To the Love Born in the Lowest Place-Chapter 173

"Emmett, have you thought about future generations?"

This was the question Liv threw at Emmett while covered with a thin summer blanket before falling asleep. Emmett’s face showed consideration for a moment before he answered in a casual tone.

"It seems you’re thinking of passing the throne to Lartman, is that right?"

"Yes, that’s right."

"And you’re worried about conflicts arising over the legitimacy issue."

"That’s right too."

"Then there’s no need to worry about it right now."

Liv’s eyes widened roundly, wondering if he might have a solution, but what came from his mouth was unexpected.

"You’ve only just ascended to the throne, and there will be plenty of time to think about methods. Even if the successor you establish loses the throne, would that be entirely Liv’s fault?"

As the meaning in Emmett’s words suggested, Liv might be worrying too much. Even if problems arise after Liv’s death, how could that be Liv’s responsibility alone?

But Liv wanted to clarify this issue. Although previously she had felt no sense of belonging anywhere and held no affection for her parents, now she had accepted this country as her own and felt grateful to her parents. So she wanted to make a wise decision for this country’s sake.

"Actually, I don’t think adopting a suitable child would be bad. Though whether people would recognize that child as a Gracia is another issue..."

"I’m also positive about adoption, but people likely won’t accept it."

"Then what should we do..."

Seeing Liv still deep in thought, Emmett brought up a new topic as if trying to change the subject.

"By the way, Liv. Shouldn’t we start preparing for the Foundation Festival?"

"The Foundation Festival?"

"Yes, it was this country’s tradition to hold the Foundation Festival every June."

The Holy Hilysid Empire was founded in June by the first Emperor Feyte Gracia. Therefore, a grand Foundation Festival was held every June, but after August ascended to the throne, the Festival was either greatly reduced in scale or not held at all, citing poor national circumstances. Some people praised this as an act of saving rather than wasting the national treasury, but of course, that wasn’t August’s intention. As he wasn’t a descendant of the Gracia imperial family, he didn’t want to commemorate this country’s founding. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

However, now Gracia had returned, and the Emperor had changed. To widely announce this, a grand Foundation Festival needed to be held.

"Come to think of it, you’re right. Has Emmett ever participated in previous Foundation Festivals?"

"It was from when I was too young so I don’t remember well, but I recall seeing brilliant fireworks bursting in the night sky. Though faint, I remember feeling joy."

"Since it’s one of the few festivals that common people can enjoy, the disappearance of the Foundation Festival must have been sad news for many children."

Liv’s eyes shone brightly as she imagined the Foundation Festival in her mind. Just thinking about the large-scale event she had only read about in books made her heart flutter. Perhaps noticing Liv’s mood, Emmett smiled gently and said.

"I’ll prepare it well as a surprise for you. I think I should shock you."

Originally, preparing the Foundation Festival was the job of the Emperor’s companion, not the Emperor, so Emmett was in charge of this Festival. Of course, Liv would need to be present at the opening of the Festival, but she didn’t particularly need to prepare anything.

"I hope there will be fireworks. I’ve never seen them."

"Of course."

"Ah, and flags hanging in the streets..."

"I won’t forget that either."

As she listed the aspects of the festival she wanted, Liv felt her heart swelling. She had certainly once resented this world for the endless misfortunes that came to her, but now it felt like a dream that she could talk about what she wanted while intoxicated with comfortable happiness. Looking at Liv’s dreamy face, Emmett just stroked her with a loving expression.

* * *

While one couldn’t dare say he was busier than the Emperor, the Imperial Consort was equally busy without a moment to rest. Currently, what Emmett was focusing on most was preparing for the Foundation Festival. From preparing festival events, crowd control, security, managing pickpockets, handling lost children, to inviting heroic knights who had achieved merit long ago - there were many things he needed to personally attend to.

"Your Grace, here is the knight deployment plan. We paid special attention to this area due to poor security."

"This part should be modified. If there are too many knights, it will be difficult to pass through the narrow streets."

"Here is the total festival budget summary."

"The amount allocated for the heroic knights is too small."

