Chapter 11: A Talk With Empress Emily(2)
Chapter 11: A Talk with Empress Emily (2)
Emily was frozen in place. No, frozen didn't even begin to describe it.
Her entire body trembled, her heart tightening as if a steel grip had wrapped around it.
"H-How do you know that?" Her voice came out weak—uncertain.
This was a secret that had been buried so thoroughly, so perfectly, that even the royal court, known for its ruthless information network, had failed to uncover it. So how? How did this boy—a mere child—know?
Noah blinked, feigning innocence. He hadn't expected this kind of reaction. He thought she'd lash out in rage, try to overpower him with her authority. Instead, she stood there, paralyzed.
A smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. He had the upper hand.
Better strike while the iron is hot.
"The real question, Your Majesty, is not how I know." His silver eyes gleamed coldly. "It's what will happen if this information gets out."
Emily's breath hitched.
"What would the people think?"