any moment.

"Long time no see, my Prince Consort."

Isadella stepped down from the carriage.

Today, her attire was no longer the Fresta Empire’s predominantly black military uniform but a moon-white trench coat.

Beneath a pristine navy beret, her long, pure white hair cascaded like a waterfall.

She folded her arms, gazing at Shiayar who came out to greet her in front of the mansion, her abundant curves delineated into a breathtaking silhouette under her coat.

It seemed that every time Shiayar saw Isadella, she exuded a different charm—majestic Princess, untainted Knight King, the splendid Empress...the only commonality being her stunning allure, breathtakingly beautiful.

If only—

Disregard the dangerous curve quietly forming on Isadella’s lips at this moment.

"Even though I always believed wholeheartedly in your victory from the start."

"However, seeing you truly return is still a joyous occasion worth celebrating nationwide."

"But—"

"Don’t you think you’ve been a bit partial lately..."

"My Prince Consort."

On Isadella’s pretty face, the hint of indistinct smile became increasingly evident.

"Even though I know, Ennie and the others are companions you cannot part with, and I promised you not to make you uncomfortable over those meaningless spats...that does not align with my status."

"But, at least in the eyes of the Empire’s citizens—"

"Your primary identity is as my Prince Consort, the current Empress, and also as the future Crown Prince of the Empire."

"Not as the White Tower Master, nor as the Winter Flower Family’s eldest daughter’s lover..."

She stepped down from the carriage, walking step by step to stand in front of Shiayar.

Her crimson eyes gazed directly into Shiayar’s.

"Could it be, in your heart, my rank is actually lower than Ennie and Silvia’s?"

"Otherwise, why is it that Ennie and the others know the full details of your venture to the First Era, but to me, it’s mentioned just casually during small talk."

"And upon your return, you chose to first meet with Ennie and Silvia..."

"Instead of directly coming to the Royal Palace to find me."

Hiss—

Faced with the peerless, stunning Empress close at hand, with dangerous glimmers flickering in her beautiful eyes.

Shiayar couldn’t help but gasp.

What kind of deadly question is this?

In fact, among the women who had confirmed relationships with him, Shiayar indeed spent less time with Isadella on a daily basis.

This was mainly because Isadella was different from Silvia and Ennie.

Beyond being "Shiayar’s fiancée," Isadella was also the reigning Empress of the revitalizing Fresta Empire.

Compared to her, Ennie certainly needs no further elaboration. Although nowadays, Enola holds the title of Vice Leader of the Swordbearers within the Empire, an authentic high-ranking official.

Previously, Enola also held a position in the Military Department...

But the reason Enola holds these positions is simply that Shiayar’s current status requires her to do so, and she also wants to help Shiayar.

If one day Shiayar were to break with the Empire and choose to defect...

Then Enola would unhesitatingly leave with Shiayar, treating all her current possessions in the Empire—power, wealth, fame, and status—as mere trifles.

Just like their agreement back on the snowy plains of Ceylon, she lives only for Shiayar.

Although Silvia is nominally regarded as the White Tower Master, in reality, both Silvia and Silent Singer Isveytan, among the White Tower’s high ranks, are well aware... Silvia is merely a figurehead, or so-called absent official.

In fact, the White Tower’s internal affairs are all managed by Isveytan, resulting in her frantically consulting the Alchemy School on the latest development of hair care elixirs.

As for Silvia, she usually only occasionally participates in meetings of the White Tower’s upper echelons, which is the least she can do, and even then, she’s always daydreaming during those meetings.

For them, Shiayar equates to the vast majority of life’s meaning.

But Isadella is different.

As the empire’s heir and becomes its Empress, this has been Isadella’s education and duty from a young age, and the entirety of her past life’s meaning.

Even now, after experiencing the journey of becoming a Knight King and establishing the Imaginary Zone, her mindset has changed—but the Empire’s rise and fall remains a mission she cannot abandon.

At the current key junction where old aristocrats have all fallen, the power within the Empire Capital is being reshuffled, and the imperial authority is transitioning...as the succeeding new Empress, Isadella has many matters, as well as political and military affairs that demand her personal decisions.

Thus, out of concern for disturbing Isadella’s own matters, Shiayar indeed has many things he merely skimmed over during small talk with her, without detailing comprehensively.