Chapter 21 · Go Ahead, Try It Your Way

The place called the heart of the empire—the emperor's office.

As the ministers who had finished their state affairs filed out of the office one by one, only three people remained.

Emperor Erhan, and his two arms, Sis and Serik.

The space resembled its master's temperament—overly pristine—and that very neatness became a suffocating pressure that filled every corner.

It was Serik, buried deep in the sofa, whose grumbling broke the silence first.

"Wouldn't it be better to just let her die?"

The sharp question scraped at the heavy air of the office.

Erhan, reviewing documents, kept his gaze fixed on the paper.

The tip of his ink-laden pen paused briefly.

"What are you talking about."

"She terrorizes the maids as a matter of course, and the imperial guards stationed at the tower are all raising hell to be reassigned."

"……"

"She kicks up a fuss at the slightest provocation, so…