The Happy Ending Love Story

The Empress Crown #6

Jordan Hexalios never did not keep her promise. A courier with a letter has arrived.

At first Sofia was just curious. As soon as his feet stepped out the back door of the palace, someone who was out of nowhere just appeared.

A young man wearing a neat uniform. After handing over the letter, he instantly disappeared. Even Sofia had not been able to thank you.

Sofia rushed back.

He was sitting in his room which now turned into his workplace. Sofia observes the white envelope with a golden seal bearing the lion's emblem. Sofia's head tilted to the right. He immediately opened his letter.

The words written are very simple.

Hello Sofia, it's me.

If you have read this letter, it means that you have met the mail carrier. Call him Alfons. He's a good young man.

No need to wait and find Alfons. He will always come when you need him.

Don't forget to send Sofia a reply immediately, I'm waiting for her.

Jordan Hexalios's.

"Hexalius?"

Sofia almost choked. He had heard of the family name Hexalios. As if it were no stranger. Sofia squeezes out her memories. As something appeared in her head, Sofia covered her mouth with both hands.

Hexalios was the sole owner of the Duke's title in Elderbar. The name does not and the eyes come without cause. Ancestor Hexalios was a hero in the founding war of the Elderbar Empire.

Because of this great contribution one of the emperor's daughters was married to Duke Hexalios. Indirectly, Hexalios also bled the emperor and was entitled to the throne.

Hot blood is flowing. With trembling hands Sofia again squeezed out her memories.

The Duke and Duchess have long died in a train accident while on holiday.

If you don't remember, Jordan Hexalios is their only one. Jordan is the Duke of Hexalios.

"Geez!" Sofia shrieked softly.

Getting this truth was more shocking than his encounter with Jordan himself.

Sofia did not want to get involved with the imperial family. The fact that Alex and Jordan are brothers cannot be ignored at all. Being friends with Jordan is too dangerous.

Jordan being a variable is likely to bring misfortune. The less people know about her, the safer it will be for Sofia.

Sofia doesn't want any dirty rumors about her anyway. Although he was just friends and shared a letter with Jordan. Any possibility can happen.

"I have to stop this."

Sofia immediately picked up a sheet of blue-colored paper filled with her own dried flower decoration. He took a deep breath and then started writing.

The letter had been neatly wrapped with two handkerchief disposes. One belongs to Jordan who wants Sofia back, and the other is a gift for Jordan.

It was a white handkerchief with a simple cloth. Not worth Jordan's silk handkerchief. But the handkerchief has flower embroidery on its four corners, one of the first works Sofia made.

Sofia did not forget to spray a little perfume flowers that she made herself too.

Without feeling the sky was dark. Sofia kept her letter well in the drawer. Tomorrow he'll hand it to the courier.

That's right what Jordan said in his letter. As soon as his feet stepped out of the back door of the palace, a young man that Sofia had yesterday appeared out of nowhere.

Sofia immediately approached and pulled out a bundle of letters on the courier. The letter is very simple. Tied with a hemp rope that he woven himself, without any symbols and without the hallmarks of a noble family.

Sofia did not even have time to say thank you when her eyes widened to watch the courier disappear without a trace.

With a gontai step Sofia returned to her palace. Tonight he plans to go to the palace garden. He needs some more flowers. This time Sofia wants to go alone. He did not want to trouble Ema and Rona to continue helping him.

As usual, the garden looked gloomy, quiet and silent. Sofia immediately scanned some flowers with the help of moonlight.

He crouched low to the ground to pick up some flowers that grew short. It didn't take long to fill Sofia's skirt with flowers.

As he was swept away with his activity, footsteps sounded. Sofia's ears sent a danger signal to her brain. Soon he got up and hid in the dark bushes. If he ran automatically his steps would be heard.

Sofia held her breath and her mouth with both hands. He's off guard.

As he had seen before. Two people are walking together and holding hands. It was Alex and Janetta. Sofia recognized them as her figure was revealed under the moonlight.

The pale face with blue lips and tightly closed eyes still lingered on Sofia's head. It was the day of the funeral of Felix de Elderbar, the crown prince of the Elderbar Empire who was executed by his own father for allegedly poisoning his half-brother.

The funeral was not worth it. Not even a single imperial family had come to set him up to his final resting place. Only the screams and cries of one man accompanied her, not the prayers of the entire people left behind, only the voice of her mother, and she was Sofia.

Sofia's determination becomes more determined to change the future she sees in her dreams.

The sound of footsteps was no longer heard. The figure of two people walking while hand in hand had also disappeared.

Sofia got up and then came out of her hiding place. As his feet stepped to leave the garden, a huge black figure stood firmly in front of him. Because of the lack of light around, Sofia was surprised and the flowers in her grasp were blurred.

"Geez!" Sofia squealing.

"What are you doing here?"

Alex's voice sounded. Sofia recognized.

"Your Majesty?" Sofia made sure of it.

The twig swayed in the wind. The moonlight broke through and hit Alex's face.

Sofia could see Alex's cold face with her eyeballs fixedly staring at her.

"Greetings to the Sun Elderbar. May the blessing of the God Elderbar always be with you Your Majesty." Sofia did not forget her manners.

After bending over and then straightening her back, Sofia could see a frown on Alex's forehead.

"Someone who shouldn't be here is now here. Hiding and hiding. Like a thief."

Alex's words were very sharp. If it was a knife, Sofia would have been torn to shreds.

"Aren't you a little exaggerated, Your Majesty?I only picked up a few flowers in the garden that seemed like they would not run out even though I picked them up every day for a hundred years."

Sofia is no less sharp.

"The thief is a thief."

Sofia's eyes were round hearing Alex's words. His tone was full of anger.

"Are you angry, Your Majesty?"

One of Alex's eyebrows is raised.

"What makes you angry? I'm the one who took this little flower or because I saw you with Lady Janetta Oliver?"

Firmness just slid from Sofia's mouth. If Alex can attack him, why can't he. He just took a little but got a hurtful speech.

"Shut your mouth!"

Alex's voice boomed.

Sofia jerks.

"The lowly will remain lowly, however. Look at other people's affairs for various reasons."

"Yes? I'm not lying Your Majesty. I just took flowers in the garden. I have no intention of peeking at you."

Sofia finally finds out the cause of Alex's anger. He was accused of peeping at them. Sofia almost laughs if Alex's eyes don't stab her.

"Omong empty. Never approach this area from now on. Aren't you the one who promised never to appear before me again or approach the main palace?"

Sofia almost choked. Isn't that upside down? He himself approached Sofia. Sofia clicked her tongue. There would be no end to arguing with a stubborn person. Sofia will give up.

"Your Majesty. Sorry for my mistake."

Sofia bowed in acknowledging her mistake. Not for everything, but just one, into the main palace garden.

Alex is indifferent as always. He immediately turned around instead of answering.

"Your Majesty. Make sure you keep your promises. Not to be friends, but two of my requests. I will not repeat my mistakes again. Please keep your promise, Your Majesty. May the blessing of the God Elderbar always be with you."

Though not loud, Alex hears Sofia's voice. But he didn't pay attention to it.

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