'I really wanted to meet my father and explain to him about the deal in person. Was the favor I asked Colin too much? Besides, they didn't prepare anything for the wedding. What if Ober thinks something went wrong and moves recklessly to harm my father? Can I go to the emperor right now and ask him to collect all the bulletins right away? No, it's too late.. now.'
With her shoulders drooping, she grabbed her splitting head with her hands.
While wiping her hand, Cordelli laid down the towel sullenly.
Knock, knock.
Someone knocked on the door. Cordelli quickly sensed it and headed to the door.
When the maid outside said something, she nodded with a very perplexed look.
"Well, Lady…"
Marianne did not answer. Cordelli trotted toward her and sat down again.
"What shall I do? She said the emperor is here. Why don't you get dressed and go out to greet him? "
She was still silent.
'I don't care if the emperor is here or not. Why should I care about…'