Foreword

─ Get up

I clench my teeth hard, if I wasn't the future Emperor I would have already punched his face. I listen as the murmurs start to rise in the Hall and I swallow heavily following his instructions.

─ I do not allow you to take the oath.

I clench my hands into tight fists and calm the anger I feel rising in my body. His eyes dart to my fists and an arrogant smile I've grown accustomed to graces his face.

He may be quite a handsome man, but what he's doing right now is unjustified.

─ Your Majesty.

I say turning to the Emperor ignoring his rude son.

─ I do not understand this misunderstanding.

The man is in a state of surprise at the same level as those present at the banquet.

─ Regus, I hope you have an explanation for this embarrassment.

I sigh a little, the Emperor is the only one who can deny me the oath.

─ Father, I'm sorry I interrupted Miss O'cadhla's oath banquet in such a showy way. But I cannot allow the woman I love to take such an important oath.

The figure of the presumptuous man arrives at my side and tries to take my hand, however, I turn away from him and look at the Emperor who is speechless.

─ I don't think the Crown Prince should make such jokes at this point.

I say without hiding the anger in my voice.

─ Your Majesty.

I rush to his father, trying to extricate him from his son's deception.

─ I will forgive the actions of the Crown Prince if I swear allegiance to the Empire and finally become an Imperial Knight.

The hope I had in my heart plummets when the Emperor opens his mouth.

─ ¿Has my son fallen in love?

No

─ That's what I said, father.

─ Are you ready to get married and finally take the throne?

No, no, no...

─ That's what I plan to do.

Finally the Emperor returns his sight to my body and suddenly an enormous desire to cry fills my chest.

─ Ellian O'cadhla, I have been able to recognize your bravery when I saw you wield a sword, I have seen you as a great magician in your apprenticeship with the archmage of the Main Temple. And I have known your valuable political knowledge. There could not be a more valuable woman to become Empress.

Again the Crown Prince walks by my side and looks at me with his eyes full of rancor, that man is not in love with me. How come they can't see it?

─ Could you take this old Emperor's request and accept my son's proposal?

The man suddenly just forgot that the aristocracy of the entire Kingdom is gathered here.

─ I'm sorry.

I say falling to my knees and asking the Emperor for forgiveness.

─ I know that any woman in my position would be proud and would welcome it with open arms. But your Majesty. I refuse.

I do not raise my head from the ground, however an uncomfortable silence settles in the room.

─ Such a beautiful and intelligent woman should not kneel before anyone.

The Prince's hands lift me off the ground and he hides me in his arms through a forced hug, others may think he is consoling a woman who has just rejected him, but only I know the truth.

─ You have not sworn allegiance yet, you are not a knight and I have in my hands the necessary evidence to punish your entire family for treason. Want to die?

No matter what you do, it's not worth fighting on. Will I always end up dead because of this man?

─ Give me 100 days Miss. In a hundred days I will win her heart.

The proposal made at the top of his lungs is a warning, accept it or die again.

─ I accept.

I spit out the words and feel my body being lifted into his arms.

─ I will make her the happiest woman in the world.

The only thing that reassures me is knowing that Cordelia will appear soon. I need his first love to come along so this crazy fuck will leave me alone, in the meantime I'll play this stupid thing if it keeps my head on my neck.