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Reborn as Cold Emperor's Concubine [S1]
How to Avoid the Emperor (And Fail Miserably) 2
The Emperor sits casually on a chair by her bedside, clearly entertained by her stunned expression.
Victor Alaric - ML
So this is the famous Lady Lillian, the harem’s rising star... bedridden by an illness no one can pronounce.
Victor Alaric - ML
I heard my dear Lady Lillian is at death’s door. How tragic for the harem to lose such a... distinguished presence.
Lillian Grey - FL (#47)
*Weakly waving a hand*
Lillian Grey - FL (#47)
Ah, Your Majesty. How kind of you to visit… though, I must warn you, it’s probably contagious.
Victor Alaric - ML
Oh? And what exactly is this mysterious ailment?
Lillian Grey - FL (#47)
The... the Fever of the Ancient Mist.
Lillian said with a dramatic gasp.
Victor Alaric - ML
I’ve never heard of it.
Victor raised an eyebrow at her to which Lillian just shrugged off casually.
Lillian Grey - FL (#47)
That’s because it’s ancient.
Victor Alaric - ML
Tell me, Lady Lillian, what are your symptoms?
Victor leaned forward with mock concern as Lillian started thinking fast to his question and replied in a flustered tone.
Lillian Grey - FL (#47)
(Keep it vague. Keep it dramatic.)
Lillian Grey - FL (#47)
Well, first there was dizziness... then my vision blurred. And just this morning, I felt as though my soul left my body!
Victor Alaric - ML
Fascinating. And did your soul return?
Lillian Grey - FL (#47)
Briefly, but only to say it was disappointed.
Lillian said while nodding solemnly to which Emperor chuckled silently.
Victor Alaric - ML
A tragedy for the soul, no doubt.
As the Emperor leans closer, Lillian panics and accidentally knocks over a bowl of tonic on the bedside table. The liquid spills all over his pristine robes.
Lillian Grey - FL (#47)
Oh no! Your Majesty, forgive me! My... my weak, trembling hands!
She says with a dramatic gasp as The Emperor calmly examine the mess.
Victor Alaric - ML
Weak hands, you say? Perhaps I should call the palace doctor again. He seemed to enjoy diagnosing your... creative symptoms.
Lillian Grey - FL (#47)
N-no need! I just need rest. Lots of rest. Alone. Far, far away from royal visitors!
Lillian said with a flustered face while looking at him with wide eyes and flushed cheeks as she gulped to which The Emperor just smirked and tilt his head, while leaning back.
Victor Alaric - ML
You’re quite skilled at theatrics, Lady Lillian. Tell me, have you considered performing at court?
The Emperor rises to leave, clearly amused, while Lillian tries to hide her embarrassment under the covers.
Victor Alaric - ML
Rest well, Lady Lillian. I look forward to witnessing your miraculous recovery at tomorrow’s feast.
Victor Alaric - ML
*Smiles.*
Lillian Grey - FL (#47)
*Muttering under her breath.*
Miraculous recovery? I’ll miraculously disappear if I have to.
Victor Alaric - ML
*Pausing in the doorway, amused.*
What was that?
Lillian replied loudly with a done and flustered face in a panicked tone.
Lillian Grey - FL (#47)
I said thank you for your concern, Your Majesty!
The Emperor leaves, laughing softly to himself. The maids burst into whispers about how “special” Lady Lillian must be to earn such attention.
Lillian Grey - FL (#47)
(Great. Now he thinks I’m either insane or some sort of circus act. How is this my life?)
As the maids whisper excitedly about the Emperor’s visit, Lillian realizes her plan has backfired spectacularly. Instead of avoiding attention, she’s now the talk of the palace.
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shouldn't it be lady Lillian?
2025-01-25
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