Sinister Obsession: Macsen Massey (Emperor Series, #3) ✔️

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

Even though it wasn't quite nightfall over the empire, there were already a few lit lanterns scattered about the grounds, adding a lovely warmth to the evening air. The streetlights along the boulevards were fine and well-lit, blazing in a healthy, brilliant white. Additionally, lamps were suspended from the flower poles, offering a stunning spectacle; it was absolutely magnificent. While people of lower socioeconomic standing engaged in unending conversations and laughter, the fragrances of sweet pastries and fresh flowers persisted in the air for a considerable amount of time. Soft music is also mixed in. They enjoy watching the stunning women dance in the middle of the audience.

Everyone is occupied and noisy. The occupants of the palace are fully awake; the town center is ablaze with unending lights; the hallways sparkle. To complete their responsibilities, every employee in the palace is working furiously. An event is being held to celebrate the Emperor's victory. A victory feast is in progress. The Grand Emperor was present, together with Emperor Maximus, Massimo, and Magnus, making the Vassily family complete. In spite of the fact that the night's theme is joy, the Vassilys' presence causes the populace to become uptight, under strain, and afraid.

"Indeed, our Emperor is the greatest!"

"The greatest of them all! Emperor Macsen is the greatest!"

The palace was filled with jubilant yells and laughter. From the middle class and those of average position to ignorant young aristocrats, everyone was preoccupied with their own activities. The wealthy kids pick up their activities again while enjoying the crowds at the palace; they are unperturbed by the loud adults' conversation. Most of the time, the field was only played by the wealthy children, who ignored the lower-class children who also wanted to play but were not allowed to.

The Emperor was enjoying a drink with his family while seated majestically on his magnificent seat. He seems a little inebriated. The Grand Emperor, who can't be bothered to mind his own business since the old man judges everything he sees, was among the other Vassilys who were occupied with looking around. Emperor Macsen simply ignored it and carried on drinking. He never wanted to be with these folks; that much is true. He still remembers how they abandoned him when he needed a friend.

Fuck these people. Fuck everyone. He was so young when he was abducted, and he believes his family did nothing to save him. They did not even look for him; he found his own way back to the palace, and they were not shocked by his presence. It's as if they knew he was going to come back alive, whether they did something or let him do things his way. He escaped on his own; he saved himself, and until now, he still blames his family for the person he has turned into after that incident.

"You're really boring," Emperor Maximus said all of a sudden, taking his attention.

"You did not even move. What was that?" Emperor Massimo interrupted.

Emperor Macsen sighed. "That's how different we are, Massimo. You get riled up and kill them with your own hands, while I relax and watch them fall before my eyes."

"Fuck you."

Emperor Macsen rolled his eyes. "Work smart, not hard."

Emperor Maximus smirked; it looks like he remembered something. "Where is that poor servant of yours, by the way? I have not seen him yet. I'm expecting a cadaver already. That'd sound really good."

Everyone's attention turned to Macsen, especially the Grand Emperor. "Servant? What the hell do you mean servant?" The old man asked.

"He punished a servant last time," Emperor Maximus said. "I wonder where he is now."

Emperor Macsen sighed. "What else? Of course he's dead. Shall we continue eating? This is a feast for my victory; don't ruin the night. If you're going to keep asking me, you all better go home now," he said to Maximus. Emperor Maximus just rolled his eyes and focused on the ladies dancing in the center of the hall.