He was personally involved in every task to the point where officials were sticking out their tongues in amazement. As this was the first Foundation Festival to be held since Liv’s ascension, they needed to prepare a perfect festival considering its impact on her reputation. Also, it was Liv’s first festival. Although Liv wouldn’t be able to participate in the festival like ordinary people, she could watch the outside scenery from the palace.

Then, he fell into one concern.

’I want to prepare something special for Liv.’

Although this Foundation Festival wasn’t Liv’s birthday or their wedding anniversary, Emmett was always desperate to give more to Liv. While he couldn’t dare give her anything since she became Emperor, the Festival was different. He might be able to create special memories for Liv.

He reviewed the plans he had just made. Fireworks in white and gold symbolizing the imperial family. Decorating streets with pink flowers that Liv liked. Subtly incorporating Liv’s name meaning ’love’ to make ’Festival of Love’ the official name of this festival.

However, none of them seemed sufficient to create special memories for Liv. Then what would make Liv happy?

After much contemplation, he secretly called Liv’s head maid. As the one closest to Liv, she might know about Liv’s recent preferences.

"Head Maid, has there been anything Liv wanted recently, or said she liked?"

"Well, let me see... I’m not sure either. As you know, Her Majesty eats most foods well without being particularly picky, tends to praise artworks when viewing them, and usually says she likes most clothes and jewelry."

As the head maid said, Liv was someone who hardly disliked anything. Which meant it was equally difficult to know what she particularly liked.

Then at the head maid’s next words, Emmett’s body jolted.

"The only time Her Majesty shows her feelings greatly is when she sees Your Grace. After all, what Her Majesty likes most is Your Grace."

That was true. As the head maid said, Liv, who usually showed little emotion, freely revealed herself and easily cried and laughed in front of Emmett.

Wait, then the answer was with himself all along. No one would know Liv better than him, and what Liv liked most was also himself...

"Ah."

Emmett’s lips curved into a smile as he recalled something. Yes, he had found something that could make Liv sufficiently happy.

* * *

In a remote village located in a mountain valley where the path was so treacherous that outsiders wouldn’t dare enter. Though there weren’t many households, there was clearly a village formed there.

Hayden was there, breathing heavily and dripping with sweat. He looked around, dressed in a manner that didn’t look noble at all.

"Finally arrived..."

He was still wandering in search of Gracia family descendants. Although Liv had said it was fine to conclude now, Hayden himself hadn’t given up. He felt like he might find a clue if he looked just a bit more.

To obtain information, he was traveling throughout the country getting testimonies from elderly people. Thinking that Gracia descendants might have fled to remote villages, he personally visited villages in any difficult terrain. Since most people in the places Hayden visited didn’t even know the Emperor had changed, he had become used to explaining about Gracia’s restoration.

Knock knock knock...

"Is anyone home?"

Today too, Hayden habitually knocked on house doors and began collecting information from people.

"Gracia..."

At the question about knowing anything about Gracia descendants, the oldest-looking elder in the village drooled. Looking less like just elderly and more like a sage living in the mountains, he somehow made Hayden expect he would provide an answer to his question.

"I know nothing about Gracia descendants... I heard rumors that the imperial family rarely had children, but how could such precious descendants be outside the palace?"

"Hahaha, yes, that’s true..."

Realizing he had failed again today, Hayden laughed awkwardly. It seemed he wouldn’t be able to get any more meaningful results. Maybe he should return to the capital.

"But you know, when I was still young, a man from outside visited this village. He was traveling across the country and told us many interesting stories about the outside."

"Were there any stories about Gracia among them?"

Just as he was considering leaving this village, the elder’s continuing words stopped Hayden in his tracks.

"Yes, it was a story from about two hundred years ago, when the Gracia line was cut off."

He then relayed to Hayden exactly the story he had heard, and when Hayden finished listening, his eyes were shining with shock.

"Hoho, was that helpful?"

"Yes, it was definitely helpful."

He needed to go quickly and tell this story to Liv. He jumped up from his seat, imagining Liv who would be delighted to hear this news.