Chapter 293 Granting Official Statuses
The seven young people didn't dare to say anything except a single youth, "Please don't say that father emperor, from the moment you found us, you treated us right and didn't wrong us in any way."
Logan turned to look at the youth who spoke, who was none other than Ernest. He was dressed in princely robes, and he kneeled on a single leg as he stated.
The other six also nodded but kept their mouths shut. It could be seen that they were also quite nervous.
Logan chuckled a little bit, feeling a little warm.
He had been in contact with this first son of his, Ernest for quite some years. Their relationship can be said to amiable and good but nowhere near close.
"Alright, all of you move to your designated seats..." Logan smiled at the 13 of them before he headed to sit beside Claire.
"All of the guests, please take your seats!" Hendrickson shouted, prompting the guests to go sit in available seats with the nearest being a few meters away from the seat of the subordinates.
In front of the Emperor's seat was thirteen little seats that suddenly appeared after the dull, yet short and simple marriage ceremony.
Evelynn sat on the far end of the right, near to the Emperess's seat. She viewed the ongoing proceeding with interest and worry.
The thirteen of them took seats in front of the emperor's seat and settled down in a trained manner.
To the left end of the thirteen seats were another five seats which already had been occupied by five people.
Actually, not one guest could recognize them which led to gossip and rumors being spread in this short amount of time since the beginning of the banquet.
But even the average person could see that some of those five were incredibly nervous, fidgeting around like they were going to be sentenced to prison in the next moment.
Hendrickson stepped forward as he took a glance at the crowd, "I'm sure you all recognized what had happened just now. It's just like all you have witnessed. The Emperor had just officially married the six of them right now, and granted them the official status of a concubine!"
He then pointed over a direction "As for those young people over there, they are none other than the emperor's children."
"This has been proved by the Bloodline Chamber, so none of us can say otherwise..."
The crowd gasped in astonishment. Some of them even suspiciously thought that they were the children of other men, but now they could understand that this was the result of the emperor's so-called 'adventures' when he was young.
They could guess this because all of those youths were at least older than Crown Prince Davis.
Meanwhile, Claire narrowed her eyes and thought, 'Concubines? Not Consorts?'
She was well aware of how Loret Empire ranks the women of the emperor, well, she learned this after hearing about Logan's secretive actions.
The highest title the wife of an Emperor could achieve is the title of an Empress, followed by Noble Consort, Consort, and Concubine.
This meant that they were three ranks lower than of her status and power.
She read from one of the history books in the Library that an Emperor of the Loret Empire could only have a single Empress, three Royal Consorts, six Consorts and a finite number of concubines, although the limit wasn't mentioned.
In the Royal Castle, it wasn't an exaggeration to say that the Empress holds the right to evict every one of the concubines out of the Emperor's Harem, regardless of the Emperor's will.
So if the Emperor wants his concubines to stay, then he must please the Empress to her heart's content.
Thinking about this, her heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
'He gives me full control over them?' Claire thought as she contemplated for a moment.
She then shook her head, 'Regardless of whether he gives me control over them or not, I can still erase their existences with a single wave of my hand...'
Claire's eyes shone with a cold light but she took a deep breath secretively and calmed herself down.
After the guests settled down and occupied the last bit of seats, Hendrickson once again opened his mouth, "As I said before, the emperor gave the six of them the status of concubines and didn't favor them just because they had a past relationship with him."
"In accordance with the laws of the Loret Empire, their status will rise according to the feat of the achievements they accomplish."
The six women who were just married to Logan glanced at each other.
More or less, they relatively had no conflict with each other, so it could be seen that they held little interest in increasing their statuses.
Actually, they were content and glad that they were able to meet him but they were disappointed that the other party held not even an ounce of affection for them.
"Of course, it goes without saying that their offsprings' accomplishments will also count towards their achievements," Hendrickson added.
Although the ladies weren't that much interested in raising their statuses for the moment, the same couldn't be said about for their offsprings.
Each of them carried a fervor that ignited in their hearts when they heard Hendrickson's words.
They wanted to let their mothers enjoy a life of luxury after all the things that they had experienced for their sakes.
Although their intensity of that idea varied, their thoughts were the same.
- I want to let my mother be free of burdens so that she could finally live her life the way she wants!
Such were the thoughts of those little grateful minds.
"Many of you would be thinking that what is up with this scenario... Many of you might even think of this event as a farce." Hendrickson smiled.
"Let me explain. There were three reasons why the Emperor wanted to conduct this marriage in this manner!"
"One, to officially marry them in front of countless witnesses and give them official statuses."
"Two, to introduce them and their backgrounds to the upper populace and have them acknowledged as the people of the Royal Loret Family at the same time!"
Speaking in a firm tone, Hendrickson looked over in a direction.
Everyone shifted their gazes at the direction he glanced and saw the 5 seats which were placed on the left end of the 13 seats.
One of the five stood up and walked over to the front a little bit.
It was a woman who had a pale complexion yet a dignified gaze seeped through her eyes.
"Emia Azon pays her respects to the Emperor and the Empress." She calmly said and bowed before turning to look at the crowd.