What a load of crap

Chapter 2. Remarried Empress [REDO]

A deity who resided in an old, ruin of a temple who worshipped her and her name.

Along with a former young princess who was curious about the lovely woman she'd see in history books.

A truly enchanting morning graced the empress as she awoke, her dreams were filled with the woman she wished she could hold.

Her lady's-in-waiting helped her get situated as always, they've been quite restless.

Ever since a rumor began to arose, speaking of a woman the emporer had taken a liking to.

Their complaints and worries were apparent, but at this moment in time, the empress could really care less. For she had some more important things to do, such as seeing you.

The emporer had heard of his wife leaving for a short trip, it was somewhere sort of fair, deep in the woods, where ruins of fallen towns and cities laid. But he was indifferent.

For at the moment, for he had something new to tend to.

He believed her to be cute with the way she spoke, speaking in third person was adorable to him.

The way she would be surprised and happy at such little things had caught his attention, and he couldn't help but indulge in her little desires.

Her little advances towards him made him weak, mentally wise, and what he believed to be inlove.

But then again, the poor white haired woman was an even bigger fool, for she would soon become blind to reality.

Though, he was a fool to ignore the beauty and elegance his wife embodied. Everything she did, she had done was perfection itself, no matter the flaws she believed were there.

"I'm almost there..." Navier softly spoke, she gently held a piece of jewelry which she cherished deeply.

"Soon..." she whispered to herself, before giving the jewelry which you had gifted her, a kiss.

The view of crumbled houses broke her heart, for she knew it was the work of war. She wished that whoever lived in those houses were in a better place.

But soon enough, a very large building become visible, an unnoticeable fog appeared, it made the ambiance feel peculiar.

She ordered the carriage to stop, before she was led outside with a few guards at her side.

Walking to the still standing temple, she noticed the beautiful architecture, and wondered why there was no records of it, it very much matched you, in a way.

Carefully walking into the ruined temple, she and the guards took cautious steps, many of them expressed their worry, for they didn't know why she, the empress, wanted to be here.

It was a minute or two, as the view of your intact statue came into view, gosh, you were still as ethereal as she remembered. Even if the two of you had talked in her dreams, your beauty could never be described in words.

"I'm back, (y/n)..." her soft voice echoed in the building. Of course, her guards were slightly confused at this, since it sounded as if their empress had knew you personally.

Your statue was in a position like you were crouching down, reaching one hand out, while the other held a few wilted flowers to your chest. Not to mention, your expression was soft, smiling while gazing down to where your outstretched hand was in a loving manner.

In that moment, Navier couldn't help but walk to you, despite the protests and shouting of the guards, who worried for her. But their pleas fell onto deaf ears, as she placed her hand onto your outstretched one.

It was a very shocking surprise to see your statue crack, but when pieces fell, they saw skin. Your (s/c) skin, to be exact.

(Okay so, I may or may not forget about this again... ehe)