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"Maximilian?"
I blink at her silently. She just called my name. By my name. Instead of feeling repulsed and detested by that sound I instead can't feel anything anymore. All I can see is her.
My breath stops for a moment again. Just like back i...
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Elizabeth was on her way to Roman's house now. It was almost turning dark soon, which was the time mentioned on the letter. He mentioned that others were coming too, such as Johannes, Albrecht, and The Emperor. Of course his three best friends.
Elizabeth stared out of the desolute night grounds out the window, searching for some kind of answer to her questions. Staring endlessly.
'Did he invite me because I worried about him or to bring back his friends together again? Was it for me?'
These thoughts run in her head as the carriage moves. Elizabeth was always overthinking everything before proceeding with it. She's not certain perhaps. She didn't want to think anymore about the purpose behind the invitation. It was a natural thing to occur, as they were his friends and Elizabeth's husband so happened to one of them too.
But she can't help but want that it was because of her. Why did he invite all of them instead? Why not just her and the Emperor?
The estate was arriving shortly in the distance, Elizabeth could see closely. It stopped at the front of the estate and Elizabeth stepped upon the ground. Which led to stairs.
Some of the guards must've noticed her arrival and announced it. "The glorious moon of the Empire, Empress Elizabeth has arrived!" The sound of their voices reverberated loudly that it reached the people inside the estate too. Even Roman.
He comes outside with his hands behind his back, dressed up fashionly for the night. It seems other people have arrived before too. The other invitees. Her brothers must be here too then. Both of them this time. Maybe. It's possible Albrecht would come, but she's not sure of Johannes. It's been long since she's seen him too.
"My Empress." He greets her by taking her hand and pressing a kiss to the back of her hand. A sudden blush spreads to my cheeks at the gesture. She had suddenly grown aware of his presence and the skin that his lips had lightly feathered upon in the form of a kiss.
Elizabeth stills inhumanly in place, and turns sharply away from him. Searching for other things to look at around. Roman leads her inside of his estate to the main dinner hall where almost everyone was present. He pushes open the large wooden doors with golden patterns marked across them, opening them to a room filled with laughter and clinking of silverware.
The moment she stepped inside the room, everyone had grown aware of her presence and stood up respectfully. Elizabeth scanned the room for one certain person, her brother who has not returned for over 5 years and left the dukedom. He left it all to the youngest brother, Albrecht. Albrecht was definitely here, with Heide by his side.
"Greetings, to everyone too. You may rise." She tells them with authority, raising her hand. They all rise and take their seats again.
"Empress, when will the Emperor be coming?" Albrecht asks and I can't help but sigh at his words. "Albie, I have told you many times not to call me Empress. You are my brother, so call me sister." I've told him countless times at least. Maybe even hundreds.
