Elf Princesses

Episode 19's. Noble refusal

Marquess Gerlard, as well as Baron Solste gulped his saliva roughly. What else did Marques want to do?

Yes, Marques Ahen was a quite famous noble. Not because of kindness or positive news about him, but negative news about him who often bribe, drink forbidden drinks, even play women. That's why at a fairly old age he does not have a wife, yes, of course because he chose to be single and play with bar women he used to meet.

It is not uncommon for people to not know about it. He has quite a lot of wealth, and can not even be said if only just Marques. But, not a few people know that his property is often in the dirty way. Well, but they can't just recriminate because they don't have clear evidence.

"Marquess, are you an astrologer? And how do you know what I want to say to your Majesty?" asked Marques Gerlard with a cynical smile.

"Well but it seems like our only goal is one for this time," said Marquess Ahen who again showed an uncomfortable look and expression.

"What do you mean?" Baron Solste raised a voice, he frowned annoyed at the thought that Marques Ahen was pretentious about his problem.

"There's only one thing we have to say right now." Marquess Ahen let out a rough sigh. "About the rejection of the empress who had just come, had no title, position, power, or strength. But he.. He wants to lead us? It doesn't make sense" Marquess Ahen said. Marquess Gerlard and Baron Solste looked at each other, they then cleared their throat and nodded.

"Just this time our minds are the same, Marques" said Baron Solste asserted.

Beside the conversation of the three of them, there were eyes watching. A woman, with blonde hair and blue irises, Rubby.

"Your Majesty, they.." whispered Jeina worried, how not? Rubby saw firsthand the rejection put forward by the three nobles.

"That's why I told you to hide." Rubby replied inexhaustibly

"But Your Majesty, wouldn't it be with your current power that you could easily punish them? In any case you are a queen now" Jeina said.

"I know, Jeina. But I don't want to act rashly" replied Rubby slowly.

After a while of hiding behind the Ayries tree, the three nobles then stepped together to go to meet Zac.

"Your Majesty, sometimes I worry who will be my mistress later. But thankfully, Sire met a woman as good as you," Jeina said. "Therefore, I would not be willing if the nobles gave a blatant rejection of the new empress" he continued annoyed.

"Jeina, there's nothing wrong with them." Rubby raised a voice, he smiled faintly and turned his face away.

"You know for yourself, I'm not a woman with a high degree, so it's natural that they are" Rubby continued as calmly as possible.

"But-"

"Shtt's!" Rubby placed her index finger on Jeina's little lips.

"Of course with such a refusal, it cannot take away the fact that they hate me. So am I." Rubby smiled coldly, no one can guess his way of thinking other than himself.

"If Your Majesty cannot overcome them, then let me deal with them directly" Rubby smiled.

"What are you going to do?" Jeina frowned, between confused and curious mixed into one.

"I'll see him, in person" Rubby said firmly.

***

Meanwhile, the Meeting Room inside the Palace.

"So, what do you mean by coming here?" asked Zac with an unfulfilling look.

"Your Majesty, don't pretend not to know. You know what we're going to talk to you about, right?" said Baron Solste opened the core of the conversation first

"As always, we wouldn't have visited you if it wasn't really important. But unfortunately this is much more important than usual. This concerns the whole people of this country." said Marques Gerlard with a frown.

Unlike the others, Marques Ahen tried to react to it as calmly as possible.

With the authority of an Emperor, Zac could easily shut their mouths in various ways. But he did not want to act rashly and immediately rushed to punish them.

"We want to file a rejection!" Baron Solste stared intently at Zac, while Marques Gerlard could only be silent because he saw Baron Solste's behavior which he considered too rushed.

'Is it okay to say it directly?' there was doubt in Marques Gerlald's heart, he took a deep breath and tried to think.

"Rejection?" Zac frowned, he actually knew who they meant, but he did not want to say it first. Act as fools, and make those who will eat his own words.

"We. do not agree on the empress who has just been present in this Empire" said Marquess Gerlard swallowing her coarse salivary.

"Reason?" Zac asked briefly. His gaze did not change, always with a flat face and a cold yet intimidating gaze to many.

Baron Solste and Marques Gerlard looked at each other, glancing at Marques Ahen and hoping he would raise his voice. However, in fact from earlier Marques Ahen just fell silent while leaning his back on the chair. That of course made Baron Solste and Marques Gerlard stare confusedly at Marques Ahen. Wasn't he the one who wanted to file for a rejection of the new Empress?

"What's your purpose in coming here, Marques Ahen?" zac asked with an intimidating look.

"Don't worry, Sire. I won't have a problem with the new queen. But I want to talk about one thing for you" Marques Ahen smiled and confirmed his sitting position.

"Tell me clearly, I don't like to talk long" Zac said coldly.

"Your Majesty, how can a man who has just been married still have the same nature? I'm afraid Her Majesty will turn away if you continue like this" said Marquess Ahen who finally let out a voice.

Zac clenched his hands, he stared intently at Marquess Ahen. "Marquess, do you know who you are in front of you right now?!" zac said with great emphasis.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. But I'm just here to make sure you're newly married, that's it, nothing more." Marquess Ahen smiled faintly, he then got up first and bowed respectfully. "Because I still have special needs, please enjoy your time, I say goodbye." Marquess Ahen smiled faintly. He then respectfully asked for permission to leave first, and it again made the two nobles who were still sitting on their benches feel confused.

'Is he trying to prank me?!' annoyed Baron Solste in his mind.

*****

Tak.. Tak.. Tak..

The sound of heels heard from outside, right outside the meeting room made Marques Ahen stop his steps.

"The woman.." Marquess Ahen smiled faintly, how could his plan even go smoothly? at first he only wanted to express rejection, but he foiled his plan because it was not enough. But now, he had instead seen that blond 'woman' in person?

Rubby stopped his steps. Both of his eyes were focused on a man who kept staring at him, Marques Ahen Houston Von Chedrick.

"Greetings, Your Majesty the Empress." said Marquess Ahen smiling kindly.

"Yes." Yeah." Rubby answered briefly. He still knew the face of the man who had made fun of him in the park. Said that Rubby did not deserve to be with an Emperor and become empress.

"Is there anything you want to say?" ask Rubby with a flat face.

"Your Majesty, I hear you are a beautiful empress, and it is true that your face is really like a Goddess who descended from the world of heaven" said Marquess Ahen smiling sweetly. His fingers moved to touch Rubby's hair, he kissed her aggressively.

Nah!

"Dear of your courtesy, Marques!" rubby did not accept it.

"Isn't kissing a woman's hair a common thing? I didn't do any harassment anyway, did I?" ahen said with great emphasis. Rubby frowned, so sick of the disgusting words that came out of the man's mouth.

"What was your assumption all along?" Rubby smile. "You should not have a wife. Because no woman wants to be played with by her husband. And if you keep doing this to the women out there, you're going to have a harder time finding a partner" Rubby said with a sharp look. He turned his body and turned his face. "Jeina, come with me to the room." Rubby said in a high tone. Rubby was forced to do so, because he wanted to show how important his position was so that no one could fight him and ridicule him who was now empress.