Chapter 371

Loyal Retainers Rejoice (Each One’s Perspective)

Ludwig paused to collect himself after sending Mia to the evening’s banquet hall. He could already feel the passion rising in his chest and threatening to make his eyes water.

“All this time, but I never thought she’d wear the colour on her own.”

He got chills even thinking about the ramifications.

Her Highness has at long last declared her intention to rule Tearmoon as empress in a public and unambiguous manner.Vissit novelbin(.)c.om for updates

It was his most sincere and profound wish. He hadn’t given himself a minute of leisure since that fateful day when Mia had first spoken to him; instead, he had been continually rushing around the empire

Although her initial goal had been to resolve the empire’s financial issues, she had other goals as well. She wished to make everything right. Fundamentally reviving the empire was her aim. Ludwig therefore made every effort to help her. As he patiently committed himself to her cause over time, a notion started to cross his mind more frequently.

“Is Her Highness not the most suitable candidate to rule this empire?”

He had come at that decision through reasoning, not emotion. Objectively speaking, no one seemed more qualified to offer direction to the empire than Mia. But still...

“First Empress of Tearmoon, huh?”

The mere act of speaking the words aloud made his heart race. He suddenly understood that, despite his best efforts to approach the situation with purely rational reasoning, he was unable to separate himself from his feelings. Mia might be the ideal candidate to head the empire, but his confidence in her wasn’t wholly based on logic.

He often imagined himself by Mia’s side in a future in which she held the country’s first-ever empress position. Actually, he never even imagined himself at her side because just helping her, no matter how far away, was more than enough to make him feel better.

“I must take every possible action for Milady.”

She never stated it, but she believed she was the one most in charge of keeping Mia’s beauty, and she proudly carried that responsibility.

Even by the lofty standards Anne had set for herself, Mia’s beauty today had surpassed them. She was incredibly stunning. once more, both literally and metaphorically.

“For now, though, I believe that’s sufficient.” She grinned internally.

I was able to properly comb her hair this time, unlike the last. I was so miserable when... hmm? Wait, when was that? When was that again?

She grimaced. A fleeting thought that was too rapid to notice but too obvious to ignore flitted around in her head. She had once combed Mia’s hair. She had done it numerous times, but this specific instance had been significant for Mia. Possibly the most crucial, and Anne hadn’t been successful at it. She simply couldn’t recall the date or the details of the event.

“Perhaps it comes from a dream I once had,” She thought.

She tried to recall, but nothing specific came to her. Even though it was ambiguous, she took it as a lesson to be careful. Mia was devastated at the notion of being unable to properly comb her hair on a significant day in her life. At some point in the future, Mia would undoubtedly get married, and she would hold her wedding in front of a sizable contingent of her subjects. It would be Anne’s first and foremost responsibility to ensure that she looked her best when the time arrived. Only the best would do, and when the time came, Anne had every intention of giving it. She made an effort to develop at every free moment of her life because of this.

Let me see what I can finish before Milady returns.

She thought as she crossed her arms.

She appears gorgeous today. She’ll undoubtedly enjoy her time with the two princes, I wager. Therefore, she will probably be absent for a while. And when she returns, I’ll guess she’s fairly worn out.

Knowing how amazing Mia is at dancing, she would probably spend a lot of time spinning around. So, it was undoubtedly time for a soak before bed. In the belief that her mistress would value a warm bath infused with herbs upon her return, Anne gathered the required toiletries and made her way to the bath chamber.

Everything was done to achieve the lofty goal of dressing Mia in the contractive color of purple.