The Crown of Wilted Gold.

34.

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Irisa looked at the Eastern Palace, she never thought that she would come here, not like this. She walked toward the front courtyard, Nancy helped Irisa with her stomach.

Irisa did not wish enter the delapitated manor, but Donald was the only person that could help her, she had no one else.

It had been about three days since she was stripped of her title and her name, she had been staying in a small hotel in the middle of town, she hated it but she was homeless and it was only the money that Maltida gave her.

After thinking for a long while, she decided to take actions, she knew that the war was going to come very soon and it did not make it better when they said that a new Empress had been announced and she was knew who it was. A celebration was going to be hosted that night to celebrate both the new Empress and the return of their Emperor.

"Irisa, please... Do not do this... Donald is... he is the enemy..." Nancy let out one again. "Are you going to really do this, My lady!"

"I don't know what to do! Nancy! Friends will become foes! When the full rise, Nancy, it is the beginning of the fourth month, the full moon will rise! Bodies will pile!" Irisa said, still walking toward the front door.

Beatrice was standing by the side of the old manor, she noticed Irisa and Nancy marching toward the house. A frown graced her face, she knew who they were here to see and she smirked. She walked toward them.

"Empress Irisa... ops... Irisa..." Beatrice yelled.

Irisa stopped, she closed her eyes, as she forgot that Beatrice was going to be at the manor. She did not have time to talk to Beatrice, she had to see Donald.

"Wait! Common!" Beatrice yelled and ran toward her.

Irisa stopped and turned to her younger sister, Beatrice was smiling proudly, happy that she was down her high horse and she was now lower than her.

"Are you not going to bow to the Princess Consort in greeting?" Beatrice's maid questioned and folded her arms. She was not going to show Irisa mercy, when she had not extended such grace to her lady beforehand.

Irisa swallowed, she stared at her sister, she had no choice, she was but a mere woman at the moment. Nancy glared at the maid, she was livid, how could such lowly maid talk to her? Irisa took in a deep breath.

"Common, greet me," Beatrice nodded at her. Irisa blinked, she bowed slowly.

"I pay respect to your Highness, Consort Beatrice." Irisa curtesied.

Beatrice scoffed, and folded her arms, her eyes narrowed, she was so happy that Aaron was the one who destroyed her. Everyone knew of the disgraced Empress, History would continue to record the tales of her misdeeds and her humiliation, Beatrice knew she could not pass up the opportunity to humiliate her, now that it had presented itself.

"I never thought this day would come, the day I will see the great Empress Irisa would fall and be disgraced!" she grinned.

Irisa's eyes narrowed, she did not reply him, she folded her arms, and continued staring at her.

"You were once in the position of the highest woman of Kaley and you lost it, just like that.." Beatrice scoffed. "Then again, you are two stupid to keep such a position. Why are you here? To beg me for mercy?" Beatrice eyed her arrogantly.

"I am here to see Prince Donald..." She answered.

Breatrice frowned, her eyes narrowed. Why was Irisa looking for Donald now that she was disgraced?

"Why are you looking for him? To seduce? Everyone knows you are an adulterer."

"Consort Beatrice I wish to see the Prince, it is important."