Chapter 9: Remnants of Emily

Chapter 9: Remnants of Emily

WARNING: Some scenes may contain sensitive content. Be advised accordingly.

I didn't know how time has passed but when I looked at the dark sky through the window. I immediately understood that I was perfectly caught in his trap. But Emily, can't you use this opportunity to finally end this obsession of his?

Was he also obsessed with Emily in my previous life?

I was about to reach the dagger on my hip but I groaned when I felt a restraining chain on both my right hand and feet. That bastard, he must've thought that he could do all he wants with me.

I tried to pull the chain with my arm but it only left a painful mark. The more I resist, the more it digs into my flesh. That way, I could see some droplets of blood falling on the white mattress.

But that didn't matter, I should turn the tables if I want to survive. This pain is nothing compared to me dying in my previous life.

Emily, let's get out of here.

With my left hand, I reached for my dagger and used it to remove this chain from hand but I knew that it was not going to be easy. He could've used some rope instead of this. Using this chain means that he's a total psychotic son of a bitch.

I bit my lip so as not to let a moan from my mouth. Letting him know that I could free myself from this would be disadvantageous for me.

It was as if, a coincidence that the door lock clicked and I already finished removing the chains from my hand and ankle.

My eyes moved at the vase sitting idly on the side table. So when the door opened, I attempted to hit him with it but it was futile as I expected. Since he's a knight, he could obviously sense my movements.

"Emily, are you going to hit me with that?"

He pushed the vase from hands causing it to break from the fall. I immediately received a nerve-wrecking slap from him.

I lost my balance and fell back on the bed so he took that opportunity to push me back to the bed.

I glared at him but I was feeling a little bit dizzy.

"What Emily, you're going to hurt the only heir of the Duke? Me the future Emperor?"

I closed my eyes for a bit that I wasn't able to stop him from kissing my lips. Angrily, I bit his lips and it tasted rusty.

He moved away from me and wiped off the blood from his mouth.

"Emily, why can't you just accept me huh? You should be happy and feel lucky because you were chosen by the Future Emperor himself."

"How about you, why can't you accept that I have rejected you many times? To think that you would stoop this low. Is it your ego? You can't accept the fact that a lowly daughter of the Count rejected your marriage proposal-"

He slapped me again causing me to fall more into the depths of dizziness. Then he slapped me again. This bastard, he's taking advantage of my dizzy situation.

"Don't you ever doubt my love for you Emily. You should feel honored that you were chosen by me."

I closed my eyes a bit and lightly bit my lips so I could feel the pain and stop myself from crossing the bridge of unconsciousness.

"Love is not about treating your woman like a thing. You say you love me but you kept on slapping me just so you could justify your love for me. How ridiculous."

His eyes burned with anger. And raised his hand to slap me again but he instead ripped the upper part of my dress revealing the private parts that I have only seen myself.

"Don't line me up with your excuses Emily. You're going to be my wife after this night. You will bear my son, the next Crown Prince and your family can't do anything about it."

"How brave of you to think that I would let that happen. I will choose my own husband. I will be the one to choose for myself and will not let anyone do it for me instead."

Provoking him might be bad but it will help me buy time. However, it will not stop him from molesting me. His tongue forced its way inside of my mouth.

Just a minute, Emily. Then everything will be over.

"Emily."

"Milord, I need to go home. I want to know what happened to my family--"

As if watching a play, I saw myself hugging a thin blanket to cover my nakedness. Then the bastard sat and kissed me lovingly. Is this what happened to you, Emily?

I groaned painfully when a surge of several memories flashed right before me. I didn't notice the bastard stopped from kissing me and instead worriedly called me several times. But I didn't respond to him, instead I watched the memories unfold before my eyes.

"Y-your family Emily, I'm sorry but they've been caught committing treason.."

Emily shivered in fear and shock. She thought that her kind and loving family could never do that kind of thing. But she couldn't do anything except crying her heart out and again the bastard lovingly consoled her while trying his best to hide his victorious smile.

"But my brother, what happened to him? He didn't hurt you right? He was just trying to protect me but he didn't mean to hurt you--"

"Emily, I know that I tried to explain it to my father several times but he didn't budge. I…even…even kneeled for your brother…for you."

"B-but he was just worried about me not being able to come home for a week. He didn't mean anything harmful to you or the Duke. W-what can I do to spare him?"

But the bastard groaned and touched his stomach. Emily worriedly glanced at the bandaged stomach of the bastard. He was clearly showing her that he was hurt and there was no any other way to plead.

"I… I was also hurt Emily. He… He was trying to stop our love because he didn't understand. But I respected his decision because he's your brother. However, my father wouldn't spare him because of this wound. I know that your brother is only protecting you but did he really have to go this far hurting me just to he could separate us apart?"

