9:54, approximately 1 hour before death
Layer upon layer of silks were draped across Lelouch's thin frame, coupled with heavy gems, and rich golden threads.
Lelouch hated parades, because he hated being all alone, on a giant float, staring out at vast crowds who held nothing but contempt for him.
The ones he was fond of were when he was with the army he'd built, looking across oceans of supporters, cheering his name.
"Your Majesty, about the prisoners, how would you like them executed? I'm aware we've gone over this, but a final confirmation is necessary, as there are several ways better to display Britannian power than a firing squad."
Lelouch waved his hand, and he didn't respond.
Today, Lelouch would be able to see Nunally.
He was very happy about that.
"You Majesty! Please, we have to--"
"You heard His Majesty! He doesn't want to talk about it, so a firing squad it is." Jeremiah cut the official off, his voice firmly suggesting the end of the matter.
Lelouch was grateful.
The door to the bustling room suddenly opened, and when Lelouch saw a flash of green, he absentmindedly called out C.C.'s name, hoping it was her.
It wasn't.
It was just some colored cloth for the float.
There were so many questions Lelouch had for C.C.
He wanted to ask about last night, why she had kissed him so feverishly then,
about why she wasn't here this morning, as she always was,
and what she meant when she said 'I love you.'
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Fanfiction!!|COMPLETED|!! Hour 1... Tick, tick tick. Follow Lelouch's last 24 hours alive, as he implements the final step in completing his Zero Requiem. P. S. you can skip around this book, as most of it is in canon to the anime, and if you wish, you can sk...
