Cruel Emperor Contract Deposits
Sadness and happiness

A week has passed. Ava and Emperor Cristoffer had spent a lot of time with King Petro. There is so much that King Petro tells us about the childhood of Emperor Cristoffer's mother. That week there was no awkwardness anymore. They often laugh together and joke with each other. Now enjoying the sunrise on a hill with a stretch of lake in front of him and sitting under a shady tree.

Leon bowed respectfully, his heart feeling pity looking towards Ava. This morning he was told to go to the palace to check the development of the palace. But what he got was worse.

"How's Leon?" emperor Cristoffer asked as he wrinkled his forehead looking at Leon's anxious face.

"The palace is in good condition, Sire, but Mr.'s health.."

"What's wrong with my dad?" asked Ava worriedly.

"His health is declining Sire." Leon said stammeringly.

"I want to go home. My lord, I want to go home." Ava shook Emperor Cristoffer's arm. Last night he had a bad dream. I hope nothing happens to her father.

"I'm sorry we have to go back" said Emperor Cristoffer. Bowing respectfully followed Ava who was already crying.

It didn't take long for them to arrive at the palace. Ava got off her train and ran straight to her father's room.

"Dad."

"Dad."

Ava clasped the middle-aged man's hand while crying. Sometimes he kisses his hand. "Ava" she opened her eyes. He smiled softly at her pale lips. "Grateful father can still see you." His left hand shakes Ava's head. "Be a good wife, son. I'm sorry I can't be a good father to you, make you happy."

Ava shook her head, "No ! Dad is the best dad."

His watery eyes turned towards Emperor Cristoffer. "Baginda, thank you for taking care of my daughter. Slave titip Princess servant. Since childhood, he has suffered. Please take care of him."

"Dad." Ava tightened her grip. "I'm sorry Ava Dad, got Dad up to this."

"No son, be a good wife" said the middle-aged man. Slowly the eyes were closed and her hand that Ava was holding was suffocated.

Emperor Cristoffer closed his eyes. He glanced at Leon to prepare his tomb.

Emperor Cristoffer holds Ava's fragile body. "Honey, let go of Dad. He's happy there."

"No ! it's dreaming. Dad is impossible. I'm awake." Ava drowned in Dad's chest that was not beating. "Don't leave Ava. I promised I'd see and hold my granddaughter" Ava said, recalling the middle-aged man's request.

"Dad."

"Dear." Emperor Cristoffer pulled Ava's arm into his arms. He let Ava spill her sorrow on his chest. He also felt sad to see his father-in-law no longer alive.

"I promise to take care of him. I promise I'll make it happy." Ogled Emperor Cristoffer while letting out his tears.

"Dad." Ava's body limp her eyes closed. The tightness in his heart was unable to make him endure.

"Dear." Emperor Cristoffer covered both cheeks. "Call the palace doctor" Emperor Cristoffer said, holding Ava's body. He ran to his room and laid Ava down carefully. "Dear, wake up." Emperor Cristoffer patted Ava's cheek gently. And increase his sadness. He was afraid something might happen to Ava.

"Baginda servant will..."

"Quick check," Emperor Cristoffer snapped the speech of the Palace Physician who was behind him. The palace doctor carefully examined Ava's pulse as well as her heartbeat.

Emperor Cristoffer paced back and forth, he rubbed his visibly vexed face. He glanced at Ava. "How is he doing?" ask Emperor Cristoffer.

"The Queen should not mind much. And congratulations, the Queen is pregnant with you."

Anatar was happy and sad, Emperor Cristoffer clutching his chest. He had been waiting for a child for a long time. Feel happiness like everyone else. Finally, happiness finally arrived.

"Ava," Emperor Cristoffer fused his forehead to Ava's forehead. "Thank you dear." she said.