Hareem of Queen Alessa
Application Letter

Aegis Palace

“Make me a letter containing a proposal!” the Emperor's order after making Darius surprised by his decision to propose the prince of the Persian kingdom.

Darius suddenly pias. “Me? Application?” his hands were trembling.

“I mean, applications for these men.” Emperor Alessa gave a letter that had been selected as a candidate for his concubine.

“Sorry Your Majesty... I cannot.” Darius rejects the letters while looking away.

“Can't? Is that true? You never made a love letter?” Emperor Alessa seems to have forgotten that Darius' entire life was spent protecting him. Darius turned his head and looked at the Emperor with a strange look. The Emperor could not interpret that gaze.

“Darius?”

The man smiled faintly. “Hamba will ask other advisors who are good at this field Your Majesty. I have never written anything romantic to anyone. Servant is more comfortable like this,” the letter he just refused he took back. Then take him away.

The Emperor was silent at Darius' every word. The woman tried to digest everything. “Yes Lord... What have I done?” The emperor shut his mouth.

As Darius moved further away, Emperor Alessa pursued him. The woman immediately pulled Darius' hand until their bodies were both staggered. Darius reflexively hugged the Emperor's waist. He did not want to until the Emperor fell and hit the ground.

“Your Majesty!” said worried.

Emperor Alessa slumped in shock. He could not have expected it to nearly fall down and tightly held Darius' hand.

“Darius?”

Time seemed to stop as their netra clashed, staring at each other. I don't know why it feels like a heart beat that slowly blends together quickly. Emperor Alessa blinked, regained his senses and lowered his head.

“Uhm, thank you Darius. I'm fine,” Emperor Alessa moved away and tried to remove Darius' arm around his waist.

“Ah, forgive the sassness of His Majesty!” Darius immediately stood before the Emperor. He didn't expect to do that. Darius clenched the hand that had just touched the Emperor's waist.

Emperor Alessa shook both hands. “No! No, it wasn't your fault. You're just trying to help me. You always do a good job.I'm very grateful, Darius..”.

Emperor Alessa bent his legs to the same level as Darius. The man is a drunk.

“Your Majesty! What the hell are you doing? Stand up!”

“I'm sorry Darius, I've said things I shouldn't,” regretted the Emperor.

“Hal shouldn't?” Darius.

Emperor nodded. “Yes, cover letter problem,” The woman took the letter that was in Darius' hands. “I will ask others who worked on it,” he concluded then stood up.

Darius. The man tried to reach the letter that the Emperor had just taken. Emperor Alessa shook her head. “Let me finish it.”

Darius got up and arrested the Emperor.

“Hamba who should be more self-aware of his own servants. Servant will do anything for Your Majesty's sake, that is the reason I live until now.”

“Darius... What exactly did you mean?”

Darius smiled. “Give everything to servant, Your Majesty.”

He did not deserve to feel jealous, he did not deserve to forbid the Emperor from having an escort. All this for Aegis.

Darius walked towards the main advisory room that had been a confidant of the Emperor other than himself. Closing the door slowly. The adviser noticed Darius' arrival and looked at the strange man who kept his head down towards the floor.

“Mr Darius?”

“Please me...”.

***

Darius wrote each letter with advisory instructions. The advisor dictated each word, while Darius carved it with ink on the paper. Although every stroke of the pen felt so heavy, Darius tried to continue it and remember the determination of his life so far. while berTO’a in the heart hoping that a happiness will be owned by the Emperor. Darius tried to be honest with everything.

“It turns out Mr. Darius has a hidden talent!” praise the advisor for Darius' work. The praised man instead shook his head with a slick smile. It was nothing, it turned out that Darius' writing was very beautiful. Advisors even repeatedly read it just want to see the ink carving.

Once satisfied, the advisor rolled up the letter and gave the string a colorful color. He did so so that the letter would not be exchanged.

“I will send it soon, thank you Mr. Darius!” the face of the advisor shone. This time he had completed the task previously given to him. However, it was snuffed out because the Emperor picked up every letter all of a sudden. Unexpectedly, Darius even met him to make a cover letter.

“I have to thank you,” Darius got up from sitting after making those letters.

“Ah... I am not very helpful,” advisor flicked his hand. “Come, Mister..we go to the Emperor and give this letter asking for his opinion,” invite an advisor to Darius.

Darius nodded. He was not ready to meet the Emperor. As if he had many sins, Darius was too embarrassed to just cross paths with the woman.

“You alone, I... there is still something to work on,” the man reasoned.

Advisors understand Darius who is very busy with his activities. Aside from being a warlord, the man had always been by the Emperor's side as a personal bodyguard. His main task as a warlord must have been to hit. “Oh, fine... I will go to meet the Emperor,” parting advisor.

Darius nodded letting the advisor leave him alone in the room. The man breathed a sigh of relief, without anyone around him making him more free to express all expressions. The face that just looked fine turned grim. Enough today.Today he groaned in silence.

Darius closed his eyes, imagining his time with the Emperor who was still a beautiful princess. With all its innocence and purity. Without realizing it, Darius smiled.

‘Darius! Let's catch fish in the river!’

‘Do not treat me like a child!’

‘Darius, try to find me!’

‘Darius, teach me swordsmanship!’

‘Darius!’

The Emperor's voices ring in Darius' ears. The melodious voice that was always recorded became a beautiful memory for the man. Someone who would be the reason he was in this world.

‘There is no love in this world, there is only ambition. Isn't that what every man has in mind? I... will do the same.’

Darius opened his eyes when the word came to light. Behind the innocence and purity of the duhulu Emperor lies a deep wound. The wounds are still in place to this day. Being a hindrance to the Emperor feeling the sweetness of love. The man looked up and muttered. “While your heart is now frozen, I expect your happiness in their midst.”

Tbc.