Chapter Seven: Part One
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Imperial Love, Ninth Edition
The Cast
Tir: Daunte
Viktor: Gunther
Flik: Futch
Milich: Luciano
Barbarossa: Georg
Golden Hydra: Bright
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The lights on the stage came up, revealing Georg at center stage in front of a background of a city in flames. "Two hundred years," Georg said dramatically. "Of prosperity in the Scarlet Moon Empire fallen to ruin. And I, Emperor Barbarossa, am doomed to meet the same fate."
Futch and Gunther ran out from stage left, and Daunte and Luciano ran out from stage right. "E-Emperor Barbarossa!" Daunte shouted hoarsely. "I have arrived with the Toran Army! S-Surrender now, for we have surrounded G-Gregminster!"
"That's right!" Futch shouted.
"Master Tir speaks the truth!" Gunther joined in.
"You are brave," Georg said. "But after everything I've been through, I will not fall easily." He reached for the sword at his belt, and Daunte, Futch, and Gunther jumped back and screamed.
"No, Emperor Barbarossa," Luciano snapped, stepping forward to stand beside Daunte. "You will not threaten my Lord!"
"C-Can it be?!" Georg gasped, his eyes going wide. "Flower General Milich Oppenheimer! Not you! Anyone but you!"
"Yes, it is I," Luciano said, surprising the audience with his polished acting. "If you will not see reason, then I have no choice than to slay you with my own blade!"
Georg ducked his head and looked away. "It's no use," he said finally. "I stand no chance on my own. What a shame to bring bloodshed amongst these flowers..."
"Especially the black dragon orchids!" Futch blurted out.
"Wait, Flik didn't have a line there!" Nāṭaka hissed, flipping through her script.
"Yes," Luciano quickly interjected. "Queen Claudia loved this garden deeply. Including the black dragon orchids," he tactfully ad-libbed.
Georg barked out a laugh, but then covered his mouth with his hand. He quickly composed himself and lowered his hand. "I have no choice now. In order to best you, Flower General Milich Oppenheimer, and in order to save the last vestige of the Scarlet Moon Empire, I must sacrifice myself! Behold! The Power! Of The Dragon King Sword!"
A white light enveloped the stage, followed by a loud blasting noise. When the smoke and light disappeared, Georg was gone. In his place at center stage stood Bright, who dramatically craned his head back and roared loudly. "Kuueeeeee!"
"A G-G-Golden Hydra!" Daunte exclaimed.
"Retreat!" Gunther yelled. "We cannot possibly defeat this beast!"
"I swear by my sword Odessa that I will sacrifice my life to defeat you!" Futch shouted.
Daunte, Futch, and Gunther ran to the front corner of stage right and huddled together. Luciano however did not move from his spot. "Master Tir, stand strong!" Luciano shouted dramatically. "If I must, I will face the creature by myself!"
"Kuueeeeee!" Bright roared.
"My beloved Emperor Barbarossa," Luciano, loudly choking on a sob. "Please forgive me for what I must do!"
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