Countess Eunice slapped Artizea on the cheek so hard that her head swung.
Artizea could not help but wince and cover her cheek with her hand.
The employees and servants of the Marquisate Rosan, who were watching, were surprised and tried to approach. Even one of the knights guarding the foyer came running up in bewilderment.
The Countess' maid turned pale and had no idea what to do.
"Nothing happens."
Artizea shook her head slowly. Her mouth was torn and bleeding, so she pulled out a handkerchief and wiped herself.
Then she stared at Countess Eunice.
The Countess Charlotte Eunice was one of the Emperor's two illegitimate daughters.
Her mother was not a beloved lover like Miraila, but a maid who had been dragged into bed for a night.
It was to keep the empress under control that he had a child with his maid, not because she was a beloved lover.
That wasn't even a secret.
The Emperor was not interested in Charlotte's mother. However, he loved his daughters like gold and jade.
Countess Eunice had memories of being loved by the Emperor until she was about ten.
Although she had no power or love now, her pride as the emperor's daughter was stronger than anything else.
So she couldn't bear to be defeated by Miraila.
At best, isn't she just his lover? She knew it was inevitable to lose to his son, Lawrence, but being his daughter, she couldn't bear to be behind his lover.
That's why she hated his lover's daughter, Artizea, like an insect.
From Artizea's point of view, both were born denied.
However, the Emperor's blood that flowed through her veins seemed to make that not important to her.
Countess Eunice looked down on Artizea. It was a look of superiority.
"Countess Eunice you have no idea what you have done."
"Tell your mother to come here."
"What do you think will happen if I collapse here and start crying?"
Artizea said quietly.
"The servants and knights of the Emperor's Imperial Guard saw how you suddenly slapped me on the cheek."
"Mmm, so what?"
"His Majesty detests noisy people. Besides, what man would want his daughter to visit him during his secret meeting with his lover? You are no longer a five or six year old girl, on the contrary, you are already married and even have children."
Countess Eunice's face turned pale. Artizea spoke coldly.
"If I make a big fuss at this moment, crying out in humiliation and pain, I'm sure His Majesty the Emperor will come. And my mother would not let this opportunity pass, so she would cry with me, and tell the Emperor that his daughter despises and insults us in this way. What do you think will happen then?"
"He, he..."
"The more you try hard to deal with my mother, the more sympathy His Majesty the Emperor will have for her. Do you want to check?"
Said Artizea and stepped forward.
Countess Eunice felt so pressured by her overwhelming presence that she almost fell backwards. The maid rushed to hold her.
