I Will Avoid The Death Flag [It's Published]
17. Second Queen

That crazy bastard made me worry again.

I don't know what intentions were shown through her blood-red irises staring intensely at me. He actually just sat behind his desk, occasionally taking notes on his work documents, but most of the activity he did was to highlight me sharply with those red eyes.

"Your Majesty?" I ventured to call Viten because I felt uncomfortable with the man's gaze.

After he called me to his study at Happiness— Palace which fortunately did not bother me because we lived in the same palace—he only did the thing I mentioned just now.

The waiter has also served tea and sweet snacks on the table which need not be questioned again its delicacy. It's just that I had a hard time enjoying all of this when Viten himself was watching me intently.

"Ahem, Serethy," he called after a short thump. He then looked at me behind his desk, behind his stack of documents, behind his thick journals. "Cioten has returned to Matria's home territory."

"I know that, Your Majesty."

"And Cioten has spread the rumor well."

I nodded small, a sign that I understood. The rumor that was spread about my purpose to rise to become the Princess Asher was so that the people of Matria had a ruler that they knew so that the people of Matria would not feel restless, as well as how the Princess takes good care of her people and always worries about them.

Cioten had already spread the rumor once he came out of the Palace of Happiness the day after tomorrow.

Apparently, Cioten's influence is no less powerful. The proof, he was able to spread the rumor within just 24 hours after he left the palace.

Even the gossip newspaper Madam Kricia had posted an article about the rumor this morning.

"The good news is that the people of Matria support you."

"That's great. Isn't this the purpose of the rumor?"

"Serethy, you have to listen to this. There's two bad news from me."

I blinked. Was the bad news so bad that Viten had to warn me first?

"Please say that, Your Majesty."

"First of all, the name Rexanne can no longer be prevented from spreading, the news is crazy so it will be difficult to limit its spread. There will also be many confrontations and support from the people who urge you to become the 'queen' of Asher."

That makes sense. Asher had been searching for a queen who could prosper their kingdom for approximately a century. And now that they have it, certainly the insistence of the people and nobles will mount up so that I will soon become queen.

"I'm sure it's gonna happen."

Viten just nodded small. "Then the second bad news, the word of God came down again."

I frowned. "Why is the word of God said to be bad news? Shouldn't that be good news? Given how hard the word of the gods is to come down."

Viten breathed in frustration. "That's because of his word, Serethy. I'm sure you'll also feel that this second word is bad news for you."

"And tell me why these words could be bad news for me?"

"Second queen."

"Second queen?"

"The Lord's Word says that there are candidates for the queen besides you. And to be queen, you have to compete with the other queen candidates."

"What's? So not just me?"

I could barely maintain my happy tone of voice. Of course I'm happy! If there were any other queen candidates, then I would be happy to give this title to any woman.

For just imagine me to be queen and rule the Kingdom of Asher. That would be very troublesome. What if I make a mistake and break down a kingdom? What if I even bankrupt Asher? Of course I don't want my head to be handed over to the guillotine for destroying a kingdom, do I?

Another reason, I had to avoid the death flag that still haunted my life. I'm still not sure for sure if I've dodged Axel's death flag, plus there's a psychopathic Cioten.

"Why do you sound so happy?" Viten frowned at the tone of voice I was using.

I covered my happiness with a sip of tea that was now cold. "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. However, the idea of making me a queen is a terrible thing. So, I was quite happy when I heard that the second queen candidate appeared. That means, I can relinquish this title and return to living quietly as a princess. Wouldn't that be fun?"

"Wait, fun?" Viten tilted his head in wonder. "You ... don't want to be queen?"

Haha. Imagining the crown of the queen being worn over my head gave me goosebumps.

I'm just an office lady at age 25 who craves treasure. I don't need a husband, child, or happy family like everyone else would want me to. Because of course taking care of yourself is complicated, especially husband and children. I don't really want a family. How is it different from being a queen?

I have to take care of a country. That responsibility is even heavier than just the responsibility that a wife has to take on.

I also never had the knowledge to become the ruler of the country before. So, it would be imagined if I became queen, Asher would be destroyed.

Imagining Asher destroyed because I gave me goosebumps.

I then raised a sweet smile at Viten.

"Don't say anything terrible, Your Majesty."

"Huh?" Viten. He then got up from his place behind the table and approached me slowly. "Why? Why don't you want to be queen?"

"Your Majesty, even though I was originally the princess of the fallen Kingdom of Matria, it does not mean that I have the knowledge to become the ruler of the land. I have my older brother to be king in the future, of course I don't need that knowledge, do I? So, sending a big responsibility towards me that is not deft is not the answer."

Brakes.

Huh huh? HAHHHH?! HEH!

This crazy bastard is going crazy again! No, it's familiar, same!

It was the same when Cioten pushed me against the wall and locked me in both arms. It's same! The difference is, it's on the couch, and I'm lying on the couch with Viten locking me up here!

"Y-Your Majesty?" My two violet eyes were rounded in shock. Very surprised. Very-very surprised. My heart started pounding, it felt like my chest cavity started to hurt so hard because of the resulting pounding.

"Why don't you want to be queen? Why don't you want to be next to me, Serethy? Aren't you supposed to want a position to stay by my side?"

Wh-wait! Why is he so emotional? And what the fuck with that highlight? That ... cannot be described, it's just that it's so sad. The highlight sent out a strange sensation in my veins.

"Your Majesty?"

"Serethy." Now, he hugged my body. Both of us were still lying on the couch. He drowned his face in the curve of my neck. Amusedly. Her soft black hair tickled the skin of my neck and cheeks. "Serethy, are you going to let me be with him? With that woman?"

"W-What do you mean, Your Majesty?"

"Didn't you love me, Serethy? I know you're my sworn sister now, but still marriage between us isn't off limits."

"Your Majesty, please, you're making me a hassle."

Viten growling little. "Do you want me to marry Clare?!" He yelled at me, but his voice whispered softly. "I don't want to, Serethy. I don't want to marry a crazy woman like Clare. He's disgusting, he's a demon, Serethy. And are you gonna let me be with him?"

"Tu-Wait, Your Grace. Miss Clare?"

Silent.

Then, Viten's low voice infiltrated my sense of hearing. "The Word of the Gods descended upon Clare, who is now declared the candidate of the second queen."

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Serethy's new problem coming up again? Aye! His death flag is up, so what, huh? Wondering not the same action that will be done Serethy later? So stay tune! Okey?