The Emperor's Prisoner

XVI

after dinner, I went out of the room. Even though my body still feels so limp, I still want to meet Zenia. My heart really cannot calm down before this matter is over.

“ do you know where Zinia is?” ask a housekeeper.

“ mistress Zenia is in the side room, tuan” her answer makes me happy. The side room was in a building not far from my room. Even among our buildings there is a special bridge to get there. It seems that Zenia is really worried about my situation. He can't be away from me.

 

I immediately stepped towards Zinia's room. I can't wait to meet him. But dark, Zen's room all the candles are dead. Maybe he's asleep. There was no problem if he was sleeping. I can still go in, just to have a chat have to wait for tomorrow morning.

I pushed the door slowly, not wanting to wake Zinia up. Walk in with light steps. The bed is empty, there is no one. Where thereof. Not long after, I felt a cold wind blow on my face. The balcony door seemed open. My gut tells me Zen must be there.

 

“ Zen, the night wind is not good for your body” my glance when I find it is daydreaming staring at the night sky.

“ t,, sir, why are you here?” answer stammered. It seemed so unexpected of my presence.

“ why haven't you slept?” I walked closer to him wanting to immediately clench off the miss.

“ what a kit child,,” Zenia walked back and brushed off my hand. I'm not used to this reaction. What's wrong with him.

“sorry sir, you better come back. Your body is still weak” his face lowered avoiding my astonished gaze.

“ what's wrong with you? What because,” he refused my touch. Turned around behind me. It seems like she started crying, I was able to catch a small tremor on her shoulder.

 

“ why do you still want to see me?” rasping. His voice sounded so hoarse, right Zen was crying.

“ why? Why don't I want to see you? You're my wife. Did one of the husbands see his wife?” my steps are getting closer.

“ stop sir. Me, I don't deserve to be your wife” the sentence is straightforward. It seemed like he had thought about this sentence for a long time. I could understand, this disappointment in the truth made him blame himself. He felt he hurt me.

“ Zen, only you deserve to be my wife.” I can finally hold her. Even from behind. Zinia put up a small resistance but I could easily keep it in check.

“ master,, hiks, release”

“ ssuutt, listen to me. You don't have to feel guilty about me. All this is not your fault” flipped her body. We faced each other but didn't look at each other. Zinia was still crying.

“ I'm evil to sir. All this time I thought that you were the killer of my family. Intended to evil my mother. But in fact, even my mother, who,”

“ already, all this has nothing to do with you. There's just an understanding. Don't be sad I'm okay” hugged him and rubbed his head slowly. I could feel a small kick from Zen's stomach. Makes me so happy.

“ but sir, because of my mother, you feel the pain of it, even,”

“ but all this time you've been helping me ease that pain. Isn't breakeven. If you still feel guilty, then redeem by staying beside me.” Touching both cheeks. Bringing his face to me. His eyes were wet with tears, his nose was flushed. So sweet.

“ I feel anger from our son. She scolded me for making her mother anxious” while wiping her tears. Although for a moment, Zenia had a smile.

“ better we get in. I've been so sleepy” embraces Zinia in and lies on the bed. The thing I miss the most is stroking her distended stomach. The kick from our son felt unrelenting.

“ looks like our son is giving up longing for his father,” Zinia said with a smile. Happiness was clearly on his face. Makes me happy.

“ seems so.”

“ yes, son father miss?. Fine yeah. Don't hard-kick later mom in pain. “ my head is in front of Zen's stomach, trying to talk to our son.

“ already night sleeping yes, “ stroking it then kissing Zen's stomach. Zinia stroked my hair slowly. Makes me look at her pretty face. My head is now aligned with Zinia. I close my face, kiss her red lips. Zinia was a little surprised by my actions.

“ sleep” pull the blanket over his body then lie down next to him.

 

**** 

The next morning after breakfast, Zoya approached me. His eyes try to pull me. He seemed to want to talk to me both. There are a lot of things I want to ask him, too.

“ what do you want to say?” we were in the back garden. Zenia is in the room. Lately his stomach has been contracting a lot, so I told him to rest a lot. Zoya and I sat facing each other. Only the garden table is the separator between us.

“ you're Kahla's son?” I looked at him questioningly. Where is this question. I will not immediately answer.

“ for what I answered him” I looked away. I'm so sick of looking at his face. If it wasn't for her Zen mother, I would have already left.

“ I was wrong. You are Kahla's son. All this time I couldn't notice it. “ he looked down. It felt guilty about that word. His voice is so weak.

“ what will it do if I'm Kahla's son?” I'm more curious about his reaction. Actually why is he asking this.

“ him, he's my best friend, we've even been like brothers. I, I don't know if I've been wrong all this time. I'm guilty of him. “ so this. The misunderstanding that the Queen made. This is the reason she covered up the fact of my birth, hiding that Kahla gave birth to a son. Made me handle a rebel who turned out to know my mother.

“ I've done cruel things to you, but,,” he stopped talking. It was as if I had found something strange.

“ all this time the kingdom cover this fact. Even change the truth. Why?”

“ I myself do not know. Looks like the empress is the mastermind of all this. “

“ what? Butwhy? For what?”

“ you speak as if you have known nothing all along. What about your rebel spies. Can't you read the situation?” I grinned, she was acting so pretentious in front of me. Just be right.

“ what do you mean? We just want to overthrow the government. Reply to all your abominable emperor's deeds. How could he punish his own wife so cruelly.” His emotions were ignited, what happened to my father. He was guilty but what was his business with him.

“ he still remains my father” reply cynical.

“ yes, he also killed your mother!”