The Legendary Silver Hero of The Two Continents, once revered and respected by many, found himself facing betrayal from his own family. The reasons behind this betrayal may be rooted in jealousy, power struggles, or hidden agendas within the family...
A captivating and poignant scene unfolded within the dimly lit chamber as Abiri, in her weakened form, confronted Claude on her deathbed. The atmosphere was laden with an unspoken tension, and the exquisite blonde emperor sat beside her, an unreadable expression adorning his face.
"You're dying," Claude stated in a matter-of-fact tone, a testament to the complex dynamics between the two.
Abiri's response carried both resignation and a tinge of bitterness. "Didn't know it was that obvious, Claude."
The cold atmosphere heightened as Claude questioned, "How?"
"I didn't want the man I love to die," Abiri confessed, her words echoing with the weight of her feelings.
Claude's stoic demeanor remained unchanged as he probed further. "And I am that man, Abiri."
In a moment of vulnerability, Abiri exposed her heart, unveiling the raw truth of her emotions. "You knew but decided to ignore it. Ignore everything I've done for you. You're such a cruel man, loving a woman who only loved you because you're the emperor with the highest title, greatest power, and vast wealth." Abiri's voice trembled with a mix of sorrow and anger.
The room became a battleground for their emotions. "No one ever loved me when I was nothing But my mother—"
"I did!"
The powerful revelation left the room in a heavy silence. Abiri's whispered acknowledgment pierced through the façade, exposing the intricacies of their relationship.
"I did," she reiterated, her words barely audible. "You knew but you turned around and refused to acknowledge it. You chose that kind of woman over someone who always loved you, cared about you, and took care of you. A woman who didn't need anything from you other than your love"
A profound sadness gripped Abiri as she continued to unravel her feelings. "You are both my cure and poison—someone who saved and killed me at the same time. To think that the Saint Emperor Claude de Alger Obelia and the Divine Sword Saint have become this pathetic just because of love. To think we've fallen so low. "
As Abiri sobbed, the realization of her impending fate weighed heavily on both of them "It's time."
Claude's response was emotionless, his demeanor unwavering. "I know."
Abiri's laughter, full of hatred and disgust, filled the room, amplifying the tragic beauty of the moment.
"Abiri?"
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
" If it was Diana on this deathbed, would you be reacting the same way? "
The abrupt change in Abiri's tone startled Claude, leaving him momentarily speechless.
"Abiri, I—"
"Just because it's me, you willingly accepted that I will die without caring for the world or me."
"Abiri!"
"Did you ever care for me, even once? Or is it true you only used me because I'm the Grand Duchess?"
The scene unraveled the intricate layers of their relationship, exposing vulnerabilities and betrayals. As Abiri's consciousness slipped away, she left Claude to grapple with unanswered questions and regrets.
Ab—
Abir—
Abiri !!
It took a surreal turn as Abiri woke up from her slumber, greeted by her concerned cousin, Zanielle.
"Cease yourself and follow my breathing," Zanielle advised, embracing Abiri.
"Date"
'please tell me it worked'
"What?"
"The date dear cousin, I need to know"
'just give me this chance, this miracle'
"It's the Imperial year of fifteen-hundred thirteen"
'That's one year before Athanasia's debut !'
' Dearest Claude, didn't I tell you? '
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
