Chapter 72 - Part 2: Game on (1/2)

Celestia was about to stand up, she wants to avoid any controversy especially now that the media is active.

"Stay." His deep voice echoed in her ears, it's just a whisper yet it still feels powerful.

With a deep breath, Celestia accepted her fate, her body becoming cold, she really doesn't want any trouble as much as possible.

Hannibal went up and moved to another seat, giving a vacant space for Astrid beside Logan.

He gave a small nod at the empress of Theavarian, as she finds her way to Logan's side.

Walking with great elegance, Astrid caught the eyes of the people from the room. She exudes the aura of an empress, wearing her invisible crown with her chin held high. If Logan's taste changed, why should she still stick on her white lotus image?

She can play the cards of being a ruthless and conniving empress too.

Wearing an all gold empire line gown with her long golden locks flowing behind her, she looks regal, her eyes will tell you, she's not an enemy you can handle.

Giving one of her smiles to Logan, while holding his arm firmly confirmed what the people think...she is the bona fide empress of Theavarian.

The media went relentless, this will be a big scoop!

Everyone sneakily captured their pictures, careful not to get caught and be the center of the wrath of Daxon Logan Fergus.

The enigmatic emperor of Theavarian has a concubine!

Celestia felt uneasy as the auction starts, her stomach churned as every second passes by. She felt that everyone is mocking her, gossiping about her.

"Good evening Your Majesties, royals, nobles, and elites, tonight there will be four items to be auctioned..."

"I will go to the powder room," she excused herself, being the center of unwanted attraction makes her nausea, with one hand in her mouth, she hurriedly ran into the room, vomiting all she had eaten.

Two loud clinking foot-steps can be heard from her behind, she turned with the back of her right hand pressed on her mouth.

It's Astrid and the woman she's with.

"B*tch. Don't tell me you are pregnant wh*re," Brielle said, her voice sounding calm and dangerous at the same time as she stood tall looking at Celestia.

Astrid froze, she can't have any child with Logan! Her fist curled into a ball, her mouth remained zipped.

Can she kill an unborn child? But if she let this sl*t give birth to an heir, her position will surely be endangered.

Her eyes glinted with danger, so what if she sacrifice another life?