Two-Faced Princess

Paris sighed. Amoretta was still so beautiful that he could lose his soul just by looking at her appearance. But at some point, he had grown tired of pretending to be kind in front of her. Of course, it wasn’t acting at first because he had a crush on Amoretta and her appearance still distracted him to the point where his limp legs didn’t bother him. Besides, Amoretta had given him so much trust and love that it was borderline ridiculous. Even, a simple-minded Paris knew that such a woman was too rare. Unfortunately, Paris wasn’t the type to like a woman for long in the first place. It was also against his nature to hide his character in front of a woman just because he liked her. But now, he had to be careful from beating those who deserved to die before Amoretta. It was a real nuisance.

‘It would be nice to meet her only when appropriately necessary.’

He glanced at the mirror on the wall and his golden red eyes shone even more beautifully in the sunlight. This was something that couldn’t be maintained without Amoretta. During the war, he had to send messengers to the capital several times to fetch medicine just to maintain his appearance. Her potions weren’t made in bulk and could be preserved for a long time. Therefore, Amoretta’s love for Paris had to be maintained until she died or until he found a substitute.

Approaching Paris affectionately, she leaned back and said. “As you requested, I sent you a dress that changes color depending on the viewer.” Fortunately, she seemed to believe that the servant had indeed made a great mistake a moment ago.

“There are a lot of documents on the desk, can I organize them?”

“No, that….” Without time for Paris to stop her, Amoretta smiled softly and headed for his desk.

“What is this?” The desk was littered with papers containing the identities of young aristocratic ladies.

To be precise, they were women suitable for the ‘crown princess’ title.

“I was just looking at them at my father’s recommendation. He wants me to get engaged, you see.” Paris said with a sigh. Amoretta bit her lips for a moment and went on arranging the papers.

“Amoretta.”

“You don’t have to say more, Your Highness.” She said. Her voice was still sweet even when she was sad. Even that sweetness exhausted him at times. “It is natural for Your Highness to choose the Crown Princess.” Paris walked to Amoretta and hugged her from behind.

“You know my heart only belongs to you.”

“Your Highness.” Her face turned red and Paris smirked. How easy it was to capture this woman’s heart!

“In order to solidify my position as the emperor, I also need the influence of other families. I had a weak support base because I didn’t have the appearance of a royal family member by nature.” He glanced at her expression, whispering as if he found it unfair.”My support base is weak. If your potion wears off, my eyes will return to the light brown they used to be.”

“I love your eyes,” Amoretta replied quietly. Paris shook his head and went on, exaggerating. “Thank you, but I’m in a position where I can be in danger at any time if I don’t follow through with my plan. How risky it is to have to take the medicine constantly.”

Amoretta nodded with reluctance.

“So Amoretta, can you try a little harder for me and find a way to sustain the effect of the drug permanently?” He gripped Amoretta tightly as he whispered in her ear. When Amoretta tried to escape from his clutches, he put more strength into his arms.”Your Highness, I told you it will be difficult.”

“No, you are my genius! You can do it. If you succeed, I won’t need the crown princess. I can go to bed with you every day.”

He went on sweetly and it agitated Amoretta.

“Well, I’ll call you in the evening.”

Paris finally released Amoretta and watched her leave the room. A permanent cosmetic drug? He had never heard of such a thing, but with Amoretta’s skills, it would probably be possible. His plain brown hair and light brown eyes. All of this had plagued him secretly since childhood. Paris remembered the previous Emperor’s gaze who saw him differently from his younger sister, Apollonia, who was obviously born in the royal family. He would finally be free if he didn’t have to rely on any type of drug. Amoretta would still be around, but he no longer have to hide his character every time he was in her presence. And——— For a moment, Marquis Fortus’ greedy eyes flashed through Paris’s head. His soldiers and his wealth were a force to be reckoned with.

‘What are you thinking?’

He shook his head at once. Even if he wanted what he had, he couldn’t give him Amoretta, who was smaller in size compared to the old brute. He picked up the paper from his desk to shake off the thoughts of Amoretta and the Marquis.

Looking around the aristocratic household and the age of these various young ladies, he began to search for his future empress.