Chapter 322: Chapter 321
Recalling the cake he enjoyed in his dream, which was too sweet, he stared at it for a long ti before picking up the silver fork resolutely. A smile touched the corners of his mouth when he plucked up the courage to put a piece of the cake into his mouth. The snow-white cake didn’t feel sweet or fatty. The cake she said she made for the first ti surprisingly fit his taste.
“I’m honored to see you, the Sun of the empire.”
“Oh, you guys are done trading places. Thanks for your service. ”
It wasn’t a big cake, but he wanted to save so of it. So, he ca out of the office, holding the cake, when he noticed the royal knights on security duty holding pouches of various colors in their hands.
“What do you have in your hand?”
“Oh, this one is…”
“I asked you what that is.”
“Sir Monique gave it to us. She said she made it by herself…”
“… Give it to then.”
“Your Majesty…”
“I told you to give it to .”
‘Oh my…! I asked her to bring her first dish to only. But she also passed along the cake pouch to the royal knights escorting .’
He took the pouches from them with a sullen expression. Then he quickly turned, vowing he would dispose of the pouches before they touched them.
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“Co on, stab now.”
“Your Majesty…”
“I’m sorry to ask you to do this to . I appreciate your great service until now. I won’t forget it even if I die. ”
“Your Majesty!”
Behind the knights swallowing tears, those who made up the situation seed to laugh at .
At that mont I felt a surge of anger at them. I wanted to kill that old man with sparkling purple eyes. How could he hide such a an sche while pretending to be friendly to all along?
How stunned I was when their conspiracy that lasted for more than a decade was revealed!
When I realized what I had done for a long ti, it was too late.
After struggling with despair, I turned to my reason that I finally regained and tried to find a way to turn the tide. I was looking for a magical thod to correct my mistake, but it seed that it was too late.
“There is no ti. Hurry up.”
Hiding my bitter heart, I pretended to be composed. Although I understood their position, even now the enemies were approaching every mont.
“Your Majesty, please think twice about it…”
“Stop. Are you going to have suffer the disgrace of being captured by them? Even though I will be rembered as a bad emperor, I want to keep my honor. So, stab right now. Hurry up!”
“I’m sorry, Your Majesty. Forgive for not having served you faithfully to the end. ”
Drawing a dagger, Earl Penril, the Captain of the Royal Knights, charged toward with a scream. The mont he hit , I felt a burning shock in my chest.
Blood flowed down the cold sword.
“Earl Penril…This is my last request…”
“Please go ahead, Your Majesty.”
“Please bury my body in a place they can’t find… Please…”
“I will, Your Majesty. I will swear to Vita that I won’t let them touch your body at all.”
“Thanks… ”
All the energy was drained out of my body in an instant. The faces of the knights who shed tears faded away from my vision. It beca gradually difficult for to breathe.
Several people’s faces appeared in my blurred vision. My father, the emperor, who clicked his tongue and the empress looking at indifferently. The purple-eyed old man who laughed tenderly and the empress who shouted out loudly that it would not be easy to kick her out. The two dukes and marquis who always gave bitter advice and my concubine who looked up at , full of tears.
“Your Majesty, Daddy…”
A streak of tears ca down the face. This was not what I really wanted. Although I was always overshadowed by the shadow of my father, called the sacred emperor, which made resentful all the ti, it didn’t an that I wanted to end up like this.
The path of blood that had been spilt was so clear that I never excused myself by saying it was not my intention. What already happened was the thing of the past that I couldn’t do anything about, but I thought about at the last mont of my life . Obviously, I didn’t an it. It was not my intention.
Coughing up blood, I looked up at the sky, which gradually faded away like my receding anger and resentnt. All sorts of mories flashed through my mind, spanning my twenty-six years of life, which could be short but long.
Jeremiah la Monique, my dear mother.
When I was always lonely, hungry for love, it was like rain in a drought that I t her. So much so that I thought God gave her to , thinking pitiable. No, maybe she was a curse. If I had lived without knowing the feelings of affection, I wouldn’t have had to worry about the belated feeling of deprivation.
Unlike the emperor and empress who treated coldly, I liked her golden eyes looking at warmly, and taking care of in every way. Though it didn’t taste good, she brewed tea for . She stroked my head without fear and sotis scolded . Watching her treat without reservation, I thought that’s the way a mother was supposed to treat her child. Although she didn’t give birth to , I thought she was truly my mother.
Several days before my fifth birthday, I ca to discover the shocking fact that the empress was not my biological mother.
That’s what she said to coldly, whose words cut to the bone.
I could not forget the fact that the empress, whose love and attention I had been craving for so much, actually had nothing to do with , and that I got half the blood flowing through my body from a common woman.
Squatting under the tree, I shed tears alone. I thought I would never be loved by anybody, but felt comforted when I discovered I had a lady like the marquise. I hated that little girl opening her hands to the empress with a smile. I got mad about the little girl when my father, the emperor, who was always strict to , held her in his arms and humored her. It tore my heart out to see the marquise fixing her warm eyes on that little girl.
Why aren’t they treating like her? Why are they doting on her alone?
Is it because I have blood from a commoner woman?
I trembled when things like that ca to my mind. Perhaps my father, the emperor, hated because of that and that’s why he doted on her, who was born in a prestigious noble family.
I was filled with burning resentnt towards my biological mother. Why wasn’t my biological mother born to a noble family? Why did my father love a commoner woman and have her give birth to ?
Sad tears fell down my cheeks. I hated the baby girl who was so engrossed in their love and attention that I could not have despite my hard efforts.
I bit my lips tight. Wiping big drops of tears, I nodded at her. Then, a smile ca on her grimacing face. Her hands holding tightly trembled a couple of tis as if she patted . After calling the na of the marquis faintly, all the energy from her hands was lost. In no ti she cocked her slender neck to the side.
I scread at her to co to her senses, but her gentle voice was no longer heard. There was no more sparkling in her golden eyes that were always warm to .
I flopped down on the floor as my legs felt weak suddenly. I could hardly breathe because I was devastated. I didn’t feel like this when the empress died, but it seed that the world was empty with the death of my dear mother.
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