Chapter 40
The Tyrant’s Last Doll
Guards werenât usually stationed at the second floor of the Imperial Palace to give the emperor some alone time. The lack of sleep made him irritable as it is, even saying that the guardsâ presence was much more annoying than ordinary peopleâs. The only reason they were stationed there was because of the assassination attempts recently.
Raven was the one who insisted the emperor had the doll be guarded. At first, Ridrian did not think it was necessary because who would even dare deceive him and invade the palace? But Raven had a point there. The emperor then relented and had the knights guard his bedroom.
But these good for nothing knights didnât even do their job properly. They only have one job and yet they still didnât do it right. The doll wouldnât be in this position if not for the knightsâ negligence.
Ridrian scowled at the knights, making the two gulps silently. âI will leave your punishment up to Kraman.â
Kraman is the commander of the Guard Division. While he was usually gentle and sensible, he was strict and rough when it came to military law and their duties. The knights were spared from the emperor, but their future would be good as gone once Kraman found out about this. They scrambled on their feet and fell on one knee as they begged for forgiveness. âWe apologize, Your Majesty!â
âPlease forgive us!â
Ridrian gritted his teeth in annoyance before turning to the maids who were still on the ground, bawling their eyes out. âTell me what happened.â
âIâm sorry! Iâm sorry, Your Majesty!â
The other maid wailed, âPlease spare us!â
The fear-stricken maids werenât able to form any more words but the pleas of forgiveness. They cried and begged continuously, tears pooling their eyes and wetting their cheeks. The maidsâ cries turned a pitch louder when the emperor swiftly unsheathed a knightâs sword.
Sensing whatâs about to happen, the head maid sprang and leapt in front of the emperor, begging with the same desperation. âYour Majesty, these are the children who have worked under me for five years. What they did was unforgivable and stupid, but they are just children who doesnât know what theyâre doing. Please, Your Majesty. Iâm sure thereâs something going on, please allow me to investigate.â
The emperor stopped for a while and listened to the urgency in the head maidâs words. She anxiously looked at the emperorâs face to see if she somehow convinced him. Being at the receiving end of the emperorâs wrath made her hands cold and clammy with sweat. The only thing that could assuage the raging emperor right now was the doll, who was unfortunately knocked out unconscious.
Why the hellâ¦
The doll could ease the emperorâs unpredictable moods, able to simmer it down like the brief period in between seasons. Aware that she had failed to keep an eye on the doll, the head maid bit her lip and lowered her head down.
The emperor faced the doll lying on the bed. Despite her bleeding head that was caused by the fall earlier, her face was still lively and blooming as ever. Perhaps it was because of the bracelet, the emperor thought to himself.
Suddenly, Ridrian was tempted to unlatch the bracelet on the dollâs wrist. He wanted to see what the doll looked like behind the mask she was wearing.
Ridrian shook the thought off his head. Now is not the time to get distracted. Facing the maids, the emperor asked in a booming voice. âWho did this? Donât make me repeat myself.â The warning in his voice was clear as day, and everyone knew he was already at his limit.
But the maids were too paralyzed in fear, preventing them from answering the emperorâs question truthfully. âWe donât know! When I came to my senses, she was already at the bottom of the floor! Please believe me!â
âI donât know why they did this. Iâm sorry! Please, please! Have mercy pleasââ! Â The emperorâs patience ran out as he quickly angled his body and drew the sword out. The startled knight tried to stop him, but he was no match with the emperorâs innate speed.
The red-haired maid gasped and took a step back. In a matter of just a second, the brunette maidâs head fell and lolled on the floor, unblinking, and tears were still smeared on her cheeks like she didnât realize she was about to be decapitated. The red-haired maid flinched when a spatter of blood reached her face, making her faint on the spot.
The emperor only glanced at the maids briefly before addressing the guards. âDrag these two out of my room. Find out whoâs behind this.â His eyes swept over the knights, and they immediately noticed the emperorâs eyes were back to how it appeared four years ago.
ââ¦Yes sir!â
The knight replied a few seconds later, slightly shocked at how everything turned out. He turned his heel and left the room with the maid slung over his shoulder. The way he had lifted the maid made it seem like he was already used to it.
The head maid uttered in a small voice, âYour Majestyâ¦â
âHow ignorant and foolish of them to touch my doll without my permission.â The emperor hissed.
âBut why do you have to go so far as to kill the maid? The doll is just a slave!â The head maid answered, and even she was surprised at her own words.
The emperorâs eyes flitted sharply at the head maid who dared question his actions. He tilted his head and asked in a subdued voice. âAnd why should I forgive them?â
âWell⦠becauseâ¦â
Elmira didnât know what to say. There was no excuse for what the maids did, especially when three people saw how they pushed the doll off the stairs. It doesnât matter what their reasons were, they werenât supposed to touch anything that belonged to the emperor. However, she wished the emperor didnât resort to such a violent response, and figure out whoâs behind this instead. He made such a big mess for something so trivial.
The head maid parted her mouth to speak, but the intensity of the emperorâs seething eyes prevented her from saying anything more.
âYou know me. I hate it when people touch something that clearly belongs to me.â
The head maid understood the weight of his words quite well.
The prince, whose everything was taken away from him, became the emperor of this Great Empire. He glowered at her domineeringly, and the head maid had no choice but to submit.
Frightened out of her wits, her face became pale and she quickly knelt on her knees. She knew him long enough to know that she had overstepped her boundaries. âMy apologies, Your Majesty. I shouldâve taught them better.â
âIf this happens again, Iâll cut your head next.â He flicked the blood off the sword and handed it back to the knight. Drops of blood fell to the carpet, staining the fabric.
âCall a capable man. Have him nurse my doll back to health.â The Emperor ordered as he left.
The head maid nodded. âYes sir.â
The Imperial Palace reeked of blood once again.