EMPEROR: The Untold Story
Reflections Memory

“Come on Albert... So just my husband huh?” he held both arms around Albert's neck.

“I told you, I love others,”

“What does that person love you?”

“No,”

“Ya just give up,”

“You already have dozens of slaves and knights who are willing to do anything, why should I?”

“It's a matter of the heart, Albert. I've liked you since I hatched.”.

“Yes because the first creature you saw was me,” grumbled Albert. At that time he was struggling with toys with Prince Cyril, then the Prince pushed him, Albert hit the bed where Orion's egg was warmed.

And the egg fell right on Albert's lap.

Then hatch.

A sweet baby girl stared at Albert with a sparkle.

“At least kiss me so I have a good dream.” woo Orion.

The nectar fragrance spread again.

Tickling Albert's nose.

His male desire immediately increased. That part of the body is active.

“Orion,” complained Albert.

“A little bit huhaa? Please?” Orion's fingers carelessly caressed Albert's body which began to stiffen.

Albert breathed, He gave up.

He lowered his head and kissed Orion's moist lips.

But when Orion's forked tongue began to twitch his tongue, Albert snapped his finger.

Orion fell down.

“Albeeeert!” orion was upset.

Albert licks his sweet-tasting lips, the taste of Orion. Then shook his head.

“Rest there, your body is hot..” The man waved to the royal guard who was around there. “Said not to dance in the rain this morning. Snake really can have a fever. Your blood should be cold, can withstand all weather,” taunted Albert while grinning and continuing his journey.

**

Upon reaching the palace and tracing the corridor of the 3rd floor to rest in his own room, a diamond entered his shoe.

"Duh.." he sizzled as he stopped walking and opened his shoes and patted them. "Who is sowing so much on the floor?! Nyapu clean dong.." he lamented.

Then…

He heard.

A quarrel in a room nearby.

Prince Conrad's Room.

The voice was faint because the door was muffled. But the night was so quiet, it made Albert notice.

Moreover, the guard is not in place, because Prince Conrad does not like to be followed everywhere.

Albert cringing.

Then curiously headed towards the large, uniquely carved door at the end of the room.

Why does he feel weird, out of fear of intruders.

Prince Conrad had a very gentle nature. He is a woo and an artist. He likes to play strings of soft songs and paint.

It was a rare thing to hear him scream. Except for serious things like talking about war and inhumane events. That was all he was more silent withstanding furious than the explosive Prince Cyril.

But inside the room, he heard a big fight.

There was a keyhole on that door, which made a sound from within could faintly be heard on this silent night.

Because he felt the debate was very serious, Albert peeked from between the keys.

“I gave myself to you not for this! What you did could kill everyone!!” exclaim Agha panic.

“That's what I mean,” hissed Conrad while sitting on one of the sofas and folded his legs gracefully. “I will build a new kingdom with a new bureaucracy. But it won't happen if my Dad and my mom aren't dead,”

“Prince Cyril is happy to give you his throne! What are you doing all this for?!”

“Huh!” grunts Conrad, “Tahta with the intervention of someone like in my kingdom will only interfere with my movements. He must also die,”

“Our deal is not like this! I didn't expect you to be just a madman!!” exclaimed Agha while picking up her clothes that were splattered on the floor. It seems he will move on to leave.

But Prince Conrad's hand quickly reached into Agha's neck and dropped the woman onto the carpet violently.

His bright red eyes showed his anger.

“I want to rule in the vast world, in the world of Man. Not in this narrow Zafiry. Everything in Zafiry makes me cramped. The peace that Dad has embraced as an accomplishment, to me is hypocrisy! I was sick of seeing all smiles mocking me, they were always comparing me to the mighty Cyril,” with one hand, Conrad held Agha's hands over her head.

“Open,” furious.

Agha kicked Conrad in the chest, but once again it was like kicking a wall, having no major effect.

“I am a concubine, not a pel4cur!!” exclaiming Agha was angry while struggling.

Conrad's knees held back against Agha's thighs and inserted two fingers into his body, making Agha groan with pain.

“Unloved concubine, your degree has fallen to the bottom of the earth, hehehe,” kekeh Conrad mocked Agha.

That sentence made Agha speechless. His face turned very sad.

He knows Conrad's words are true.

Even though she was a concubine, Prince Cyril did not love her. He served his Prince only out of obligation. It is not the business of the heart.

“That I will not kill only you, thank you for I love you,” Desis Conrad as he unscrewed his cover and began to enter Agha.

Agha once again groaned in pain.

“Make everything seem natural, you just get out of here first. Wait for me where we agreed, and then out there we get married. Clear?”

But Agha did not answer.

Prince Conrad's movements slowly began to render him helpless. From pain to pleasure.

“I will kill the King and Queen. Then next is Cyril. So make good use of your last moments together,”

“Stop,” isak Agha.

“Not time to beg, Agha. You should be happy to be Queen of my life,”

“I will kill you after being able to get out of Zafiry,” growled Agha.

“I wonder, you can kill me before or after we get married, hehe,” and Conrad's moves are getting faster and faster. So that the next that could come out of Agha's mouth only des4h4n full of despair and pain in his heart.

Albert hurriedly returned to his room.

Then he opened his spell book, and memorized a spell.

After the poultice, he stared at his staff.

And channeling his energy.

“Jelmaanku, part of me,” he said in a low tone, “You will be born adjusting the rise of Prince Cyril. You will meet again in this Kingdom,” and then he cast a spell and the wand turns into a pen of sorts.

And Albert looked straight up.

Looked at Valent seriously. "I cast a spell of destruction because the attack did not come from humans. So severe was the betrayal and great stealth, with all the deceit he corrupted from within the kingdom" Albert said to Valent.

“My destroyer spell is unable to put the King and Queen to sleep. But it can kill most of the humans who are in the dome and put the throne people to sleep. What I fear, Prince Conrad will also be immune to spells because his grudges are so great. Maybe he'll wake up early. But take it easy, Humans cannot be resisted as easily as he thought,”

Albert was seen preparing some potions.

“Gabriel,” hiss, “This dream you saw is a reflection of the stick you have. Give everything to my lord, Prince Cyril. Sorry if you had to be born as my incarnation, you must be very troubled. But I can only depend on you,”

And Valent opened his eyes.

Then immediately sat down.

His body was covered in sweat and he was panting.

“Gosh...” hisses, “What kind of dream is that? Everything feels so real..”.