Book 13: Chapter 17
“What are you planning to do, Empress Elizabeth?”
Elizabeth wore on her cape. She looked at Freya, who was by the door and, in a cold tone, replied, “I am going to Castor now. The empire’s navy is gathered there. I shall lead the entire navy out to where my son went missing. Put the matters in the North aside for now. What’s there to be formulating when the ruler of the North has been in an accident? Freya, I leave Daisy to you.”
“I… Me?”
Freya, stunned, trembled as she spoke: “Your Majesty, it is fine to leave the North to me, but taking care of Daisy… I have no idea how to take care of her…”
In serious tone, Elizabeth stated, “You don’t need to worry too much. You just need to be a guardian. The nanny and maids will take care of Daisy. You just need to be by Daisy’s side when she’s crying and causing a ruckus. She’s Nier’s child and my son, her father, is currently missing. I must go and find my son. I can’t be slower than Vyvyan this time. I must reach my son before anybody else can! Freya, I’m not discussing this with you, I’m giving you a command. It’s just that you’re not my vassal but my son’s.”
“All right…”
Elizabeth wore a normal expression, but Freya could see her gripping the buttons on her cape. The way she looked told Freya she was extremely anxious. If Freya continued prattling with her drivel, Elizabeth would most likely behead her on the spot. Elizabeth was right. She wasn’t discussing it with Freya; she was merely informing her of what she was going to do after leaving. Freya didn’t have a habit of refusing or making suggestions. Thus, she could only accept the outcome.
“However, Your Majesty, I have a request, just one.”
Irritated, Elizabeth asked, “What?”