"𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝑬𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒓"
II
R18+ (mention of violence and bloods are to aware in this chapter)
Reaching another peak, I take a step upon the marbled floor just a few sounds amidst in steps. The whole palace made of gold and diamond marbled touch are planted upon each textiles and pillars of every corner. Each column of the hallways are reflected upon dimlights of crescent moon, looking so beautiful at this bloody night.
The servants passing by me are running in a hurry, gasping for air, few are crying while their dresses are reflecting some crimson bloods from slaughtering just few meter from where I am standing. Some of nobles who see me have their eyes falls upon my hands where and empty space and grasp is fallen.
"Help! Where are the royal guards?! ", I pursue to remain stoic as I remember what I've done with them, I put them under my spell in order to sleep. Not even a bomb will wake them up unless I say so. For an Olga destroying even a Kingdom is possible. But despite of our abilities, Olga have an immeasurable loyalty, though even rain floods with lava, or thunder bolts our own body, our loyalty remain in the person we chooses.
'Even if we choose someone who's taking life so easily'.
Just a few more steps and a very beautiful lady had stopped me, she's maybe a one of the hundred princesses produced by the Emperor from his concubines, her golden locks are swaying as her eyes was reflecting blue in fear and madness. Looking like a damsel in distress coated with atrocious visage.
"You! Stop him! Aren't you the young lady of Olga Marchioness? Stop him now! That monster will ruin the Empire! Aren't you specialized to stop him? Do it now hurry! ", she dare to pull my sleeves as her voice was filled with agony and unexpressive grievance and rage.
I remain stoic as I remain and restrain her from pulling my nine years old body even more,
She get a glance at me before raising her voice once again, sounding like a hysterical hypocrite bird upon a sandstorm.
"What are you doing?! Come on! You stupid kid! ", she forcefully grab my shoulder only for me take it as a chance to grab a light metal element hiding in the back of my coat.
"I don't need to stop him", she stopped as I grasp the blade without her knowing, suddenly pointing it near her chest where her beating flesh is located. She gasp as I slowly buried it, gushing her royal blood out.
"Y-you! ", I remain stoic as she back away only for me to hold her neck using my left hand, ain't letting her go. She stuggled before I finally take her life off, making her pain less. She coughed blood as I slowly whisper on her ears as her life is taken.
"The likes of you who abuses their power is just a useless pebble in the ring of his burning glory", I pull out the blade as her body drops in the floor. I once look at her, A pathetic being who leisurely lived their lives, abandoning the duty to protect the whole Empire and who abuses the authority place in her hands.
"May peace find you", even if you didn't begin the peace anywhere in this palace.
I sigh as I step away from the bleeding corpse, following the golden marbled track of the hallway.
Different sound of grunts and cries are being heard, panicking servants , tears and sobs, trembling hands and fear are all around. Blood are specially designed like an architectural paint in every corner.
I blink within my eyes, 'this is only the beginning'.
As my little feet have brought me in a very big door made of gold, the voices of fears and madness are even shrieked as bloodlust are rounded in every corner. Coming specially from him.
"Your majesty please spare us-ack! ",
"No! Please stop! ",
"Ahhhhh",
"This is not you Prince-",
I remain my eyes down as I hear a slashes of blood with my specialized hearing abilities, I hear everything even the mere few hearts beating in the hall, this palace is now a mere wrecked stones made for deaths of a hundred royal family members.
Suddenly , I hear a gasp from behind me, making me look back, only to see an old man with his posture reflecing a very respectable aura, yet now his former, firm self have lost it's composite, his slick back gray hair are now tnagled as his onyx orbs are relflecting horror and pain. Truely, unbelievable to imagine.
"Run, Raven! He will kill you too! ", the head butler said as he touches my shoulders with the most hysterical look on his face, his eyes are showing the looks of horror before then running past me then together with the other Royal servants who's following him, birds do flock together as they say. I remain stoic as they ran away with their tails between their legs, truely pathetic.
I once look at the golden door, never wanting to open it. Just like he said.
"I'll wait", I said as if wanting for him to know my existence before getting away from the said door and reach a corner where I found a clean spot away from bloods. I deep sigh before sitting without looking at my mannerism. With my knees in between my arms. I sit like a commoner, hearing everything as I find peace in my small comfortable place.
After a few seconds of waiting, a very graceful steps was been heard in my ears at the Royal Palace's door as 𝘩𝘦 finally exit the hall, with a grimace look in his face.
His blue orbs are looking so fine with it's beautiful withal range. His golden locks are swaying with glory, blood stains touches his royal dress yet his posture prove his power, humility and presence upon his own blood.
