Prologue

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A single tear fell from the woman with hair as white as snow. "Why?" She gasped as she slowly looked down at the sword that was plunged straight through her heart. She dropped down to her knees.

The emperor simply stared down at her, his dark red eyes void of any emotion. Why was such a lowly woman causing such a scene, she disgusted him.

"Your majesty, I did everything for you. Why must you do this to me?" She wailed, coughing up blood as she desperately clung onto the Emperor of Ardent with shaking hands. The woman, the youngest princess of a foreign kingdom, was sent to marry the Emperor who at that time was the Prince of Ardent. With Orelia's help, he became Emperor. Orelia was the one to give him his crown. She killed countless people and gave up everything for the love of this man.

"You were nothing but a mere pawn. I never loved you." The Emperor said coldly as he shook her off.

The woman's green eyes widened in shock. Flashes of memories flashed by her. All of those happy memories filled with the emperor which were very precious to her. No one in the entire world loved her, except for the Emperor, at least that is what she thought. Her last memory flashed through her mind: her infant son who was just born less than a week ago. He had white hair and chubby cheeks. He had fire red eyes and was smiling cheerfully at her.

She gasped with ragged breath. "What about our child, what about him?" Orelia asked with grief. How would he survive when I am dead? 

"I will make sure he would never become crown prince." He said with force. "That child has no magic, such a weak boy could never inherit the throne."

"But, he is firstborn, he has the right to the throne no matter the magical constitution!!!" Orelia yelled.

"I am now Emperor, my word is law." He simply said.

Orelia was shocked. Who was this arrogant man standing in front of her? It was as if he was a different person. She was born as the lowly 14th princess of her kingdom and was always treated like she was worthless. But, when she met the Emperor for the first time, it was the first time she felt wanted. She wanted to do everything for the man who showed her kindness. She now knew the true nature of the man she once loved. She knew his greed was endless. She gritted her teeth.

"Then you will have no heir," Orelia said with confidence. The emperor had no family after all she was the one who helped him kill them all. She was the empress.

The emperor just smiled as if he knew something she did not. All of a sudden shouts were coming and one of the servants appeared.

"Your majesty, the royal concubine Reyna has given birth to a prince with a powerful fire constitution!" the servant told him excitedly.

The emperor smiled and Orelia shivered with fear. No, this couldn't be happening. All this time, the royal concubine was pregnant? She thought back to the last few months in which Reyna, the royal concubine, traveled back home because of a strange sickness. The royal concubine was Orelia's best friend whom she trusted. Have they been playing her a fool?

"Ahh, yes, I forgot, my heir has been born!" He proclaimed. He swiftly turned around with his long red cape trailing after him.

Orelia fell face-first onto the ground.

"I curse you..." Orelia said ever so softly. The emperor who had enhanced hearing heard her. He paused for a moment. He spared a glance back. "Your greed will be your downfall, I hope you die a slow and painful death." Her green eyes sparked with power as she glared at his back.

Why was this bitch still alive?

The Emperor yeeted a fireball towards Orelia and soon, she had stopped breathing. The Emperor smiled with a gleam in his eyes. Everything was going according to plan. 

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