It all happened too fast for everyone to process suddenly an arrow was on the prime minister's chest.
Emerald immediately held his father. Blood oozes from his clothes. Prime minister Elton Del Marchand held his eldest son's hand tight as he look into his eyes and say his last words. "Protect Elliott, trust no one... Emerald."
Emerald fell deaf from the dragon's roar. Prince Draco yells at Emerald. "We must go!"
Emerald felt numb, he couldn't move. He let the prince dragged him to ride behind the dragon's back. Prince Draco was giving instructions in old Drukurian language towards Theos. Prince Draco was the one to pick up the prime minister lifeless body and place it before him riding behind the dragon's back before yelling instructions in Drukurian language as the dragon roars flying above.
Once they landed back on the ground. Emerald realized they are at the Drukurian Empire royal palace garden. Emerald got down the dragon as Prince Draco carries the prime minister's lifeless body along with him down the dragon. Emerald took his father from the prince and bows. "I am indebted for your kindness Prince Draco."
"Child, Elton is a good friend of mine... if you need more help-"
"Forgive me Prince Draco but I must bring my father back home today." Emerald didn't care that he was cutting off a monarch.
Prince Draco nodded, formalities will be an exception for the young man today, the red haired general turned his back and carried the cold body of his father. Prince Draco follows behind Emerald as he walks out of the palace each servant and royal guards bows down their heads with hands on their chest in respect for the prime minister.
As they passed by the halls the seventh prince who has a smile on his face thinking of greeting his teacher stops smiling and bows his head with a hand on his chest. The Emperor near the palace gateway stands and places a hand on his heart as the doors open letting the eldest Marchand carry his father out alone.
Emerald carried his father in his arms tight. Each step he took, people stop, the capital stop and holds its breath. Prince Draco follows behind him until he reach safely his home. Prince Draco feels guilty as he can't stop and blame himself. Why has he not seen such scene occurring? Why didn't he able to stop such tragedy?
News flies fast of the prime minister came back dead. People sent gifts big or small at the Marchand household to sent their condolences. That day the capital is in mourning and soon the whole empire follows hours passed in silence.
Only the dragon's roars and wings could be heard across the Empire as if the Empire was empty.
The Emperor's hands turns to fist as an emergency court meeting occurs. After hearing from the messenger that the eldest Marchand got home safe carrying his father's body.
The court room was in chaos. The court officials are spouting words of revenge at the responsible country for their prime minister's safety.
"Enough!" The Emperor yells.
He breathes in and says. "The Empire is mourning. We will resume this talk when Prime minister Elton Del Marchand's funeral ends."
Elliott cries unil he fell asleep in his brother's arms. They stayed inside their father's bedroom. As in their Drukurian culture practice. When Emerald came home. He was the one to cleanse his father's body and changes him clothes as the eldest son. He's father's body must lay down his own bedroom for tonight before being transferred to a casket and be buried the next day at the back of their garden as what his father had planned where his mother's tombstone lays.
Emerald gently patted his brother's head. "Everything will be all right."
Emerald realized no matter how careful he is in planning things for the future it seems some incidents cannot be stopped from still happening.
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