98 No Need To Fear (2/2)

”Do you want to see her?”

His question echoed loudly for a second time, and he gazed over to her for an answer. Hongyue pouted. Seeing her about to refuse, the emperor cut in before she could make up her mind.

”It won't do any harm to see her, right? She's your sister, after all.”

Hongyue nodded as she fiddled with the silk covers before her. Her big eyes flickered to one pattern to another. Seeing her uneasy expression, the Emperor left with a comfortable state of mind.

As soon as he left, the door of the room was swung shut, and two shadowy figures of the guards at the door moved back into their post. The smile that was on Hongyue's face melted away as her eyes turned cold.

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Third sister?

This was not with her predictions.

Her eyes showed a trace of doubt, and her fingers tapped on the pattern at an even pace. Was this sister still going to be a friend or a new foe? She couldn't let down her guard. People could always change their stance in a blink of an eye. Did the general have anything to do with this?

Whatever it was, she would have to find out soon as she could in order to manipulate the situation into her favor. Her eyes flickered to the door. Although the Emperor appeared to be put off by the childish stupidly of her actions, the guards by the door were enough to tell her he wasn't going to put down his guard entirely.

Even though the Emperor had allowed her to see her sister. It should be clear that he only allowed her to because he was convinced she felt uneasy. As long as Hongyue displayed a sense of fear or doubt toward her own family, it would play in favor of the Emperor.

But more than anything else, Hongyue was fearful of something else. If this so-call sister was on her side, what would she do? She never had a sister figure nor had a sister. What was the bond of a sibling like? What was the touch of a sister like? Would they worry for you like you would for them?

It was a step lesser than a mother but more than mere friendship. All of which she never had, yet it was everything she both desired and feared.

How would she handle this?

Adjusting the expression on her face, she didn't bother to brush back her hair. She locked her sight onto the wooden door with a hint of anticipation as well as with an intense tingle of coldness. Under the sheets, her fingers balled up into a fist as she drew in a thin strand of air.

She could handle this.

If anything, she could always close up her heart.

There was no need to be afraid of anything.