My Favorite Prince's

Usai

 The main palace of the empire was already filled with nobles who had come. Today is the day that people have been waiting for. Where the crown prince who had been silent in grief, was now ready to lead and ascend the throne in place of his father who had died.

The coronation ceremony of the crown prince went solemnly, as did the small people who had filled the streets where the parade of the new emperor's convoy would take place.

William walked into Rossy's room and looked at Rossy's face, which was still sleeping in his subconscious.

"Thank you for everything. I will never forget the kindness of your heart that always stood by me and made me forget the past" he said, touching Rossy's hair gently.

William tries to calm down even though Rossy is still recovering and unconscious. However, for the sake of his promise and also for the sake of trying Duke Ferus with his absolute authority, William must immediately ascend the throne so that no one is able to harass himself and his people.

William grabbed Rossy's hand that was still drooping, then slowly kissed him slowly.

"Please get up. Don't you want to see me crowned? Wake up my future empress" he said back.

Adele who saw the crown prince could only fall silent at Rossy's side. Sadness was evident in William's eyes, but the man did not want to fall back into the same hole. Because Rossy had reminded him a lot if William had responsibility for the fate of thousands of imperial people who were in his grasp.

With a heavy heart William left Rossy with Adele. For some reason, my heart feels awkward and heavy. His desire to continue with the girl is getting stronger, as if he will not meet with Rossy forever.

"Your Majesty, it's time!" james came after William.

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'Rossy! Open your eyes!'

The mysterious voice he used to with now felt different from before. The usually annoying voice now sounded very soft and soothing.

Slowly Rossy opened his eyes, now he was back in the middle of nowhere like when he was first about to enter the world of novels. Faintly the figure of a long-haired person was seen before, a figure that was getting clearer and clearer then smiled before him.

"Who are you?" ask Rossy.

Rossy frowned as if she was guessing something. The long silver hair felt familiar, so the more he realized the figure was almost like Alexander but in the form of a woman.

"I am Anastasia, I have been with you all this time and brought you into this world" he said.

"Why should I? Why should I be your target?" A question came out of Rossy's mouth. The question he had been able to answer alone, with no one to answer.

The woman smiled then replied slowly, "Because you are a god-fated figure to save my son's life."

"Your son?" ask Rossy who doesn't understand.

"I gave it up because I realized that if I couldn't get along with an emperor, it wouldn't even be appropriate to be a concubine. I tried so hard to raise my son alone, until one day I realized that everything was on the verge of breaking down. I ventured to plead to the palace so that my son could be accepted into his presence, at least be able to get a decent life from what he had been living," he continued to reveal the path of life that he had been living all this time.

All is starting to become clear about the identity of the mysterious woman who has drawn herself into a different world. In the end she said, "Are you the mother of Alexander?"

"Yes, right. But after that I understood if Alex's life would be difficult, Alex who was labeled as an illegitimate child would never get the same treatment as William and would forever get discrimination in his life."

"Rossy, I was actually wiped out after trying to take the dragon's heart. I pleaded with the god and offered him a covenant so that Alexander could be happy in his life, even though I had to be this kind of disembodied being capable of transgressing across dimensional boundaries. That is why I tried to prevent Alexander from ascending the throne, because even though he had become a wise emperor, Alexander's life would never escape the scorn that would continue to gnaw his heart. Slowly it would finish him off and drown his soul in the darkness."

Rossy was unable to speak anymore to hear what he had just heard. All sounds completely unreasonable until it is difficult to digest by reason and logic. There were still many questions that he wanted to ask, but somehow everything felt very difficult to say by his lips.

Until finally the woman touched Rossy's hand and then grasped it slowly while smiling warmly.

"Thank you for giving love to Alexander even in such a short time. Now it's all over" he said, then disappeared in an instant.

Rossy opened his eyes with a breath. This only made Adele surprised and immediately approached her.

"Miss! Miss is conscious! I-I'll call the palace doctor!" adele panicked.

Rossy felt something strange happening in his body. His body really felt light and started to emit light. Feeling that something was wrong, he immediately got up from his bed and ran as hard as if his physique was fine.

Until finally being in the main palace, there was not a single person who prohibited himself from entering the coronation room. Rossy watched as William placed a crown on his head and swore an oath to the throne he had received.

"Congratulations Your Majesty" Rossy murmured, but suddenly his voice echoed even in William's ears.

All the attention was on Rossy. The soft wind suddenly became stronger and was able to lift the girl up into the air.

"Rossy!" william screams while running towards Rossy who looks at him with a smile.

Meanwhile Alexander continued to spur his horse into the palace area. He immediately jumped down after seeing something that made the main palace filled with nobles.

Alexander ran with the rest of his energy, his eyes widened when he saw Rossy who floated with a bias of light wrapped all over his body.

"Rossy!" shouted Alexander.

But Rossy increasingly looks faint as if only his shadow remains. Alexander tries to reach for the girl he loves, but it's too late, Rossy is gone without a trace of leaving her.