5 The Dragon (2/2)
”He is suggesting for us to try and make the people forget their previous emperor. How unfilial!” The South retorted.
The emperor sighed. It was always the South and North that pettifogged due to their immense political power, leaving the West and East voiceless.
”Your Majesty, the afternoon court has taken a while, and because of this, the officials are already irritated from exhaustion.” Eunuch Nam, appearing from the shadows, quietly whispered to the emperor.
”Please dismiss the officials so that His Majesty could attend to the rest of his duties.” The eunuch suggested.
Emperor Huizhong looked at the officials that were still quibbling amongst themselves.
”Enough!” He silenced them as he stood up. Instantly, they lowered their heads.
”But Your Majesty―” The Minister of Rites begged for his attention.
”Who dares to oppose me?” The emperor was getting irritated. Instantly, the minister threw himself to the floor to save himself.
Emperor Huizhong leisurely strode by the stairs, and to this, the rest of the officials fell to the floor.
”Empress, you say?” Emperor Huizhong snickered to himself. Huticah slaughtered his father's heart as he slept and ruthlessly left him for the dead. A small nation killed his father four years ago, yet there was no progression in obtaining evidence in order for Furia to stop defending the tiny nation. Instead of helping him find evidence, all these power hungry men cared only about feeding themselves till fat.
The emperor smirked and raised his hand.
At this, the room broke into hushed protests that were propelled by fear.
”Not again.”
”Quick, beg for our lives.”
”What has angered him so deeply?”
Hurriedly, one of the scholars ran to the emperor while carrying a soft cushioned pillow; on it lay the dragon sheathed sword. Emperor Huizhong carelessly unsheathed the sword and then proceeded down the stairs.
Swoosh!
The sword swiped through the air and stopped just by the Minister of Rites' neck. His deep hazel eyes were electrified with deep anger traced with fury.
”Your Majesty! Your Majesty is merciful…” The Minister stuttered. If Furia kept defending Huticah, they would have to destroy the nasty nation and rip it of its beauty. Besides, he saw it as his destiny to possess the ends of the world.
”Am I?” He chuckled towards the sweating minister.
”Your Majesty…” The minister dragged the words as he broke into sobs of helplessness. The emperor felt even more indignant. Deep inside, his soul was breaking into pieces like the man before him.
Meaningless.
Everything under the sun was meaningless. He angrily threw the sword onto the floor, and it clanged as metal collided with tile.
”Long live! Long live for tens of thousands to the Emperor of Nevoria!” The officials bid their farewell as he walked down the aisle for exit. Behind him, Court Lady and Eunuch Nam followed. With his back straight and hands entwined at his back, he gracefully made his exit, his black and red exquisite robes trailing on the floor.
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