Chapter 93: Chapter 93

Empress mother Feyore felt unfathomable in her heart, the sun's absence made the imperial palace of Ambrose look like an iron cage that a bird was locked in and was rigorously flapping its wings to retreat unscathed. Her daughter Quare had gone to Gaerin for the peace treaty and marriage, then why did she felt such misery as if a storm was brewing, bats howling and vultures surrounding the magnificent palace of Ambrose made it seem like a palace of demons.

"Your majesty, General Azarios has asked for an attendance with his majesty the emperor and was heading to the sun pavilion-" Before those words could be completely said to convey the message, screams of horror and rage echoed throughout the imperial palace making Empress mother Feyore lose her balance somewhat and freeze. Those noises had enough capability to pierce her heart and a few years ago some similar kind of mourning cries have resonated throughout the royal hallways.

"W-What is happening?!" The woman along with her maids that gave her the way hurried outside.

"Your majesty there was an assassination attempt on the sun of the empire! General has already caught the sinners and saved our emperor."

After that the entire palace of Ambrose was covered in silence, servants did not talked and as if it seemed like they were walking on eggshells, their emperor was attacked and it was their General who saved their country.

Correct, till General Azarios was alive none would be able to harm them. If the male himself would have heard such words he would have laughed hundreds of times.

Emperor Alexander had already lost his consciousness when the imperial physician arrived with sweat beads forming on his body, Commander Seros along with several ministers were informed of the matter thus they rushed to the palace as soon as possible. The beast of Ambrose was in the dark dungeon with a sword in his arm and has already captured the men.

"This General would separate your limbs, would that be a joyous occasion for your comrades to tell this one who has sent you?" In reality there were only military guards in the dungeon since others did not possessed such heart to see so much gore, several other ministers stood outside the four walls and listened to the interrogation going on since an hour and shuddered with the horrifying wails.

The assassin was hired by an unknown entity that promised an abundant future for a certain amount of pain and torture, although the men did not had any idea who this entity was but when Azarios smirked in darkness there was only one person who could see his face- the leader of assassins bowed when the regal male with onyx irises nodded.

The leader had a bloody gash running his left eye yet when those smiling lips of a gladiator uttered a word soundlessly he saw it clearly- what were the words he had to say.

"Gaerin......we are the soldiers of Gaerin." Gasps could be heard all around as Azarios smiled...That bastard Baez wanted to bring whom from Gaerin?

That birth chart of the unknown woman who was pretending to be Princess Semeara looked too similar to be mistaken, it was he and his mother- Saintess Helixis who had prepared that chart for the little imperial princess of Gaerin, daughter of Prince Vzeus.

What had his mother told him in childhood? It was she and he himself that had dragon destinies.......she belonged to him.

Dare to covet this Prince's woman? Then cry blood tears, not only you but your empires too will pay for this sin.

In the thirteenth imperial day same as when Emperor Alexander was attacked, Prince Baez was sent a royal falcon unknown to any royal member of Ambrose, that had a clear instruction written- Ambrose has declared war on Gaerin.

No marriage would be there in between the empires and Prince Baez and Princess Quare were left on their own in Gaerin.

Take them as hostage or bury them alive, Prince Azarios would be pleased either way. In case they escaped then he shall be here always welcoming them on a journey to the Underworld.

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"This one feels that gods have shown mercy that the evil star is finally dead Yona, does wife agrees with husband's words?" Yona who was no longer sane sat like a statue in the corner of a dingy chamber of Prime Minister Artim's manor.

The news of Artilia dying had spread far and wide but before Yona could go and see her child one last time, the imperial family had informed that such disgraced woman shall be buried without a funeral. Prime Minster Artim felt so much joy at that moment.

"That whore Direze was dead after getting raped by Prince Ragel and her daughter also followed in the similar path."

"Artilia was your daughter too! MONSTER!" A loud crash with blood trickling down Artim's forehead made him bleed heavily.

"IMPUDENT!" The woman was backhanded roughly.

"Crazy bitch!" After several slaps and kicks Artim huffed and left the room.

Tears that were frozen looked at Prime Minster Artim's back with cold chilling aura. Ayrm, Artilia's younger brother who was locked in his chamber and was watching and listening to such words raised his head towards the skies and took an oath.

His mother was treated like a slave.

His sister died so tragically.

The imperial palace was a wolf's den and he a twelve year old child had earlier thought that he would soon die due to his weak body was now forced to think that no matter how much it pains he will live and take Artim's place. One day a rebellion would rise and he will be the first one to strike.

The goddess would listen to him.

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Gaerin was drowning in misfortune, it was only a day ago when Prince Ragel visited Prince Baez yet upon not finding him or his sister assumed that they shall be off to the imperial palace and would return soon, hours passed as the sand that was held tightly into a fist flowing away with winds yet they never returned.

Prince Baez had escaped with his sister Princess Quare.

The moment King Kyzm was informed as such, a huge premonition fell and as if all his apprehensions were coming to life, a pigeon carrier informed that Ambrose army was marching for Gaerin and the echoes of war resonated throughout the hallways. It was the last day of the eclipse yet it felt as if the goddess that arose with the darkness was looking down on the mortal realm and shall not go to sleep till all lands were drenched with blood.

