The whitish pink leaves of the peach tree gives the palace a splendid look. Different carriage stop and various nobles from different part of Yunchi walk out of their carriage joyfully chatting away.
The laughter and bickering of some noblemen makes the palace more lively than usual.
The cream painted huge buildings look right out of a barbie princess fairytale, too beautiful to be real.
Caesar walks accompanied by various noble lords who smile genuinely immersed in his charms.
"Yunchi empire has become an Empire where the lords of the largest regions hold more power than even the Emperor!" A white beard old man laughs out. He is richly dressed in green silk.
"The lords have the final say... our young man here made that possible!" Another man says. His beard is black with little strands of white.
"Caesar...I praise you every day and envy your Father...my incompetent son...may the gods bless his worthless soul...!" The noble men laugh out and so does Caesar.
"...Spends his time idly whoring around... Can't count how many bastards he has lying around...!"
The old men laugh out again, but this time more loudly.
"You flatter me!...I am truly... flattered." Caesar admits. His pupils move scanning the environment then he sees Ricardo who signals him, hiding behind one of the huge buildings, he walks off.
"Please, excuse me... I fear I'll have to take my leave."
Caesar walks out, his head is raised up and so are his shoulders.
He walks away in haste.
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Verbena stands behind her father. She smiles as she greets the lords who speak to him. A bunch of obnoxious lords surround her Father.
"High Priest...I hear you want to name your daughter,' a woman' your heir!"
"Yes, i intend to!"
Her Father responses back. He is tall, huge and dark. He wears an expensive white linen with golden embroidery designs on it.
"There's no problem...but how about you marry her off to one of my 'sons' and name one of their 'sons', your heir... Wouldn't take long till she opens her legs and lays out eggs!" Lord Nostradamus laughs out.
"Do not talk about my heir like she's a whore!" Her father speaks out and all the lords around him keep quiet.
Verbena looks up at lord Nostradamus, her eyes say what her mouth couldn't. She quietly stands beside her father watching all their expressions. Her icy eyes move round as they observe all the faces of the lords. They fall on a tall young man leaving and walking behind. His hair the darkest she had ever seen.
They quickly divert to another conversation.
"Look over there...!" A young Lord speaks out and all eyes turn facing a young plumb boy surrounded by a lot of nobles. He waves sheepishly and sluggishly smiling at Verbena.
"High Priest, Even the crown prince is smitten by your jewel!"
Her Father smiles brightly.
"You have said right but my Verbena is more than just a jewel!"
The men laugh loudly nodding at what he just said. It was true his daughter though her face was veiled, just her stare drove men crazy.
Verbena turns to face The crown Prince who stands opposite her, a row of red beautiful Ixora flowers separates them.
He was definitely not her type. He had hair coming out of his nose, small narrow shoulders, a large flat nose and long eyebrows which were literally woven. More than 25inches long.
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Caesar
FantasyWhat happens when an insanely besotted lover travels back in time and finds his lover from his past whom he is more than ready to end the world for? What happens when a lover, maddened by obsession and undying devotion, tears through the fabric of t...
