Favored Empress Brings Chaos and Destruction (Book 1)

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In the darkness, there is one light and that is where Beatrix is standing and motioning for him to come closer to her. His face lit up, he hurriedly wiped off his tears then ran to where she is and hugged her tightly.

"Beatrix, why are you here?" Prince Andrew asked worriedly.

"Does it matter? The important is we will be together forever... Isn't that what you truly want?" She gently smiled at him.

"You knew?" He blushed when he realized that he has been obvious all along...

"Yes! Why would I not know?" She said then gently caressed his peerless face. "I am going to go to a very nice place... Would you like to come with me?" She gently asked him.

"Okay!" He immediately agreed and held her hand when she offered it. He obediently walked to the place where she is going to take him...

I will go wherever you go, Beatrix... As long as you are there, I will be there!

He smiled as Beatrix tightly held his hand, guiding him towards a bright light... Urging him to enter a beautiful yet strange place... He is about to comply when he heard another familiar voice!

"Andrew, do not die... Come back..."

His steps stopped when he heard her! His heart suddenly beats so fast than normal! It usually happens whenever his Beatrix is very close to him...

"Andrew, I am here with you... Let us go now..." The Beatrix beside him is convincing him to enter.

He heard another plea from a familiar voice that sounds very clear yet so far...

"I need you... Please, come back..."

His heart beats even faster after he heard the familiar voice again so he hesitated even more to enter!

"Don't you want to be with me, Andrew?" The Beatrix in front of him told him coquettishly, trying to convince him to enter inside the bright portal.

She looks like Beatrix and her voice sounds the same but why is it that he does not feel the same attraction, completeness, contentment, happiness, and comfort that he usually felt with his  Beatrix? Now that this Beatrix is near him and holding him intimately, he felt none of those familiar feelings!

Next, he heard another familiar, clear, and faraway voice...

"You cannot leave like this... Do not leave me alone..."

Prince Andrew figured it out and chose to follow his heart than what his vision is telling him! He yanked his hand that is being held by this unknown entity who only resembles Beatrix but not exactly his beloved Beatrix!

"I am sorry. I cannot go with you because you are not her!" He said then he eagerly ran into the darkness! He is no longer lost! He has a definite direction now! He followed his heart towards the owner of the voice telling him to come back to her...

When Prince Andrew ran away, the being who resembles Beatrix morphed into a celestial handsome being...

"Celestial Sister Psi, when are you going to return to the Immortal Realm and resume your duties and responsibilities?!! It is not easy doing your job!!!" The handsome being complained when the soul refused to enter the Land of the Dead and even run away from him. "I miserably failed! This never happened during the time of my Celestial Sister Psi. She guides every human to follow their intended life path and the moment their time expires, she could successfully convince and guide them to enter the Land of the Dead. She could always do it easily... She could charm the souls to voluntarily enter the Land of the Dead!" The handsome being helplessly sighed as he will become a laughingstock for a millennium in the Immortal Realm!

Beatrix is still hugging the wet and cold body of Prince Andrew. She felt her world shattered as she continued to sob and beg him to come back... She is beginning to lose hope when she noticed a movement from their intertwined fingers! She felt that he slightly squeezed her hand! She pushed herself up to check him and smiled happily when she saw him heave, vomit water, and cough several times to clear his lungs! She screamed and called for help!

"Andrew is alive! Look! Physicians! He needs physicians!" She excitedly and happily informed everyone.

The Emperor's attention was diverted again from his unconscious Empress to his recently declared dead son, who is currently retching and coughing to clear the air passage. He saw the tear-stained face of Beatrix, who is now smiling widely at his son, who looks so pale and weak but smiling gently and happily to her. Their hands are still clasped together, not letting go!

Urgh! Young people these days! No restraint! Tsss...

The Emperor shook his head helplessly and complained in his heart but decided to not pursue it anymore. He looked again to his pale and unconscious Empress then glared at the physicians who gave the wrong diagnosis! He is now thinking about replacing this bunch of idiots who gave all of them serious frights and immeasurable pain by proclaiming that his imperial son is dead!

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