"Princess..Princess cannot-" The servant was slapped so ruthlessly that she fell down on the ground and looked at the woman with fearful irises. Consort Jeansen's spies that served as Princess Semeara's(Lilith disguised) maids were trembling with how violent the usually graceful woman truly was, as if till now the elegance that was engraved deep in her bones was replaced with lust for vengeance.

Under the orders of King Kyzm, Princess Semeara's chambers where Artilia was disgraced and found dead were locked and the princess instead was given another pavilion yet this honey-eyed royal memeber listened to none as she barged inside the room.

"This one will cut off limbs of those that step inside after me, this princess has warned you now its your discreetion...you have courage? then follow me." It was only this hour that Princess Semeara(Lilith disguised) was found in the imperial temple praying and copying holy scriptures to ward of the evil and now she was barging up the room as if in a hurry.

Lilith closed the sagon doors slowly, as those eyes that were sharper than a hawk looked at the imporper sheets that were marred with a bloodstain. Delicate fingers tightened into a fist as a slow smile that was even more petrifying than a crazed beast graced her lips.

Madness danced in her heart and that beautiful fairy-like face that resembled a hellish creature accompanied by unfocused trembling fingers searched the bed. The laughter that bloomed from inside the closed chambers made the servants wide-eyed in dread as they stepped away from the doors and kowtowed endlessly.

The princess has lost her mind, she has gone insane.

Lilith held onto a glimmering bracelet made from Silian silver and applied so much pressure that its shape was disfigured as she crushed it, metal digging into her palms generated blood droplets that dwindled from her palm to the wrist and stained her entire hand.

"Baez" Not a whisper, that was a war-oath of a woman that had lost everything and could protect none.

The doors soon opened and Lilith emerged, although the women that were continuously kowtowing were unable to see her yet they felt as if all the sins they have committed would be calculated now.

"Your imperial princess could have been here instead of Crown Princess Artilia, It might have been this one that would have been dead instead of her. If your master fell to such danger and you could not prevent it what are you all accumulated to? Soldiers..."

The men bowed deeply as if understanding what to do with those useless servants.

"Kill them all by drowning." Fast-paced footsteps slowed down and now became harmonious with the veil coming off and being thrown to the floor after she wiped the blood on her hands using the silk cloth, insanity was concealed and a gentle smile with innocent gestures filled those features.

Truly an enchanting fairy from Northwestern mountains that seeped elixir, she resembled a pure violet lily under the rhythmic drizzling that gently fell on her petal body and wetted her entire being with sensuous charm, fragrant and beautiful, as if even if touched a little harshly she would wither.

Crossing numerous courtyards and being composed with a little frightened pace resembling a newborn fawn made servants stop and look at the lady in a stupor.

"This one wished to meet his majesty." The soldiers did not know that such a woman existed in the palace, was she a new concubine? Eyes that were dazed while watching her nodded before the men remembered that they could be killed for disrespecting a royal member and they removed their prying gaze.

"Y-Yes, what shall the lady be addressed as?"

"This one is the niece of his imperial majesty and I wish to see him due to the undue circumstances."

King Kyzm when informed of Lilith was astonished, why did that woman take off her veil, thus the soldiers were asked to escort the imperial princess inside without a single moment of delay.

Azure pleated skirt made from the lightest and most exuberant shades of silk pooled at her feet when the princess bowed down.

"Imperial uncle, this one is here after listening that Ambrose had declared war on Gaerin...then what about this princess's marriage to Ambrose." Kyzm looked at the woman infront of him with raged irises.

"What marriage?! Your homeland is immersed in war and you are thinking of yourself-" Quickly the frail figure trembled and bowed to her knees.

"Imperial Uncle it is not this princess that one is concerned of, his majesty has given me a rare opportunity to redeem myself, one is concerned of mother and father. Will his imperial majesty, the sun of empire punish my imperial father if this princess did not get married?" Kyzm smiled yet there was only cold indifference in those irises.

"Vzeus has rebelled against this empire and the charge of rebellion is the extermination of an entire household. One would not be able to spare either you or your mother along with Vzeus. Furthermore, your mother's family- Count Izar's would follow as well, men would be killed and women banished."

Emperor Kyzm was completely aware that Vzeus and Lyra were dead yet till their daughter was alive he would squeeze her till the last drop of blood and make use of it.

"N-NO! Imperial Uncle mercy!" Tears trailed down those misty irises as Lilith cried so pitifully that it looked like she was being bullied to the dead end.

"T-This princess has heard that the King of Daxtros- His highness Qiza is looking for a concubine....this one will become his concubine! One will do whatever imperial uncle asks of this one, just spare my family.

I-If his majesty does not trust this princess, his majesty can send Prime Minister and other high-ranking officials with this one to Daxtros....one will not have any other thoughts and bring glory to your majesty!"

As if a thunderbolt had fallen upon Kyzm's head he looked at the crying pitiful woman and realized that she indeed was exquisite and can enamor any male unless he was not dead. If Lilith, Kyzm's niece marries into the imperial harem of Daxtros then he will be inlaws with King Qiza.

This matter was long ago thrown at the back of his mind yet now when she said it like this- he can ask King Qiza to help in fight with Ambrose. Such an opportunity can never be forsaken.

Honey irises that had reddish hue of a carnal beast looked at Kyzm and from underneath her lashes.

The dragon has returned for his throne Kyzm.