Saving The Abandoned Empress

32 “Eleanora’s New Wings”

Eleanora’s Pov, Earlier of the day ~

When i lifted ny head up to see, whom i have bumped into, i was horrified again.

But i tried my best to keep it within myself. No, I can’t collapse every time i see him. I need to face him and overcome my fears sooner or later.

Right then, Dominic extended his hands towards me and i took his hands to stand up.

I accidentally took a peek up at him and saw he held a look of anger in his face and the hand he had stretched out having stopped midway as i took Dominic’s hands instead of his.

We both greeted him and his response to me shocked the hell out of me.

Not using any formalities while talking with you?

Who are you trying to fool, mister?

I wasn’t even allowed to call you by your name, in the past.

.....

Now you are telling me that it’s okey for me to not use any honorifics?

The more i stared at his red eyes, the more i see the twenty six year old Emperor Cathain in the fourteen years old boy.

Then i suddenly started to feel sick again. But Dominic was here this time, he didn’t died like in the past.

This made the future already very different from the past. This wasn’t the trial grounds.

The crown prince wouldn’t be able to kill me without a valid reason in front of a witness.

But then he suddenly moved his hands to touch my forehead and i unconsciously took a step back, resulting my back bumping into Prince Dominic’s chest.

He also caught my trembling shoulder out of physical reflection.

I looked at Dominic’s golden eyes when i suddenly heard the crown prince sneer, which was more like a smrik.

And i froze.

This is his smile, that he puts on when he doesn’t like something.

The crown prince had never loved me but I knew he had loved to possess me in our past life.

I was something that he owned, no one was allowed to touch me.

So now, seeing someone else holding me like this right in front of him?

Well, if Dominic wasn’t from an allied kingdom and my cousin, I was sure he would have been dead or down in the cells already by now.

Or at least the crown prince from my past would have done that.

I never knew him well at this age but I could only imagine he was much the same.

When the door to the small meeting hall finally clicked open behind us I felt my body begin to relax.

I was still on edge, but i was trying my best to keep my image.

When Dominic explained the situation to avoid any further misunderstanding, i felt somehow relief.

The emperor stop my father and i knew if he protested, it would only be bad for us.

So i gestured him to say i was okay and then left with the crown prince as ordered.

...

I walked away in breathless silence. Was it because I felt so tense? Or was it because of his brutal coldness?

Suddenly, I felt my fever rising up. When I closed my lips tightly, I let out a hot breath unconsciously.

My head was pounding, so I squeezed the hem of my skirt tightly unconsciously.

‘Hang in there a little more, Eleanora. You can do it’

Trying to straighten up as I felt wobbly, I soon came out into a spacious field where there were a lot of wagons lined up.

I sighed with relief and bowed to him.

“Thank you for escorting me here, Your highness, The crown prince. Let me leave now.”

“Sir Ethan!”

He turned away, ignoring my goodbye, and called a royal knight nearby.

When the knight came near, he said with a cold voice, “Get a wagon ready as soon as possible. I’m going to go to the Dalton Duchy.”

“Yes, Your highness!”

I opened my eyes wide. What the heck is he talking about?

He stared at me after giving him the instruction.

Obviously, he was annoyed.

At that moment, it occurred to me that the crown prince wanted to escort me to my house since the emperor didn’t specify how far he should go in escorting me.

He had to escort me to my house because he didn’t want to get blamed by the emperor.

I came up with the most realistic thought.

I hurriedly lowered my eyes as i was afraid that I might annoy him all the more when he was already feeling bad.

I kept trying to pull myself together as I felt wobbly, biting my lips. I comforted myself, vowing I would stick it out a little longer.

After a few moments, I saw an ornate wagon engraved with the crest of the royal family approaching us.

I got in the wagon nervously.

I fixed my eyes on my folded hands on my knees, and I raised my eyes at someone’s gaze.

I didn’t know what he was thinking at the moment, but the crown prince was staring at me.

The moment I breathed heavily with nervousness, he took his gaze off of me and looked out the window.

Again, heavy silence fell inside the carriage.

I barely arrived at my mansion and got out, helped by the knight. I felt like I was alive now and it took me unusually long to get back home today.

Had I been alone with him a little more, I thought I might have suffocated.

When I adjusted my clothes and said goodbye, him who fixed his eyes on the window until I got off still didn’t looked at me.

“Your Highness, Am honoured by-”

Bang!

The carriage door closed before I could finish my words. I smiled bitterly, looking at the wagon disappearing gradually.

With my hand on my stinging forehead, I walked into my house with a heavy heart.

Maria rushed to me, the moment she was informed about my arrival. I felt very sick, so i went to take a bath first.

...

In the bathroom, i stared at the celling as the other maids helped me to bath.

The maid’s still gasped a little, when they saw the mark at the right side of my upper chest.

It was black in colour, looking like some tattoo that people get done with magic powers nowadays.

In the shape of two crescent moons facing outwards, which was the proof of me getting the same authority and power as Saintess Ariande.

But it seemed like to me a butterfly, whose wings were torn and then the two moon become it’s new wings.

Like mine... How my previous wings were torn apart by him and now am trying to get a new wings to fly again in this life.