The knights sighed bitterly.
Such reactions were hardly unreasonable.
Among the citizens living in the capital, there was no one who had not heard of the vicious temperament of Talia Roem Gwirta.
The Emperor’s illegitimate daughter, who had thrown the entire Empire into chaos from the moment of her birth, continued causing terrifying incidents even after becoming an official imperial princess.
There were countless servants who had worked at her detached palace only to be thrown out broken and battered afterward.
Some had even died horrific deaths.
Naturally, the eyes of the imperial citizens looking upon the Second Imperial Princess could only remain cold.
“Wouldn’t it be better to open the curtains and at least greet the people?”
Unable to bear it any longer, the imperial guard knight Edrick Rubon cautiously approached the carriage and carefully offered the suggestion.
But no response came from inside.
He looked displeased as he stared at the heavily curtained window.
Ever since the procession began, the Second Imperial Princess had remained shut inside the carriage without showing even the tip of her nose.
Apparently, she was still thoroughly sulking over the argument she had with Sir Siorcan.
Edrick swallowed the sigh rising to his throat.
‘That face alone is enough. If she just showed herself for a moment, the people’s reactions would soften considerably...’
In some ways, she truly seemed astonishingly lacking in social grace.
If she behaved even a little warmly, there would be countless men willing to hand over their hearts and souls to her. Yet Talia Roem Gwirta acted like someone determined to be hated.
Her sharp attitude constantly wore down everyone around her to the point where even the beautiful appearance inherited from her mother lost its brilliance.
How many guard knights had already collapsed under that monstrous temperament?
The fact that Sir Siorcan had endured seven years by her side made him seem almost saintly.
‘Though it doesn’t look like he simply endured it quietly...’
Recalling the sight of his superior tossing the Second Imperial Princess into the carriage like baggage, Edrick shifted his gaze forward.
Between the perfectly marching knights, he could faintly make out Varkas wearing a black hood pulled low over his face.
It seemed even that man had finally grown completely fed up with Talia Roem Gwirta.
In some ways, it was almost shocking.
Just how atrociously had she behaved for that rigid man, who was utterly consumed by loyalty toward the imperial family, to resort to such violent actions?
If Edrick had not witnessed it with his own eyes, he never would have believed it.
Perhaps the Second Imperial Princess truly possessed an innate talent for provoking hatred in others.