Albert listened to her shouting and as she started throwing things in destroying the room once again in her anger, but at the same time, he knew that it was not just easy, not just difficult, but it was almost impossible to understand what she felt… the betrayal.
The betrayal of those who had vowed loyalty to Daisy's father, yet took oaths to the Empire, even if it was filled with different ideologies, religions, and peoples.
Her father had united the nation to protect one another, to build an empire where people cared for each other… and when his death came, they didn't even wait for his funeral. Instead, they began stripping major roles from those who were truly loyal to the Emperor.
Generals, councilors, ministers, all were removed from their positions and powers. And as they went up the ladder more and more, the only one left to was none other than Daisy, the Empress of the Empire, the ruler of the almighty Imperium.
In that moment, Albert had set aside his own faith, his own will. He had seen the Emperor's faith in people, he was a good man, with good intentions, never corrupted and now the role had been passed to the only imperial who is alive… Daisy.
Albert made his choice to protect her, whatever it takes.
"I'm here." He said as he suddenly took a knee, his head bent down, his hand on the hilt of his sword.
"What?!" Daisy asked back as he was breathing heavily and trying to throw another table.
"I'm here, Daisy, as well as the five hundred specially trained bodyguards who look out for the Imperial family and no one else. Not just that, but all of the servants and higher-ranking officials in the palace are with you." He looked up at her with eyes he had never seen on Earth… eyes full of certainty, carrying the unshakable will that he would stand by her side. "We are ready to die for you, Daisy, ready to serve under your majesty's rule!"
Her mouth literally stayed wide open as she heard it, because it was… strange to her, something like this, that someone has this much commitment. It was strange to experience, to be Empress and to have loyal servants.
What is this clichéd movie scene… should I fall in love with him or what the–
[System: Congratulations, you have successfully earned the trust and loyalty of the Commander of the Imperial Executioners.]
Executioners… and he is an alpha of the alphas which means she is a card in the game. Her mind instantly went to the right thing.
With her outrage simmering just beneath the surface, she managed to earn the trust of the one man she needed more than anyone else.
The man who commands the psychopaths who kill without hesitation, without question, and without remorse.
And she knew all too well that she couldn't let this moment slip. She needed to act, and act fast, to make him see, without a shadow of a doubt, that she was not just a girl, not just the child they remembered, but the Empress, a force, someone whose command demanded recognition, obedience, and even fear.
"Stand up!" She shouted at him, turning into this iron‑hearted Empress for a moment, and she acted good because as he stood up his eyes immediately went down to the ground.
Uh, what should I say, System?"
[System: Something heartwarming, something that shows him that his trust is not going in vain, but at the same time that he's not just a throwable piece on your board.]
In short??
[Say something personal.]
And how when I know shit about anything… fuck you… tell me his name at least!"
[Albert Grins]
"Albert, as you can see I am not how an Empress should act, should talk, but the times we live in do not… uh…." She stopped as suddenly smiled and shook her head. "Albert." She stepped closer to him and gripped his shoulder firmly. "There are only two options, we die, or we die trying and I want to live. So I ask for your help, your loyalty, and your trust, to fight those who stand against us."
She had done it again without even realizing it. What she said was something no royal should ever say, something an Empress would never allow herself to say. Asking for help was already forbidden, but saying the word "please"… that was a word that should never come out of a Empress's mouth.
But with those words, Albert discovered something new, a new meaning for himself, and perhaps even a new path for the Empire.
But with those words, Albert finds something new, a new meaning for himself, and maybe even a new path for the Empire. In a world where everyone chases wealth, influence, and power, she stands out.
She is an Empress who is human enough to speak honestly, human enough to say words no ruler would dare to say… because of that, Albert began to believe that the Empire might change… that maybe, under her rule, things could be different.
"I will, Daisy, without thinking. I will be on your side as I said earlier." Albert looked up to her eyes. "I will die for you, for my Empress."
"Good!" She laughed as she tapped his shoulder and turned around. "Now get this shit dress off me."
"W-what…?"
"The dress, my boobs are indeed small but they're about to explode so tie it out." She said as she grabbed her boobs to show him how tight the dress was.
"Uh, I can't touch—"
"Did I say to fuck me? No, I said tie it out and let me change to that." She pointed to the drawer where there was a very special attire.
Daisy's father's Imperial General uniform. Almost the same as what Albert wore, with the difference of the more intricate golden patch on it, the higher rank and medallion, and with the word gleaming in the same gold sheet and handle decorated with diamonds and gemstones.
"B-but the royal etiquette… and common sense forbid me from… touching you." Albert whispered, but that only made Daisy more furious than before.
"Albert, dozens of fucks want to behead me, throw the Empire into a war… my boobs are exploding from the pressure they put on with this shit, and you're worrying about untying my dress…?"
"Y-yea–... no, I will do."
"Good." She said as she turned back, and slowly but surely, Albert started to untie her dress, and as he did it the pressure just vanished from Daisy's body. "Ahhh, this is it...." She literally moaned from the satisfaction as she pulled down the dress.
Meanwhile Albert immediately turned around facing the doors while Daisy was enjoying being… naked…
There is no real bra or panties… why do they design the game this way?
She angered herself once again, but it wasn't the game's fault it was the fault of the era.
I need something to cover my boobs, but what? She looked around, and then she noticed Albert's uniform, moreover that thing on his shoulder.
It was basically a silk scarf worn on the right shoulder to show he is an officer from the Imperial Palace itself… but for Daisy it was long enough to do one thing with it.
"Get me that red thing off your shoulder." She said, and Albert did it without a word, removing it and tossing it back into her hands.
My boobs are not big, this will keep them in place. She smiled as she made a breast band out of it, and it was much better, no pressure on her boobs.
Then the next part was that she stepped to the drawer and put on her late father's underwear.
Then came the uniform, the sword, and she was done.
"Look, Albert." She said, and Albert slowly turned around.
Only one of his eyes opened for some reason… but what he saw was bad. She was in the military uniform of her late father… the uniform that he only wore when war was upon the Empire and that was the exact reason he wanted to oppose her first.
A uniform that clearly marked her as the general of the Imperial Military, commanding two hundred thousand soldiers… a literal call to war.
Or more like a stand… a stand that she will not give her throne easily.