Chapter 56

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To anyone who would have seen her, Levana was a vision of serenity

 in her ethereal red wedding gown and the sheer gold veil that fell 

 to her wrists. 

 She sat on the settee in her guest quarters, posture perfect, her

 hands folded in her lap.

Except they were not folded at all, but rather balled into angry fists.

Each one held a wedding band. One that she had worn for far too 

 many years, that she had once believed would bring her love and

 happiness, but had only ever brought her pain.

The other was supposed to bring her, not the love of a blind, 

 selfish husband, but the love of an entire planet.

 She should have been wearing it now.

Everything had been going so well.

 She had been moments away from walking down that aisle.

 Moments away.

She should have been married. 

 She should have been reciting the vows that would make

 her empress.

When she found out who was responsible for this delay, 

 she would torment their fragile mind until they were a 

 drooling pathetic idiot, terrified of the sight 

of their own hands.

A knock cut through the fantasy. 

Levana shifted her eyes toward the door.

"Enter."

One of her guards entered first, escorting Konn Torin, the

 young emperor's annoying, perpetually present adviser. 

She glared at him through her gold veil, though she knew

 he couldn't see it.

"Your Illustrious Majesty," he said, bowing deeply. 

The addition of a new adjective combine with the bow

 slightly  lower than usual made the hair prickle on the

back of her neck. 

"I must apologize most severely for the delay, and for the

 news I have to impact to you. 

We have been forced, I'm afraid, to postpone the marriage

ceremony."

"I do beg your pardon."

He straightened but kept his gaze respectfully on the floor.

"His Imperial Majesty, Emperor Kaito, has been kidnapped. 

He was taken from his personal quarters and smuggled onto

 an untraceable spaceship."

Her fingers curled around the wedding bands.

 "By whom?"

"Linh Cinder, Your Majesty.

 The cyborg fugitive from the ball  Along with multiple 

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