Hurts! Shopia Empress

Eps. 71: Different Life

The horse's steps were getting louder, breaking through the wind that was getting louder due to the speed of the horse's steps. His eyes were staring straight ahead. The round of clear water in the corner of his eyes was carried by the wind, until he did not feel the tears that soaked his cheeks.

Why did it have to be Emperor Raymond? Why wasn't he the one at the time? So weak was he that his heart chose someone else.

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The horse's steps stopped abruptly as its harness was pulled back. Make both horses' legs meld forward.

Emperor Raymond's explanation so pierced his heart and mind. He was just like this, then what about Emperor Raymond? People who have hurt and are very sorry, can the man accept or vice versa? However he must explain, hurting as long as it takes away the feelings of Emperor Raymond.

Empress Shopia was happy. Now is the time, my brother must forget the past.

With his breathing feeling heavy. He returned the horse.

Time has changed, with a crumpled face. Prince Hilton gets off his horse. He was welcomed by one of his knights. "Prince."

"How is your Majesty?"

"As usual Prince." The answer. In fact, Emperor Raymond would open a painting on the wall of one of the special rooms for solitude every night.

Prince Hilton bit his lower lip. During the loss of Empress Shopia. Her sister was alone every night, spending her time in that room. Looking at a painting of herself and Empress Shopia. He hesitated to say it. Then what if her brother does not change always overshadowed her past.

"I'll see him." Prince Hilton stepped up, his mind branching, either telling the truth or vice versa.

"Did the Prince find Miss Shopia?"

For a moment Prince Hilton looked at the knight beside her, then nodded faintly.

Arriving in that special room. Prince Hilton opened the door with a white paint. He was wasting his breath. The room was dark there was only a candlelight above the nightstand. The breeze through the open window made the curtains oscillate, the reflection of moonlight entered the window. He strengthened his heart to see a fragile person facing the sky. His eyes glanced towards the wall, the exposed painting.

His feet were heavy, approaching the man who was shortening and leaning his body to the side of the window.

"Oh, god ..he misses her a lot. I begged to strengthen her heart."

"Sheel."

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For the first time, Emperor Raymond asked him. Was he worried as a big brother?"

"I am good Your Majesty" said Prince Hilton, who was delighted that Emperor Raymond was watching him.

"Have you found it?"

His face became anxious. What's he got to say? Where does it start? Oh God ..

"I've found it, but in a different life."

"You mean?"Emperor Raymond did not understand his brother's intentions.

"After I came out of the palace, I had a friend. He was nice, but his face was so cold that no one touched him. I went out to see my friend again yesterday." Prince Hilton stopped his speech. He was not strong to continue his words.

"What Prince? I don't understand."

"He's with my friend, Sire."

Emperor Raymond smiled, a face that was once dead. Now it seems to live. "Where's your friend? Let's go get the Empress. I'm so grateful to your friend." Said Emperor Raymond, who was getting more pleased. His heart is like thousands of butterflies.

"Baginda couldn't pick her up, because she'd already gotten a different life."

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Emperor Raymond gulped his saliva roughly, his feelings uneasy. His body seems to be burning. "What do you mean?".