Living As the Villainess Queen - chapter-63-hidden-meanings
Chapter 63 – Hidden Meanings
By now, it was routine for Kasser to always pull out the silver platter
located to the right of his desk before he’d get any work done in early
mornings. The platter held a multitude of letters, promptly delivered by
the Grand Chamberlain. Scanning the pile of envelopes, he stopped as soon
as he saw a single letter with a golden wax seal.
Only the Sang-je used gold wax, which would mean this was an important
These letters were more often than not advisories or notes to the knights
and were sometimes categorized as classified, different from the everyday
mail he would see on the silver platter.
He quickly snatched the letter, set aside the platter, and hastily
unsealed it. As he read through the contents, his face slowly drained of
all color before he froze completely.
“Grand Chamberlain!” He called out, and the doors to his office,
which was connected to the Grand Chamberlain’s smaller office, promptly
“Yes, Your Majesty?” The Grand Chamberlain took a step forward as he
replied, bowing in greetings.
“When did this mail come through?”
“It was this morning, Your Majesty.”
“Who brought it in?”
“It came early in the morning by a mail coach. There was nothing
different in the time, or the postman, Your Majesty. Would you like me to
acquire further details?”
“… No. That won’t be necessary,” said the King before he gestured
the other away.
Then, Kasser reread the letter. Trying to commit the letter to memory,
dissecting it with great care.
There was no doubt in his mind that it was indeed the Sang-je himself,
who’d signed the letter. After all, using the Sang-je’s signature had
to undergo a series of procedures to assure authenticity and
confidentiality. This was more time consuming than a normal seal.
The king would then receive the letter, delivered by the Sang-je’s
knight before the knight would head back with a reply from the receiver
to his master.
It’s not a confidential letter, but…
In hindsight, there was nothing special about the letter. It was but a
general greeting. However, Kasser wasn’t close enough to exchange
personal letters with the Sang-je. He did not feel any need to develop a
certain friendship with the Sang-je either. Kasser had married and
didn’t need anything further from him.
The Kingdom of Hashi traditionally was literally and figuratively far
from the Holy City. Other kings frequented the Holy City. Some spent the
active periods in their own kingdoms, and when the dry periods commenced
moved to the city.
But the King of Hashi never left his kingdom, save a few occasions to
visit the Holy City: when the Sang-je had summoned, and for his marriage.
Kasser never felt comfortable staying in the Holy City. But ever since he
was crowned king, he had to visit the Holy City during the start of every
dry period. He also needed to get married to procure an heir to the
throne. And the best part of being married was that he no longer had to
visit the city as often.
He re-read the last line of the Sang-je’s letter.
The gate of the city is always open and will never turn you and your
sufferings away. Please convey my regards to Jin Anika as well.
It was merely a formal expression. It was no secret that the Sang-je
treasured the Anikas, so it wasn’t unusual that he would send his
But this letter wasn’t an ordinary letter.
The Sang-je would always send out two letters a year, a letter of
encouragement before the start of the active period, and a letter of
consolation right after the active period. As he had received this letter
since he was a prince, he assumed that all the other kings received the
He pulled out a letter of encouragement he received earlier that year. On
the bottom of that letter was the same line. It always said…
The gate of the city is always open and will never turn a blind eye to
Kasser then ordered the page to bring in all the letters from the Sang-je
he had ever received as king. He spread out the letters on his desk,
comparing them and carefully noting the closing line of each and every
Without fail, they concluded with the same sentence every time. He never
paid much thought or attention to that final line; he didn’t regard it
as the main message of the letter after all.
How odd! He mused to himself as he studied the latest letter he’d
Now that he was reading the line carefully, he realized that they
weren’t words of comfort. The words held a greater purpose as if some
sort of demand– the kings were required to report to the Sang-je if
anything was wrong with the Anikas they were with.
Maybe I’m just over-analyzing this? He didn’t have anything to report
to the Sang-je, nor did he need his help.
Except for the queen’s memory loss.
But that was something that he made sure no one outside the palace knew
about. There was no way the Sang-je would suspect something had happened
in the Kingdom of Hashi. He’d always finished his letters with the same
remark. It was nothing new.
Nonetheless, Kasser couldn’t ignore his intuition, the one that’d
kept him alive to this point, which told him there was more to this line.
He sat back down and took out a piece of parchment and pen, as he decided
to reply, thinking the Sang-je would send a more direct letter if there
was anything he needed to say. His hand hovered over the paper in
thought, before he wrote down with smooth and swift strokes, articulating
everything in a formal and respectful manner.
As he wrote the letter, Kasser pretended nothing was amiss, and that Jin
Anika had certainly not lost her memory. Then, he outlined with great
care his gratitude at receiving the unexpected letter. He included words
of flattery, and a few more which held no meaning to him if only to
prompt a reply from the Sang-je.
He needed to be careful.