
Emperor Raymond opened the door of Empress Shopia's room roughly. His eyes looked around the green room. Empress Shopia loved the color green. Until the furniture, curtains and paint are green.
Emperor Raymond's eye caught the figure he was looking for. He stepped up, meeting Empress Shopia who was joking with Elma's servant. In fact, he was astonished at the closeness of both. But he had to overcome that astonishment. It's not time to be surprised, but there's something more important.
"Empress."
The two women stopped their laughter. Then turning his head, Empress Shopia and Servant Elma glanced at each other. Both felt an unpleasant feeling. That murderous gaze, a gaze that Emperor Raymond often thirsted for blood for each of his enemies.
"Get out." Emperor Raymond's thrashing glanced at Elma's servant.
The servant glanced at his lord, asking permission for his departure. And directly in his nod.
"What's up, Sire?" Empress Shopia asked gently. At the pull of both corners of her lips, formed a sweet smile.
But in reality, the sweet smile he made did not melt his anger.
"What do you mean to approach Concubine Lucia?" Ask Emperor Raymond. He does not believe in his gentle demeanor and will forever never believe it.
"What does His Majesty mean?" Ask back Empress Shopia. He did not understand what Emperor Raymond meant.
Empress Shopia's eyes sharpened. The accusation stabbed deeply into his heart. He never thought of hurting Consort Lucia. Even if the woman came back to Emperor Raymond. Wanting to, he slapped her. Not that she was afraid, but she still valued the man in front of her as her husband. "At least, a fingernail. I never intended to harm Consort Lusia. My goodness, it is pure from my heart, Sire. If you don't like me, you don't have to accuse me like this." His lips trembled, holding a curse in his heart.
"It is precisely that, I know you don't like me treating Concubine Lucia well. The Queen has a purpose. Don't try to touch my empress. I reiterate, Concubine Lucia is mine. If you touch it even a little bit. I won't stay silent."
His heart was instantly shattered like dust scattered somewhere. His soul seemed to be lost from his body. The man he loved all this time. He accused her for her love. As sick as his heart was, his mind was never caught up in committing crimes against Consort Lucia.
"Stay away from him, I don't want you to harm him. I'm not the man you fooled."
"Hate that, Sire to me. Can't your Majesty see my sincerity and kindness."
"If I'm evil, I've been scolding him for a long time." Empress Shopia tried to explain gently. For him, anger should be countered with tenderness.
Emperor Raymond smiled cynically. "I don't believe it. The Empress doesn't have to fool me or blind me. Because I know, a jealous woman can plunge her into evil. It could have been, the Empress did it in collaboration with Duke Luke."
Empress Shopia's hands clenched. He was accused, he didn't matter, but not to his father. Duke Luke, so gentle. A sage who always pays attention to tenderness for his son. Right, his father doesn't like Concubine Lucia. However, his father never told him to have any evil intentions. Even if he was intent on evil. He was sure that his father had a million infinite kindnesses and gentleness.
However, the man in front of him was so hearty to accuse his father of committing a crime. The man who helped his throne. If it were not for his father, the man who was husband and an Emperor would never have occupied his throne.