Emily wasn't able to answer and justify the false accusation against her family. She knew that her family would be immediately executed for committing treason but her brother, who had just worriedly searching for her around the nook and cranny of the capital was also condemned for attempting to harm the only son of the Duke. Emily didn't see what happened but she was sure and claimed that her brother was innocent but she's still ignorant with the statuses and power that rules over the empire.

She was a weak, naive lady who fell into the cunning tricks of a psychotic bastard.

"B-but my f-family, c-can't I do anything to save them? I will kneel in front of your father or even the Emperor. I-I just wanted them to be safe."

Instead of answering, the bastard cupped her cheek and stole a light kiss from her. He has never had any single intention of letting her family live because they greatly opposed their marriage.

The next remnant showed me the image of Emily sadly looking outside through the window. She spent her days and nights grieving and apologizing to her family.

"Y-you want to go to the plaza? But… No Emily, people might see you and I don't even want you to see that cruel sight."

"B-but… T-this might be the last time that I will be seeing them. J-just this once please. I will do everything you wanted me to do just please give me this one."

She kneeled in front of the smiling bastard without even knowing that it was all of his schemes.

With her pitiful request, she rode the horse with the bastard to go to the plaza. There she saw many people gathered, watched and scorned her family for being traitors.

She wanted to shout and defend them but the bastard stopped her and lowered the hood on her head so no one could recognize her.

Her eyes were already blurring up when she saw her brothers's head being put under the guillotine and her mother and father shouting and pleading to the crowd.

"B-brother…"

"Please… Spare my daughter, Your Majesty you can take away our lives as you branded us as traitors but not our daughter." Her as always elegant, simple and cheerful mother was gone and there instead was a mother wearing rags and crying her eyes out to save her daughter's life.

"Your Majesty, please spare my daughter. Even if you could only spare her, we would gladly accept this punishment."

But the cold Emperor gave them no response and signalled to start the execution. Even my heart broke into pieces when I saw Emily seeing how her family was cruelly and falsely executed. With her bare eyes, she saw how the sharp blade cut off the life from her family's eyes. She didn't avoided the scene and tormented herself to endure the cruel scene in front of her eyes. For she truly realized that all along, it was her that executed her own family.

She quietly cried and the bastard was completely enjoying the show in front of his eyes.

That day, Emily didn't move from sitting beside the window. The maids were frustrated at her and they're scorning her for being a traitor's kin but they couldn't say it out loud because the bastard was so focused on keeping her away from the eyes of others.

He successfully caged her into a luxurious prison where her needs are all provided, the bastard's attention being poured out all onto her and her whole life only revolved around the four-cornered room.

She did as what she promised. She listened to all the things that the bastard wants her to do.

"You're going to live here from now on, Emily. I'm sorry but you can't leave this room because I don't want anyone to discover you for that will endanger your life. And don't you worry because all your necessities and even vices will be provided."

She obeyed without even thinking twice. Maybe, she thought that she would live in hell for all of her life as a punishment for her weakness and naivety.

"Let's cut your hair, Emily or we can even change its color so no one would recognize you right away."

"The new Madamme will be arriving and will rule in this house so that pest will be gone for sure."

"Emily, I'm sorry I can't give you a proper wedding. I hope you could understand your situation. So kindly treat the Duchess properly. But remember that you'll always be my woman."

Again she nodded without thinking. She lived like an emotionless doll and spent her days sitting beside the window. Even if the maids and the Duchess spent their time harassing her, she didn't budge. Then the bastard who took away everything from her turned a blind eye and didn't even defend her from all the harassments but she didn't pay attention to any of that.

It was as if she was physically alive but her soul has long left her body.

So this was the turning point of your life. You're so weak and naive Emily. To think that you would fall for this bastard's schemes. But I won't let that happen to us anymore. We will not experience it again, I promise you.

Tonight, we will end this miserable fate. So watch me as I avenge for you.

"Emily, are you alright? Does your head hurt?" I opened my eyes and can't help but laugh when I saw the son of a bitch worriedly looking at me.

"You son of a bitch. Were you not satisfied with what you did to Emily and yet you're going to repeat the same bullshit. You have never learned your lesson." His eyes widened with my vulgar words that he didn't notice me preparing to attack his weakness.

I gave all my strength just to kick his disgusting dick. He groaned painfully and immediately moved away from me while not knowing what to do to ease the pain he's feeling.

"Y-you bitch! Y-you will pay for this!"

I didn't gave him a chance to run away or defend himself. I immediately pricked his neck with a needle.

"Argh! Y-you…"

"How does it feel to be played in your own game?" I waved the syringe in front of his face and he paled when he saw what I had just injected him.

