CHAPTER 83 (1) - So, Do You Mean We Should be Wed Now?

"Duke Witherford has arrived, Your Majesty."

Patrizia did not say much, but the door was naturally opened. The high-end reception room of the Imperial Palace was quite soundproof, and Patrizia was drinking her favorite peppermint tea while organizing her thoughts.

Duke Witherford greeted her with utmost courtesy, "I greet Your Majesty the Empress, the Moon of the Empire."

"… Welcome, Duke. Please take a seat here."

Patrizia faced the Duke of Witherford in a more reserved way than usual. Duke Witherford was beyond scared as he looked at her face deep in thought, and asked her, "Has something happened, Your Majesty?"

"Duke." Patrizia began to talk about the reason for calling him. "I will ask directly. What do you think of the Duke of Efreni?"

"…"

It was natural that an answer did not automatically come out at this sudden question. She calmly spoke again.