Saving The Abandoned Empress

189 “The Past: Regrets”

Audience room, Imperial Palace~

(Six months after the extermination of Dalton Duchy and Eleanora’s execution.)

“Your Majesty, No matter what, she was our empires hero! You can’t disrespect her deceased body like this!”

“This is right, Please let us bury her. She was our commander after all.”

“Give her a last mercy, Your Majesty!”

The emperor, who was sitting on the throne looked at the knights with his narrowed red eyes, which had dark circles because of the lack of sleep.

His legs was crossed over another, as he rested his face on his palm, which was clenched into a fist.

“...Mercy?”

The emperor spoke as his lips smriked into a bitter smile, who didn’t got mercy from her for the last six months.

.....

Guilt, sorrow, regrets, frustration- everything was eating him up from inside.

The knights of the third squadron trembled a little as the emperor’s chilly voice echoed in the silent audience room.

Even the normal civilizations started to talk about the fact how the emperor didn’t buried her dead body and froze it with magic.

Everyday, every second feels like a hell to the emperor; who is slowly getting everything right.

The rebellion plan of Duke Raven, the corruption between the palace officers.

Everything was pre-planed.

Even his aid, Sir Brayden was also poisoned and controlled by them along with him.

But the emperor decided to ignore them, he was like a soulless person.

Living because he is breathing.

Nothing more, nothing less.

‘...Are you seeing it, Empress?’

‘Look, how much they love you...’

‘They aren’t even afraid of dying for you,’

‘And, you was right... The curse you gave me before dying has already started to work... You should be happy, Am really suffering.’

In the past six months, the whole palace turned upside down.

He didn’t made Jennifer the empress, which resulted to create more mess.

As he didn’t wanted anyone else to sit on the place where she used to sit.

The emperor fumbled the sword tassel she once gave him, in his hands without caring about the kneeling knights.

“...I don’t want to,”

He replied coldly and directly that he didn’t wanted to bury her body, which resulted everyone to look at him with horror.

“...WHAT’S THE MEANING OF THIS, YOUR MAJESTY?! SHE IS ALREADY DEAD!

WHAT DO YOU STILL WANT TO PROVE BY DISRESPECTING HER LIKE THAT?!”

The other knights tried to stop Sir Charles, who shouted out among the knights as he stood up.

“WILL YOU EXECUTE ME TOO?! DO IT THEN!”

“Sir Charles, please stop!!”

“You can’t talk to the emperor like this!!”

“Apologise right now!!”

Sir Charles gritted his teeth as he recalled the scene of Eleanora’s execution.

“She was so good... At least let her have some peace after dying!!”

“YOUR MAJESTY!!!”

Unlike how everyone expected the emperor to get angry and give an execution order for Charles, the emperor just stood infront of him coldly.

“Yeah, she was so good... And am only letting you go because of her;”

Saying that, the emperor left; leaving behind the chaotic situation for Brayden to handle.

Walking past the emperor’s palace, he stood infront of the abandoned palace and dismissed the knights.

He walked inside as he kept dropping his robes one by one because he felt heavy.

The crown on his head felt like a burden to him.

For the past six months, he didn’t dared to visit her, see her motionless frozen body.

Today, he finally decided to be courageous.

He was only left with a pair of black trousers and a white shirt which has been beneath of his robes, when he reached the highest room of the mansion.

The room was dark and cold, as magicians casts spells on her everyday and the medicines used on her to keep the body frozen, her body had turned hard and cold.

Cathain put down the crown from his head as he approched the coffin barefoot, where a beautiful girl was laying down with her eyes tightly close.

Which will never open again.

Wearing a beautiful white dress, her arms was crossed as she was laid upon white roses.

Her silver hair, which was coloured red because of her blood had been washed off long ago.

But her face was paler then before and her pink lips had losts it’s colour.

Then his gaze fall on the long stitch mark on her neck, which reminded him that she will never wake up again.

Her jewel like blue eyes won’t turn away shyly if he gets close or her pale cheeks would blush in embarrassment.

Cathain kneeled down beside the coffin as he silently stroked her face with his fingertips.

“...Hey, how are you?”

“You must be happy now... Right?”

Gentleness filled his red eyes as he started to play with her eyelashes and hair.

At first, he found it hard to speak but gradually he started to talk normally.

“You finally got rid of me, am no longer with you to restrict your freedom... Tell you to not make befriend any guy... You must be feeling free,”

He put his another hand above of the coffin and tilted his head to rest on it, as he continued to talk with her.

“Those guys still likes you a lot... They just fought with me, to bury you... To snatch you away from me, but don’t worry. I didn’t did anything to them.”

“I know you won’t be happy if i do that...”

“Am sorry for everything i did... I-I just couldn’t bear it when someone looks at you, the way i looked at you...”

“I would knew it immediately, whenever someone looked at you with greedy eyes... Trying to covet what’s mine...”

“I would get angry at you , because i couldn’t explain or express how i felt...”

“Am sorry, for hurting you... Because of my greediness, i never wanted to share you with others but at the same time, i kept hurting you...”

“I should’ve understand, we were so much like each other... Like the way i didn’t liked seeing you with others, you must have felt the same away too.”

“I should’ve known you better earlier... Am sorry,”

Cathain spoke as he took her cold and hard hands into his to kiss it, before he put his forehead on her hands.

“Am sorry... Sorry... Am sorry... Can you give me another chance?”