"I thought you were a smart dog,"
Sethielle looked at those cold blue eyes that made his life a living hell. The Emperor of the Hanzel Empire and his supposed to be uncle.
Sethielle grinned. He couldn't understand why himself was going against this person with so many variables when he would be at such huge disadvantage right now.
"I hope I can see you truly happy, someday." Francia's face lingered in his mind, then he looked at the Emperor. It's a pity. Because someone like him, would never deserve that kind of life.
"Your doom is end, Your majesty. And it's a pity I won't be able to see that." He could feel the urge of vomiting blood. Going against the emperor, this was the consequence. Tremendous pain that would lead to death. Then he jumped out of the balcony of the Emperor's room.
"Kill him." Those were the last words he heard from the emperor as their eyes met. Then everything went to a blur.
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