Hurts! Shopia Empress

eps. 20: Meeting

"Elma, I'm tired. I want to get out" said Empress Shopia. Elma's servant understood, if her Empress came out of the palace. He also helped Empress Shopia get ready. As usual use an ordinary dress and a black robe that covers her body from the tip of her foot to her head.

"Let's Queen, do we need to ask her permission?"

"No need." Answer the Queen flat. He was convinced that Emperor Raymond would spend his time with Consort Lucia.

Arriving in the Capital. Empress Shopia got off the horse-drawn carriage. He chose to walk, enjoy the city and the night air.

"Sir, I've brought warm clothes .."

"I don't want anything to warm my body." Cut Empress Shopia. Because he needed the cold to get rid of the heat of his heart.

Elma's servant reattached the warm shirt to her right arm. He followed the master and occasionally his eyes glanced at the shop. Right in front of the restaurant, Empress Shopia stopped her steps. His feet stepped towards the restaurant. But who would have thought, someone hit him and his body turned and then staggered backwards. With a swift blue-toothed man it grabbed the waist of Empress Shopia.

The night wind whirled, the black mane of Empress Shopia waving. But their eyes still clashed with each other. There was a tremor in his chest when he saw the beautiful bead of the face on the woman in his arms. He had never felt it before. Even just to touch another woman he felt disgusted. But not with the woman in front of him, he was so eager to stroke her cheek.

"Mrs." Exclaimed the Elma maid who felt strange with the male gaze before her. Undeniably, the face of the man is very handsome. He never saw the man in the palace.

"Em, can you let me go." There is no sahutan, Empress Shopia tries to resuscitate her reverie. "Master can let me go."

"Ah, yes sorry." Said the man who wore the typical clothes of ordinary knights.

Empress Shopia tidied up her uncluttered dress. He tried to remove his awkwardness.

"Em, I'm sorry sir. I didn't realize it." Empress Shopia's eyes caught her right palm bleeding.

Elma grabbed his shirt pocket. Then handed. The green handkerchief is now in the hands of Empress Shopia. Without any hesitation, Empress Shopia folded the length of the handkerchief and grabbed the hand of a man she did not know. He deftly tied the wounded hand with his handkerchief.

"Here you go, be careful next time, sir." He said while smiling. He thought that the man in front of him was a palace soldier who was checking the state of the Capital.

"Come, Elma." Empress Shopia continued her steps. He climbed the stairs to the restaurant's glass door. For a moment he looked back and smiled.

"Sheel." Greet the man in front of him while revealing his head covering. The man was about to take his hand. Because he knew his lord could not be touched by anyone. "I'm sorry, Sire, I'm negligent. I'm ready to be punished, Your Majesty."

"I don't need to punish you, because you did the right thing." The demon began to come out. From a long time ago, women did judge him, but a lot of women or nobles were afraid of him.

The man who was in charge of being his subordinate frowned ever deeper.

What does His Majesty mean? Inwardly

He did not dare to ask, because he still loved his life.

"I want you to investigate the woman. I want to receive the report tonight."

"Good sir."

Handsome guy. But the devil smiled. It was not in vain that he came with his friend, Prince Hilto. If you have to get someone who is able to make his heart beat. Seeing the light of his eyes, stored a sadness, love and tenderness. Makes him very interested in having it.