The Heroines I Corrupted Regressed With Me

Aisha entered the royal office, adorned with luxurious red silk curtains, gold, and dazzling jewels.

"Ooh, my cute little boopa."

She heard Emperor Duragan speak, but Aisha blankly stared at the chandelier in the air.

What should I say to soften the blow for Father?

"What’s with your expression?"

The Emperor sat majestically at his desk, bathed in the sunlight pouring through the wide windows on either side.

It was truly an emperor’s figure and dignity, rivaling that of a God.

His angular jaw, covered with a beard, added to his masculinity.

’Compared to Father, that man is pathetic. Yet, why, why is it...’

Aisha squeezed her eyes shut.

He, who had been seriously working on documents until just now, was smiling brightly as soon as he saw his cute daughter.

Seeing that smile, she felt even more guilty.

"Boopa, I’m so glad to see you after so long."

Aisha opened her eyes and said.

"Your Majesty, I have something to tell you."

"Call me ’Dad’ when we’re alone."

"...Dad, I have a favor to ask."

"Oh dear, is it something serious? Why so serious..."

He was speaking kindly, but Emperor Duragan’s paternal instincts were already kicking in.

He carefully embraced Aisha’s shoulders.

"Tell me, baby. What is there that I wouldn’t do for you? Quickly."

Truly, he thought so.

Her daughter Aisha had been his treasure since he was the Crown Prince.

He would grant her any request.

Though he never imagined it would be this.

"...No, absolutely not."

"Your Majesty, please!"

"Call me ’Dad’."

"Dad, please, since I’ve decided to attend the Academy, I want to attend like everyone else."

"Absolutely not!"

Aisha couldn’t give up.

She had expected to encounter such fierce opposition.

But she was already thrown into a certain fate.

Gilmon Salazar.

Whether she lived a life succumbing to that man, or overcame him and stood tall as the Empire’s Princess, she stood at a crossroads of fate.

As a descendant of the great Imperial Family, she wanted to live a life of facing challenges head-on rather than avoiding them.

That was what her father had taught her.

"What did I do wrong..."

Aisha’s heart softened at the sound of the Emperor sobbing, burying his face in his thick, sturdy hands.

"Your Majesty has done nothing wrong. It’s just that I have realized many things and inevitably have no choice but to forsake Your Majesty’s grace, so please blame me..."

"Dad."

"I’m sorry Dad, but I must..."

"Speak informally."

Even in the midst of this, Emperor Duragan was catching her on formalities.

Annoyed, Aisha blurted out.

"Ugh, Dad! I can’t help it. Shouldn’t the Princess look into the lives of the people? You’ve always said that, too. A leader must know the lives of the people. It’s not that I hate Dad or that I hate living in the palace or anything, I just... I wanted to live on my own."

"Then what is it..."

The Emperor said with a sulky face.

Everyone would be surprised to know that Emperor Duragan, who made the Empire prosperous and is currently creating its golden age, makes such an expression in front of his daughter.

She didn’t seem to care, but Aisha glanced around, worried that someone might be eavesdropping, hoping the Emperor would maintain his dignity.

Fortunately, no one dared to secretly peek into Emperor Duragan’s office with a Casting.

"I’ve already made up my mind. If Dad doesn’t allow it, I’ll run away from home."

"R-run away... Oh God... what have I done wrong?!"

Duragan seemed about to foam at the mouth.

"Dad, please understand. I’ve made a lot of friends, but I can’t meet them if I’m cooped up in the palace."

This time, she lowered her tone and spoke pleadingly.

Finally, at his daughter’s earnest words, the Emperor began to contemplate.

"...Come to think of it, I also wanted to play with my friends normally when I was young. Your aunts too."

"It’s not playing, but..."

"Okay, I understand. Do as you please."

"Really?!"

Aisha jumped up and down with excitement.

Seeing his daughter happier than expected, Duragan added with a sulky tone.

"However, the residence will be one that I decide. And I’ll assign guards."

"That’s okay..."

There would inevitably be restrictions on her actions, but Aisha was none other than the Empire’s Princess.

Her body was not her own.

She had heard that point drilled into her ears by her tutor, father, and relatives since she was young.

"And absolutely no men."

Duragan’s voice sank coldly.

Aisha instantly flinched.

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