"Why are you sitting like a child in there Raven? ", his voice was cold as winter blizzard though his tone flaunts a rhythm of a short period of glory. He did it. What he think that he deserves.
"I'm a child though", he slowly take a keen glance upon my hands, "a child who have her hands with a blood of a royal, how beautiful", he look in my eyes then with a grimacing charade.
"Stand up", I immediately comply as he then pull a clean with a handkerchief from his suit, which I didn't know how to survive and remain uncrampled inside his pocket.
"Wipe that off", I carry out his order.
We both remain silent as a comfortable silent are filling the air.
"You won't ask me anything? ", I stopped before looking at him, "Are you hurt ?", he paused as my eyes continue to follow his.
"I'm not", upon watching his inconsistent good pause, I blink before searching a deeper look in his eyes,
I unconsciously open my small body as he looks at me confusedly, "what are you doing? ", weirdly expression are reflected upon his eyes. New to the world other than death and survival.
I didn't answer instead I dare to step and wrap my small arms around his yet to mature figure. I feel him stiff but then calm later on.
"What's this? ",
"A hug, that's what I heard from the commoners, this is to congratulate or comfort someone's lonely insides ",
"A Marchionne doing a commoner's action, isn't that unexpected? And you're doing it to me, A new Emperor? you're supposed to bow and give me acknowledgement you know", after his long words I didn't demand him to say more about what my punishment supposed to after hugging him instead, I just sigh before the opening my lips,
"But you are comforted aren't you? ",
I felt him stiff for a moment, his cool body started to warm as his expression then calm down when he begins to move his arms to wrap me around, "unexpectedly, I did",
"I become the sun now Raven", he whispers.
"Now, say it, ", I take a deep breath.
"Congratulations, our new Emperor, your 𝘏𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴"… our hug remain as casual as it is… I am his servant, 𝒉𝒊𝒎 the new Emperor.
"Raven, you once told me I'm a sun",
"It's true your Highness",
"Then can I refer you as a northern star?",
"Huh?",
"The brightest star who guides those who lost their way",
Right at that moment, the heart of mine felt emotions for the first time I receive an acknowledgement, I'm delighted.
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"Your highness don't tell me you become an Emperor just to do this?", his right eye opened up as he saw me. He then put the book out of his face before sitting in his favorable way.
As usual, even after reigning for a year he still sneaks in the garden and always lay down at the center of the maze road of the yellow roses. Laying down the tree of Narra. It's just a regular tree with very thick leaves. But unusually, it is placed in the centre. It is believed as the favorite tree of the first Emperor, beautifully still living until now.
"My schedule today isn't important at all", I sigh. His Highness is clearly someone who is a mighty and great ruler despite of having a ruthless side. But inside his unreadable expression and cold like winter gazes. He is a very close to everyman's easy friend. Laziness.
I sigh,
"Your Highness, I'm sorry but you need to go to your harem today", he looks at the sky, having an uninterested expression written in his face, though in others, they might thought of his face a stoic rock who isn't blinking at all a very unreadable one.
A harem was built for him, to produce heirs, though for almost a year all he did was to go there as if doing an attendance by scaring thw woman with his winter like gazes
"Raven why do you have to be an Olga? ", I blink before tilting my head,
"I also wonder about that your highness ", he looks at me,"Do you believe in the curse between our families? ", I look at him with the lenient gaze.
"I do your Highness", he sigh, "I told you no to call me your Highness anymore right? ", I remain silent before I bow down ,"this servant reflect upon her ignorance of etiquette last year your majesty".
"Shut it you idiot", I hide my grinning expression withing the unfading stoic face of mine as I watch him stand up before then looking at ne and then hugged me as he stepped forward. Putting all his weight on me making me sigh for the umpteenth times.
"A punishment of hugging a lady who's not you wife, lover or sister is death don't you know your Highness? ",
"Call the court who make that law and I'll kill him this instant", I just sigh, 'this lazy ignorant Emperor'… fortunately he is smart to know how to use his everything, even his power.
After a year of fuling the Empire began to prosper even more than before, nobles are too afraid to make mistakes and even touch the said this 'monster' of the Palace. After all, death is their pathway through him.
"If you're only not an Olga, I would choose you to be my Empress and do my works when I'm lazy instead ", I blink then sigh,
"That will not do your Highness, please let go of me, you're hugging me too tight",
Olga and Aeronaldia Familia is something that would not be tangled ever.
-𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒆𝒅 ➢