The Emperor's Prisoner

XXVI

More than a month after the sentencing, all the inmates died in horrific conditions. I even told the guards to bury him two days later, of course some of their limbs had already been lost to bird food. Not even their deaths can atone for all the crimes of the past.

The position of the empire was already filled, at first I deliberately isolated myself from the throne of work. But apparently it cannot, all the people and ministers are not willing to accept anyone as their emperor except me.

It is now one week from my coronation as emperor of the Mosgarath kingdom. All government reshuffling has been halved. The use of new strategies and techniques in appointing ministers to eliminate the culture of nepotism has also been underway. I did not expect this to be welcomed by all the elders and the old minister.

In addition, trade routes and sea security certainly run smoothly, all this order is going well, only one is not. My liver. The departure of Zenia that until now I have not been able to find where her existence makes all these victories feel bland. Though all this is my best offering for her, unfortunately just looking at it I can't. I don't know where they are, my wife and my son who I'm sure were born into duania. I have deployed Ares's groups to search every corner of the kingdom, but there has been no progress to date.

“ go, I can clean myself” I told palace criminals. Every day is always emotional with their attitude. I stopped the waiter at my palace. How not they subtly even blatantly always tried to seduce me, of course with full awareness I drove him away. I don't want if the nights when I enjoy wine in a thinning consciousness, they intend to use the opportunity.  No, I don't want to betray my Zen, even if only wine can accompany me to dispel the longing, even if only for a moment I really rely on them so much.

The servants left, it was already very late afternoon. After spending time training the royal parajurits, now is my time to enjoy the afternoon with a bottle of members.

Accustomed to linger in a warm bath, waiting for the night to move to occupy the bed. Bored, sometimes I want to run away, let go of all these burdens and responsibilities. Unfortunately, it cannot. The imperial cradle was so heavy and melenakan for some people.

“ noble, the food is ready” once out of the bath the complete dish is presented in plain sight. Take a seat and start eating quietly.

Tap

“ our master found traces of Morgan” Ares coming, out of nowhere. I stopped eating.

“ how strong?” my many.

“ we found the same pattern in a few days” replied Ares steady.

“does anyone see it clearly?”

“ we can not see his face, but he was always with a woman like Mrs Zen” my heart trembled a little to hear my woman's name called, felt so long.

A week after reporting, Ares gave a point of its location. I immediately prepared myself at night. Lucien was in charge of securing my presence in the kingdom so couldn't bring her along. The trip this time was so far away, it took a few days to get there. They went too far. We used Ares' secret passage which was already scattered throughout the kingdom. It makes it easy to avoid the crowd.

Once in place, it turned out to be like a small village on the edge of the forest. It looks like some people are still very traditional even in dressing. The group that participated only numbered a few people including me, disguised as a group of climbers and medicinal herbs.

“ you plant seekers?” greet a woman as soon as we enter the village fence.

“ yes grandma, maybe we can exchange it for some goods here” replied me kindly. If the house is not up to 50, most of the citizens are parents.

“ you can go west, there is pasar”

“ thanks nek” answer us in unison.

After that I told the others to split up, see the situation and maybe find Morgan's hideout.  People here are so friendly, I'm tired of smiling. I watched every house and every woman. No one showed any signs.

Oek oek

I faintly heard the sound of baby crying, for some reason I was so interested in this voice. Walk slowly following the source of the sound. The voice suddenly stopped when I had managed to find a house that felt suspicious. Just get close to the side window.

“ shhsttt, don't cry mother's son. Come here mom will ask you to sleep” said a woman who is so smooth and longed. I'm sure this soft voice belongs to Zenia. I ventured to peek, though the woman turned her back to the window of her body only I could recognize her. Immediately I smiled happily, and intended to enter immediately.

“ she's awake?” just one step, I heard the voice of a stranger. It's not Morgan's. I peeked again, sure enough the man was easier and embraced Zenia so affectionately.

‘ is it possible that Zenia has married again? It's not even three months’ I said inwardly. My heart was so hot to see their attention and behavior.

“ he has fallen asleep again” said the man. I immediately went into hiding when Zen put the baby back, I was sure it was my son. Footsteps away, no one in the room.