Known for its notable ruler, his Majesty the Emperorㅡ Louis Frederick Vechnost. The hero who saved the Empire from being perished by the sacred dragon who suddenly left the holy ground in the mountains.
The Empire rejoiced when the Emperor came back with the head of the sacred dragon. Grand Banquets were held for weeks as a commemoration for the success of the Emperor.
Until one day, while the Empire was busy celebrating the Emperor’s heroic deed, the Empress gave birth to a boyㅡ a twin, perhaps. The appearance of the second born was identical with the appearance of the Emperor and the Empress.
However, the other child who came out from the Empress is so dissimilar in the appearance of someone who has an Imperial Blood.
The child born with the Imperial bloodline has a golden hair that shines like the brightest gold, and their eyes shimmers like a blue sapphire held below the moonlightㅡ That’s exactly what the second born prince looked. However, the first born prince has a black hair, similar to the color of darkness, and shining red eyes that flicker like blood.
The Emperor was furious! Thinking that his beloved Empress committed a grave sin while he was away, fighting tooth to tooth with a horrible dragon and was nearly killed.
Suddenly, a light appeared on top of the first born prince.
“He, who sought for a greater power and glory must pay the price for ruining the holy land, and killing the last sacred dragon, who will save this land from its horrible destruction,” The light said with a woman’s voice that echoed into the room, gradually vanishing into thin air. A loud cry was heard when the light disappeared, it’s the first prince who was cold and asking for his mother’s warmth.
The peculiar appearance of the first child isn’t because of the Empress, but because of the curse bestowed to the Emperor after brutally killing a sacred dragon, who is very different from a vicious beast that they all know.
Neither did they know that the consequence of the Emperor’s accomplishments would result in much more chaos to the Empire that the Emperor thought he protected.
The whole Palace was distressed because of the curse brought upon them, making the whole aristocratic faction disturbed by the Emperor’s sudden containment to his room. Even the Empress who just gave birth to a twin, died because of exhaustion and stress that eventually consumed her body.
After days of discussing a solution to their worries, the aristocratic faction came up with a plan to kill the first prince who didn’t even resemble the Imperial Family and brought them a curse. The Emperor was alerted by their plan that it made him come out from his chamber.
“No one is permitted to lay their hands onto the first prince without my permission! How dare you decide something hideous to someone belonging to the Imperial Family!?” The Emperor exclaimed in frustration that startled all the nobles inside the wide room. The nobles looked gaunt seeing the Emperor’s sudden appearance, thinking that their idea might lead them to death.
“Your Highness, please pardon our flagrant mouth. How dare us speak such disrespectful words to your Highness.” All of them bowed, with trembling whole bodies, and panicked voices. The Emperor sighed, signaling the nobles to take their seats.
“No one will harm the first prince” The Emperor said, making all the nobles look alarmed.
“But, your Highness, we need to eliminate the curse when it’s still early.” The Count said with full conviction. The Emperor looked at him, unamazed.
“No one in this room will harm the first prince, other than myself.” The Emperor said with his infuriating aura that made the whole nobles open their eyes widely.
“The second prince will become the crowned prince and will inherit the throne, and the first prince will suffer the worst death any criminal wouldn’t wish for.” The Emperor said full of anger behind his words. All the nobles felt relieved when they heard the Emperor’s decision but at the same time, all of them looked puzzled because of what they heard.
“Pardon my impudence, your Highness, but may I ask what kind of death is this?” The Marquess from a well known house asked. The Emperor drew his sword and struck the table, making all the nobles hold their breaths.
“Torture.” The Emperor said, making them stunned. All of them were silent, and couldn’t even utter a single word. An Emperor, who will torture his own Son.
“I will make sure to torture him slowly, until that wicked creature kills himself.”
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