I did what he did to me a while ago. An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. I injected him with the same medicine but with a larger dose so he could painfully feel the dizziness and headache he caused me.

He panicked and didn't know what to do but when he saw the door he immediately ran towards it but he couldn't fight the drug that's taking away his consciousness.

He helplessly fell into the ground and glared at me.

"How does it feel you bastard? I really wanted to pluck your eye out, to sew that disgusting lips of yours and to chop that hand off but I will be doing you a favor, isn't it?"

I felt the urge to step on his hand so I did and he moaned painfully. Stepping on his hand was not enough. But I should calm myself. My family will meet the same fate if I let this stupid emotions get ahead off me.

"M-milady!"

Then as if a miracle, Gray entered and surveyed the room. He immediately understood what happened.

"Milady, your brother has arrive and will soon walk into this room so we have to go and--"

I turned to face him when he stopped talking but he immediately turned his eyes away from me so I was confused.

"M-milady may I?" He said while his face reddened. Oh, is there something that could make my most loyal guard to be flustered over something.

"Go ahead." I tore my eyes away from him and continued looking at the unconscious bastard in front of me. What should we do here Emily?

But I suddenly felt a coat draped around my shoulders. That's when I looked at myself and realized that I was almost naked.

"I…I apologize milady."

He said but I didn't make a big deal out of it. I just want to deal with this as fast as I could and return to my family.

"What should we do with this trash, Gray?" I asked him then I saw his eyes blazing of anger.

"Should we cut off his limbs?" He was surprisingly gore with that remark of his.

"I would also want that but this bastard is still the son of the Duke and we won't be safe if they find even the slightest injury on him. We should turn the table."

"But he did an unforgivable act on you milady and he should be severely punished--"

"Do you think that the nobles would think like that?" He stopped and flinched.

"The daughter of a mere Count seduced the innocent son of the Duke and she couldn't accept the fact that the only bastard of the Duke can't return her feelings so she tried to corner the Duke and ended up severely harming him. Thus, the Wescotts have been executed."

A brooding silence reigned over us and I thought of a magnificent idea.

"What do you think is the most powerful weapon yet the weakest link in a man's body?" I asked as a matter of fact and he stuttered.

Well, what kind of a noble lady would ask such vulgar thing?

He realized what I was pointing out and he looked at his bottom. Not wasting any second, I started to kick the bastard's balls. My eyes saw a dagger strapped on his waist and inspected its sharpness. I could clearly hear Gray swallowing lumps of saliva.

I have decided on not hurting him but my pity for Emily and our loving family couldn't let me be in peace. Leaving this bastard untouched is something I would regret in my whole life so I came up with a perfect conclusion.

"M-milady you said that, harming that bastard would put us in the disadvantage?"

"Well, who would publicly disclose the fact that his balls has been cut off? Besides, does a noble lady have the capability to hold a weapon? No one would believe his accusation against me. He would be condemned for not having the capability to bore an heir. Thus, excluding him in the successor's list." I said and delivered a final blow.

"M-milady."

It was gore and disgusting. So I used a handkerchief to get that disgusting thing and with my might, I threw it outside the window.

"M-milady." Little did I know, Gray has been shivering beside me as he kept on calling me. Seeing how I cruelly cut off a future Duke's balls with a dagger must have scared the shit out of him.

"Well, he would be frustrated and ashamed to reveal the fact can't he?"

I went back and took the bastard's dagger. Gray's eyes widened as if he had realized what I was going to do.

"Gray, at this point, my life will depend on your hands, on how fast you can respond at the danger threatening your Master's life."

"No one would believe the story of an unscathed lady so this is all I could do to turn the tables. So the moment I finish this, carry me and run towards the front door. Let everyone see that the only daughter of the House of Wescott has been severely harmed and is been knocking on the death's door. And the only culprit was none other than the bastard himself."

Or else, my family would again be falsely executed and I will live my life in despair.

Not hurting the bastard will be my advantage and with me bearing a life-threatening injury would greatly turn the tables.

'The only heir of the Duke is unharmed while the lady is on the verge of death.'

What a great and cruel way to stop myself from facing the same end with the previous Emily.

With the hopeless thought of surviving, I took the bastard's hands and had him hold his own dagger and with a one strong move. I successfully stabbed myself. I dug the dagger deep into my stomach but a hand immediately held the knife and worriedly carried me far away from that cursed room.

"M-milady, p-please hang in there. I can already see your brother running towards us. H-he's just inches away so if you could, please don't close your eyes."

"Lily!"

I felt a drop of liquid fell onto my face but I couldn't care less because I have finally cut the string of this miserable fate of us. Emily, have I made you happy?