Chapter 54
The Tyrant’s Last Doll
âNice to meet you, Miss. My nameâs Lavis.â He offered a salute by folding his ring finger and pinky. It was a religious greeting done by placing the thumb against the chest. He was so polite I felt a little out of place.
I greeted him back but in an aristocratic fashion, just in case he wasnât aware that I am the emperorâs doll. He forced a smile at my greeting and addressed the emperor, âI think thereâs something that you missed.â
âDo I have to tell her that?â The emperor asked.
âThereâs no need to be overly distrustful. If you keep doing this, it will look like Iâm just an outsider who the Majesty orders around.â Lavis said in a calm, assuring voice.
The emperor thought over Lavisâ words and nodded. âYouâre right.â
Lavis smiled. âIf itâs alright with you, Iâll go tell her myself.â
A few seconds passed before the emperor agreed. âDo as you please.â He beckoned Lavis and sat on the sofa. He sat there smugly like he was in the middle of a photoshoot and I found myself transfixed at the sight.
He grinned at my reaction, seeing that he had caught my attention.
âAs you may already know, I am emperor Ridrianâs half brother. You donât have to be wary of me because Iâm here to serve you.â
âStop saying nonsense.â The emperor snapped irritably but Lavis didnât seem to mind in the slightest, completely unfazed and unbothered at the emperorâs sharp tongue.
I am well aware of Lavisâ identity but obviously I canât let them know that, so I tried to look surprised as best as I could. Lavis seemed to be convinced and nodded. âI know about you, so donât worry too much. Youâre already going through a lot as it is.â
The emperor beckoned me to sit on the sofa where he was sitting. I walked there and just when I was about to sit, Lavis spoke, âYou have to sit here so I can take a good look at you.â He patted the chair right next to him.
What is he doing? Was he really making me choose between sitting beside the emperor and him, the High Priest? Why do I feel like my future was at stake here?
The emperor stared at Lavis for a short moment before succumbing to his seat. Lavis chuckled at the emperorâs reaction. I let out a sigh and sat next to Lavis.
âIf you donât mind, can you open your mouth?â
It was purely procedural, but I felt slightly uneasy since it would shed light on my injuries. Seeing the worry on my face, the emperor assuaged, âYou can show him, Iona. He may look bad and distrustful, but I could assure you heâs here to help you.â
Lavis clucked his tongue at the unwarranted comment. âDonât you think thatâs a harsh way to talk about a Priest?â
I didnât expect the emperor would side with Lavis, but I understand. As a matter of fact, Lavis was originally a loyal aid to the emperor. Although I was still a little bit reluctant despite the emperorâs assurance, I followed Lavisâ instructions and slowly opened my mouth.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âCan Iâ¦?â He tilted my chin with his fingers and leaned closer. What is he seeing?
Before this, Iâve also looked at it through the mirror but it was really hard, and I canât really see anything that much. Lavisâ forehead creased in concentration and I couldnât help but feel anxious.
Then a troubled look was now displayed on his features, and I felt more anxious than I already am. Could his divine power fix my throat?
Godâs power was sacred, so it should reign against any kind of trauma, but Iâm guessing there were a few things sacred power canât win against. Lavis, to my surprise, brought up something entirely different from what I had expected. âYou must have suffered a lot, huh?â
His words caught me off guard, making my heart hammer against my chest.
I pressed my palm over my chest to calm my racing heart. It was beating so loudly I wondered if they could hear it.
I felt so vulnerable that tears began to pool my eyes. They fell generously and I wasnât able to put a stop to it. Whatâs happening?
âIona?â The emperor rose from his seat, looking at me concernedly. I panicked and tried to wipe my tears ungraciously with the back of my hands but to no avail. The tears still kept flowing, streaming like a downpour.
Whatâs wrong with me? Stop crying!
My emotions engulfed me as if it had a life of its own, overtaking my senses completely, making me cry even more. A dark sensation slowly crept up my body and swallowed me from the inside out.
In an instant, the walls I surrounded myself with broke; the feelings Iâve kept hidden for nearly a decade tumbled out immediately after the kind words I didnât expect anyone to say.