The Emperor Elijah was the most famous , handsome , and powerful person in his time. He was also known as the heartless Emperor, he wasn't called that for no reason , he was a ruthless and cruel man who didn't give a damn about his people. But what...
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After I sent knights to find an antidote I carried Anastasia into my bed and held her hand tightly. Her brother Tristan followed me forcefully.
"Who would do such a thing." Tristan whispered holding her other hand. "I'll find whoever did this even if it kills me." I gritted.
Suddenly Philip slammed my door open holding a bottle of white liquid. "If it really is the poison you think it is then this should be it. But it's not guaranteed it will work." He said and I snatched it off him.
"Please." I said quietly pouring the liquid into her mouth, I sat her up so it would go down. "Your Majesty." Agatha came into my room.
"Tristan and Philip get out." I said. "Your Majesty-", "NOW!" I yelled cutting off Tristan. Once they left Agatha stood next to me.
I asked her to bring me a list of suspects.
"Well there's not much but I suspect her family members, she told me a lot of stories of things they did to her out of jealousy, except her eldest brother Tristan. Then next there is Margaret since she brought the drinks but her Majesty and her are very close I doubt it was her." She said.
"Thank you. Stay there with my Wife." I stood up and made my way to the ballroom. I ordered no one to leave until I found the culprit.
"How long is he planning on keeping us here." I heard a whisper as I marched up to the family of my Angel. "Your Majesty." Her father said in surprise and bowed along with the others.
"What are you doing?!" Her mother gasped as my knights dragged them away. "What the hell!" Caroline cried.
I followed the screaming family into the dungeon. Once my knights tied them all up in a room I grabbed a chair and sat on it.
"Which one of you poisoned Anastasia." I narrowed my eyes at her father. "What?! She's our daughter we would never." Her mother screamed.
Then I looked at her sisters. "Yes we would fight a lot but she's my sister and I love her. I would never do such a thing." One of them sniffed. "Apparently you all neglected her out of jealousy." I raised my brows.
I watched as her father gritted his teeth. "She's not my daughter." He said. "FOR THE LAST TIME DANIEL I DID NOT FUCK ANOTHER MAN!" The mother yelled.
"She doesn't look anything like us or me how do you expect me to believe that." He groaned. "She has your eyes!" She argued and I rolled my eyes.
I grabbed my dagger then threw it at the father's throat, killing him instantly because his face was annoying me. They all screamed and cried. "DANIEL!" His wife sobbed.
"Father." I think his name is Jason whispered. "WE DID NOT DO ANYTHING TO ANASTASIA YOU MONSTER!" Caroline exclaimed. In response I kicked her in the head.
Just as I pulled out another dagger Philip rushed in panting. "She's awake." He said. I dropped the knife and rushed back to my room.
The soft sounds of giggles reassured me. "Angel!" I shouted opening my doors. She was up and talking to Agatha then looked at me and smiled.
I sighed happily and hugged her tightly. Agatha stood up and walked away. "Are you okay? How are you feeling." I rushed out.
"My throat hurts a little bit but otherwise fine." She looked up at me. I held her face and kissed her lips hard. Anastasia giggled as I pulled away. "You're so cute."
I ignored what she said and continued hugging her. Then suddenly she pushed me away. "You're hurt what happened?" She gasped wiping the blood of my cheek.
"It's not mine." I responded. "Who's is it?" She asked and I hesitated. "Your Majesty?!" Tristan ran into the room. "Oh Anastasia you're okay." He sighed and hugged her.
But then he looked at me. "Why did you take my family to the dungeon?" He asked. "What?" Anastasia said.
"They were with me the whole night, they had nothing to do with it." Tristan said. "Elijah? Release them now." Anastasia sighed. I looked at the knight guarding the room and he nodded then left.
"Thank you your Majesty." Tristan muttered. "Elijah?" Anastasia whispered, I looked at her. "What are you hiding?". Damn she saw right through me.
"I....killed your father." I crossed my arms looking away innocently. "WHAT?!" Tristan yelled then rushed to follow the knight I sent.
My eyes widened seeing tears fall from Anastasias beautiful eyes. "I thought you hated him." I mumbled. "Yes I hated him but he was my father?! How could you!" She cried and stood up.
"Well I-", "Leave me alone." She whispered. "No. I just did what I thought was right." I responded. "NOTHING YOU EVER DO IS RIGHT!" She sniffed and rushed away.
"Angel where are you going." I followed her. "I want to be alone." She glared at me then walked into the gardens.
I grabbed her hand and forced her to look at me. "I'm sorry okay?" I said wiping her tears. "Why would you do this? We were going so well and I was really starting to like you. Now it's all gone. Even though my father wasn't the best he was still an important person in my life and I loved him." She looked at me.
"I wasn't thinking. Angel please forgive me. I thought I was going to lose you." I caressed her face making her cry more. "Why are you acting like you did something little? YOU KILLED MY FATHER!" She exclaimed and wacked my hands away but I held her again.
"WHY?!!" She cried screaming hitting my chest. I looked down at her then caught one of her punches. I took a deep breath.
"Because I love you Anastasia! And I am willing to do anything to protect you. I want to slit the throats of everyone who has done you wrong." I said and her eyes widened.
"Just lying saying you love me won't change anything." She gritted.
"You changed me a lot. Hell I don't even recognise myself anymore but I don't care. I feel at peace when I am with you, you are a beautiful and kind hearted woman and I feel as if I don't deserve you but I will do my best to be a better man for you. Just for you." I intertwined our fingers.
"I really do love you Anastasia." I have loved her since I first laid eyes on her.
