Lady to Queen

"I am innocent, Your Majesty. Is it a part of your Regent Majesty's job to hold innocent people here?"     

"There is no evidence that you are guilty. It is a pity that my evidence has not been confirmed. I should have taken a good look at that man's face at that time."     

Patrizia said all of this in a low voice, and Rosemond looked carefree and triumphant. She knew as well.     

Without clear evidence, even the Empress could not punish the people for unproven sins. Even if it was related to the assassination of the Emperor. Patrizia made a face as if she was briefly in thought, and then called out to her.     

"Rosemond Mary La Phelps."     

"Yes, Your Majesty?"     

"You seem to be acting this boldly because there is no evidence now, do you not think that is too easy?"     

"What does it mean?"     

"Your maid is being interrogated in the next room. No physical torture has been applied yet... Well. If there is no progress in the works, I have to consider if I need to resort to torture. Is that not the most concrete way?"     

Also the cruelest. Patrizia brightly laughed, and Rosemond seemed to have a slight freeze in her facial expression, but she soon regained her composure.     

"Ah, if that happens, Your Majesty, then that child will name a guilt that doesn't exist."     

"No way. Would I go that far?"     

Patrizia smiled mischievously and fiddled around with a piece of her slightly protruding hair. The soft voice continued, "This investigation must be finished before His Majesty wakes up. Then His Majesty will be pleased. When he opens his eyes, the criminal that tried to assassinate him will already be dead. Oh, it is a perfect comedy."     

"Even if that criminal was framed?"     

"Would His Majesty know that, Lady. His Majesty will know nothing."     

Of course, if things turned out like that, Lucio would know. But even if he hated her, he would not be able to dispute anything.     

The Empress had at least that amount of power. Patrizia began to feel bored and made a request to her.     

"I hope you confess to your sins as soon as possible, Lady Phelps. The search is currently in full swing at the hunting grounds. If there is any confirmation of evidence, then it will not be a simple beheading. But if you confess, I will send some courtesy to the Emperor's woman."     

At that time, Patrizia's face suddenly turned into a frown. Rosemond, who had been listening, spit at her direction. Patrizia's face wrinkled terribly, but she soon regained her composure and spoke to Rosemond while laughing.     

"Oh my, even if there is no sin, you will go to jail for insulting the Regent Majesty."     

"This is already a prison, Your Majesty. Even if my situation is bad, it can't get worse than this. To do this to me while His Majesty is unconscious as revenge for being his mistress… perhaps, Your Majesty, this is what you were after? Then the person that should be investigated is not me but…"     

~SMACK.     

Patrizia could not overcome the momentary anger and raised her hand against Rosemonds's cheek. She was trying to avoid getting worked up as much as possible recently, and there wasn't much to get worked over these days, but she just could not tolerate Rosemond's remarks at all.     

She did not hold it in. Patrizia started at Rosemond with her icy cold eyes, and quietly spoke to her.     

"Be careful with your words. Where do you think you are to dare speak so freely?"     

"..."     

Rosemond glared at Patrizia with an expressionless face that did not frown, and without saying anything.     

And Patrizia had no choice but to get goosebumps because Rosemond's next move was completely unexpected. But she was never scared. She just thought this was just her being taken aback when she encountered something unexpected. Patrizia spoke.     

"You better think about your will. You probably will not open your mouth. Right?"     

"…"     

She was still staring at Patrizia with impassive eyes, and now Patrizia felt that she was just tired of this above anything else. This damn Empress seat, did she really want it so much? Enough to create such annoying and complicated schemes at any time? If this was a position to be granted for effort, then she really deserved it.     

Patrizia walked out of the interrogation room without hiding her cold eyes. She was already so busy, she had just wasted her time.     

Duke Witherford looked at Patrizia who was coming out with anxious eyes and had probably heard the slapper of her cheek. He asked in a nervous voice.     

"Your Majesty, what happened inside?"     

"…"     

Patrizia looked at the Duke of Witherford without saying anything and then replied, "Question the criminal well. No matter what, make her open her mouth."     

"…Yes, Your Majesty."     

Duke Witherford bowed towards her, and Patrizia began to take a step forward with her eyes still sunken. Small thorns in her head constantly moved around in her head, making her feel pricked. Unpleasant and shuddering sensations.     

Patrizia gave a small groan. Whatever her reaction, Rosemond's presence was always stressful to Patrizia. However, it was even more so in this situation.