Chapter 8: Harmony
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Unknown pov
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My hands were shaking when I pushed the empress inside the lake. The fact that she can’t swim was already known to me when I secretly investigated her weakness, I married her to kill her. People might call me selfish, but I love power.
I rushed inside my room and removed my clothes. I was not scared because I had planned everything and I knew no one saw me when I pushed her. A smile was formed on my face before I drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, I woke up early with a smile on my face. I looked outside and my smile widened, ‘’A great morning.’’ I said and stood up from the bed. Immediately, one of my servants opened the door without knocking, ‘’your noble consort!’’
I frowned but smiled when I saw it was my most trusted servant. His face looked shocked and he was sweating. I frowned again, feeling uneasy, ‘’Wh…what?’’ I stammered, ‘Has my plan failed? Did she send soldiers that are on their way to me?’ my thoughts were interrupted when my servant spoke.
‘’Her imperial highness had woken up.’’
I found myself standing in front of her room. I glanced at the other consorts and frowned, ‘’Stupid.’’ I muttered underneath my breath, they looked so worried that I did not know whether they were faking it or not. Immediately, her door opened.
Ever since the day I watched her come outside her room, her attitude changed, she would always smile at me whenever we pass each other, she always has that stupid smile on her face which always irritates me. Maybe it's time to talk to the boss, a man I do not know his name or face, all I know was his obsession with the empress…..
Emma sat on her throne and was biting her nails, her body was with the council members, but her thoughts were elsewhere. She had only one question on her mind, ‘where to find the female lead.’ All she knew was that the female lead had blond hair, green eyes, a gentle personality and she grew up with her first consort.
Suddenly she stood up, her eyes widened, ‘’she grew up with the first consort.’’ she started laughing like a mad woman, she immediately stopped when the hall became quiet, she looked down and saw the arguing people looking at, ‘’Ahem.’’ She cleared her throat. ‘’You all are right and have great suggestions, I will think about it and get back at you.’’ She turned and walked away with a smile on her face.
She suddenly stopped walking and turned still smiling, ‘’Lilly set up the garden, I’m going to have tea with the first consort in my garden, prepare a strawberry cake for us.’’ Her smile widened when she saw the third consort, ‘’My baby, do you want to drink tea with mama?’’ the third consort nodded with a smile on his face.
The first consort froze when he heard that the empress wanted to drink tea in her garden. He couldn’t stop smiling as he ran towards the direction of the royal garden, but upon reaching the garden his smile dropped, the empress wasn’t alone, she was laughing at something the third consort said.
He almost turned to leave, but his name was called, ‘’Winston.’’ He froze, the smile was back on his face, she actually knew his name, she had always called him, ‘You.’ Hearing his name from her mouth for the first time felt different, he walked towards them and bowed to the empress, he turned to the third consort who suddenly stood up to bow, but the empress stopped him, ‘’Aww come on William, no need to bow, we all are family.’’
Emma smiled and tried picking up the tea-cup on the table, but her trembling hand couldn’t allow her, she was sitting face to face with her two potential killers, Winston Anderton, her first consort, whom she forced to marry her, and a grand duke, William Talon, her third consort and the leader of a very deadly assaination group, she looked up at their faces and gulped, deadly yet so freaking hot.
‘’Why don’t the other consort join us?’’ without waiting for them to reject or agree, she turned and commanded one of the servants waiting on her. Ten minutes later, Emma’s trembling hand didn’t stop, she was facing her five potential killers, ‘’Shit.’’ She cursed underneath her breath.
‘’I wasn’t the best wife ever since we all got married, I know everything I did was way out of line, forcing you all to be here....’’ Emma's smile didn’t leave her face, she knew she was saying something that didn’t make sense and her head had started hurting from the nonsense coming out of her mouth.
‘’Let us all live together in peace and I promise to try and love you all equally. You can all get your own mistresses if you want, it isn’t illegal to get one, but if someone among you all wishes for a divorce, then I shall grant i…’’ Emma didn’t finish talking when she suddenly flinched, her five consorts were glaring at her, Her palm suddenly became sweaty, she gulped, ‘’O… of cou…course i… I will m… miss you all.’’ She felt like a prey sitting in the mist of her predators.
‘’We.’’ The first consort began to say, but suddenly stopped, he shook his head and started again, ‘’I do not want a divorce nor do I want to have any mistress.’’
‘’Me too.’’
‘’Me too.’’
‘’Me too.’’
Emma turned to the third consort, he was the only one that didn’t say anything, Curtis?’’ she called out to him. The second consort turned to her, ‘’O…..of course m….me t..to..too.’’ Emma's eyes was he that reluctant to stay, he was her second favourite person in the novel, he can’t be the killer right?
For thirty minutes Emma and her five consorts were laughing and drinking tea. The servants that were waiting on the empress couldn’t help but smile, The palace had never felt this happy in a long time.
‘’Ahh, Winston, you grew up with a girl, right?’’ Emma, who had already felt comfortable, smiled at the first consort as she questioned.
The first consort's eyes widened, he wasn’t expecting this kind of question, ‘’Yes.’’ He answered without meeting the eyes of Emma who was smiling without noticing the sudden change in the atmosphere.
‘’What is her name?’’
‘’Adeline.’’
‘Yes!’ that was the female lead name ‘’where is she now?’’ Emma asked excitedly. She was finally going home.
Winston looked at Emma, he wanted to know what she wanted to do by asking him this question, ‘’Dead, you killed her, don’t you remember?’’
‘Fuck.’ That was all Emma could think of.
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