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The Tale of the Nine Kingdoms: The Last Empress

ZhangBaozi
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Every step she takes towards him is another step in turning his dreams into reality. A mixed strange yet familiar surge of pain and happiness welled up from his chest, it made him difficult to breath. He gave his respectful bow as their eyes met, hiding a streaming tear against his cheeks. Everyone else followed in unison. His deep ocean blue eyes trembled in agitation, alas, it has been forever. He won`t miss this last chance to be with her in the altar. She felt her knees trembling. Once upon a thousand years ago, she was nothing but a subject needed to complete a divine prophecy. Seeing the look on their faces right now and how they bowed in utmost reverence, her heart melted in joy. Another pair of jet black eyes stared right into hers, there she found her refuge for her raging heart. The man with the purest jet black eyes just like hers, following her back from deepest slumber in oblivion, once again swept her off her feet. Once their eyes met, his body almost gave way. Her eyes, lips, nose, her presence, all of her... she is indeed the owner of the Last Imperial Crown.
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Chapter 1 - Holy Ridge- The Ridge Masters

"All rise and pay respects! The Divine Ridge's new masters. The Saint and The Saintess."

The door of two palanquins were opened and revealed two contrasting individuals.

Just as they duo stepped out, the moon slowly lighted their steps with its full brimming light. Revealing a girl and a boy on their early teens.

They boy wore a straight black robe with silver insignias and embroideries on his belt which added to the sharpness of his presence. His eyes were devoid of any pigment other than black. His sharp jawlines were divinely chiseled by the heavens, however, the black silk hanging from his ears to his neck prevented it from being presented to the world. The ladies can't help but to imagine how handsome could the boy be under his mask.

A mysterious aura clouded the presence beside him. As soon as the moon revealed its full glory on the next sedan, a flowy heavenly white silk danced lightly on her first step. She was as surprising as the boy. In contrary to her cloud like flowy dress, her long jet black hair flowed effortlessly into the wind. Her small cherry lips were hidden beneath the white see through mask hanging from her ears down her neck. Her round doll like eyes were void of any color but white.

A golden fluer-de-lis symbol shined in between their brows.

The twins marched towards the throne one drum beat at a time. 

"Respect to the Lords and Mistresses, The Saint/ The Saintess.", the duo said as their bowed 90 degrees before the lords and mistresses.

Everyone were too speechless to respond on time.

Except for few souls amidst the crowd.

Another pair of eyes never left her. His heart racing, fists clenched. His blue eyes shined even more brightly than ever.

From a distance, another pair of eyes remained cold yet a smile secretly blossomed from his lips for the first time. Almost causing his pneuma to openly fluctuate.

Another pair was left unnoticed. Brimming with jealously, fear and prejudice.

It was such a scene to behold.

The Divine Ridge Masters were back.