The prophecy
As the strikingly handsome emperor and his outstanding wife ascended on the well-adorned stairs. a pair of eyes, devoid of any emotions awaited them. His dark hair shows white linings, although he is still good shape, Conrad Regaleon Fergus' face showed signs of aging. He slightly nodded at Astrid, pertaining to the need for information on how the operation went. Normally, an injection would be sufficient to become temporarily numb then after many takes of this medicine, he or she shall be numb entirely, forever bereft of any feelings and emotions.
"It's a success, Your Majesty" Astrid replied, in a casual tone yet still formal. Her lips pointing upwards as to how everything went on her side. They, Logan and Astrid finally met the twins and even snatched them from that small place.
'Huh, serves you right Celestia'
No one can take anything from her, she, Astrid Vega Fergus can do anything she wants, she doesn't need love if it's not for her. She was born to be an empress.