DanitaMimi

“The daughters of a man like that doesn’t deserve to live.” The crowd chattered angrily, they were ready to tear them apart. “The princesses of Elderslot should be put to death.” 
She raised her head slowly, she glanced at the current emperor of the Aubreun Empire, he wasn’t very much different from how she remembered him; he was only dressed in the clothes of the imperial palace and his name had changed.

 “Heads down you insolent witch!” One of the palace guards snapped before smacking her cheeks, her head snapped to the side and blood seeped from the cut. 

“The princesses of Elderslot should be put to death!” The crowd kept on chanting. “The tyranny of the duchy of Elderslot has come to an end his majesty should do us a favor and kill them all.” 
 “Kill them all!” 

“Show no mercy!” 

“Off with their heads!” 

“Silence!” The Emperor yells and the crowd grew silent. “The house of Elderslot has indeed committed treason against the imperial family and the empire as a whole, but I assure you, the Duke of Elderslot and all those responsible has been executed.” 

     Her heart hammered in her chest, and once again she dared to look up at him, he spoke with a dignified arrogance whilst radiating kingly aura; he was like a stranger. 
 “My verdict is mercy, they shall be given their lives but their positions will be reduced to nothing.” The tears that well in her eyes, slipped and fell to her blooded dress. The Emperor turned in her direction as he spoke. 
“They shall be left with nothing,” their eyes met and his hardened immediately. “Nothing but shame and pain to clothe them.”

Not My Sins

"Are you okay?" Doni froze upon hearing the familiar voice behind him. It was light and beautiful, yet it struck him with anxiety. He raised his head slightly, his hand instinctively covering his left eye. "I saw you writhing in pain."

"Get away from me," Doni growled, pushing her away forcefully. He kept his face hidden, fearful of being exposed. Despite his efforts to distance himself, Rain followed him, her petite form blocking his path with determination. "Princess, please get away from me."

"You seem hurt," she observed, her voice tinged with concern. "I know you hate being close to me, but I can't just stand by and do nothing when you're in pain."

Familiar