
“Grandma, why did grandma choose grandpa as prince?”
Scarlesia's curiosity is getting hotter, she is interested in a long-lasting love story like her grandparents.
“Because she was the most sincere in love with me, the other concubines went into the harem just to strengthen her family position or add to their popularity. But he was different, the look in his eyes when he looked at me, and how he spoke to me, it all looked different,” Qirani replied.
“The idea is to have a man who loves us to old age,” Scarlesia said.
“You have it, the man who loves you sincerely,” said Qirani touching the back of Scarlesia's hand.
“Agranny means..”.
“Yes, all the men who are by your side now have a sincere heart for you. They will never leave you in any condition and no matter what, you are lucky to be loved by them Sia,”
Scarlesia smiled faintly, she understood Qirani's intentions and her brain re-raised the picture of her past life. Bringing herself momentarily flew to a time where she was loved by the men who loved her as sincerely as possible.
“Oh yes Sia, today you have free time right? No work to be done?” ask Qirani.
“No, why grandma?”
“There's something I want to show you. I have to deliver it before you ascend the throne as emperor,”
Scarlesia did not understand what Qirani was trying to tell her, without asking further where she was going to follow Qirani and Feodor. A basement is hidden behind a reading room that is never used again. Scarlesia kept walking behind her grandmother and grandfather while observing the circumstances surrounding her.
“What is this space? I thought the room was just a small patch,” thought Scarlesia.
The basement looks luxurious with various antiques on display along the way. In the long hallway, on the left and right side are portraits of previous emperors. The deeper he went, the more confused he was, wanting to ask questions but he thought it was better to be quiet while observing. Not long after, they arrived in front of a tightly locked room. Qirani unlocks the key and lets Scarlesia into the room.
“Grandma, actually why bring me here?” ask Scarlesia.
“You will know once you arrive inside,”
Scarlesia was fixated and mute when she saw a painting before her, the painting of a beautiful woman gilded with a crown and a staff in her hand that was also gold in color. The woman smiled gracefully, she thought that it was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen.
“Who is the woman in this painting?” scarlesia asked could not take her eyes off the painting.
“This is what I want to tell you, this story is passed down from generation to generation but I have not had time to tell Edward but I have told Anabela before,” said Qirani.
“Actually what kind of story will grandma tell?” thought Scarlesia.
“About more than 2000 years ago, a golden-haired woman descended from the sky. He helped humans a lot in solving problems, including Evariste who at that time the degree of women was far below men. The price of women is not lower than that of a slave satisfied man, they are only toys that are used in bed and then discarded if useless. Women's trade is everywhere, that's how Evariste used to be,”
“In between the despair of all women, a beautiful golden-haired woman saved this country. Desperation dissipates as soon as she encourages women to fight injustice, she protects women from men who endanger their lives. Since then the degree of women raised in Evariste, but problems occurred after that,”
The look on Qirani's face turned sad, Scarlesia kept listening to the story that Qirani told her.
“What happens after grandma?” ask Scarlesia.
“The world is on the brink of collapse, a great war is taking place and involving the entire universe. It's not clear in detail what war really is, but obviously the woman in this painting has an important role there. When man can no longer resist, the woman still stands tall above the heavens upholding victory for mankind. When the world was saved the woman suddenly disappeared and never reappeared,”
“Who exactly is he? Doesn't he have a name?”
“No, until now no one knew her true identity but many assumed that she was the protective goddess. This story is passed down to every emperor who served to leave a message to keep Evariste prosperous, if the woman returned then she would go to Evariste because Evariste is home for her to go home,”
Unknowingly the tears streaming down Scarlesia's cheeks, there was a sense of sadness that stifled her when she saw the painting. His heart felt hollowed out by that sadness, he felt pain for no definite reason.
“I remember, the long golden gilded woman is the woman who always comes to my dreams every time. I don't know who he is, but why? Why don't my tears stop flowing? Who exactly is he? My heart aches when I see this painting, Scarlesia's inner” while touching her chest.
“Sia, why are you crying? Does anyone hurt?” feodor asked worriedly.
Scarlesia shook her head, wiping away her tears but still her eyes were wet with tears.
“I was just sad to see this painting, the woman in the painting looked sad. Even though he was smiling, there were thousands of pain hidden behind his smile. In his lifetime, was he ever happy? Does he enjoy every problem he solves? Where is he now? Is she okay?” scarlesia said crying as she pleased.
“Confidently Sia, she must have had a lifetime where she was happy. Neither I nor any of the previous emperors believed one thing that the golden woman would return to Evariste. Home for her to go home to, will you take care of her?” said Qirani wiped Scarlesia's tears.
Scarlesia nodded slowly.
“Yes, I will take care of her until the woman returns home,”
After that, Scarlesia came out of the basement and immediately returned to her room. As he walked towards his room, he crossed paths with Xeon and the others. They were surprised to see Scarlesia's red and puffy eyes, they immediately scattered Scarlesia with various questions.
“Sia, why are you crying?” ask Andreas
“Is anything making you sad?” elios asked.
“Someone bothers you huh? Ahh where possible. If something bothers you it might be dead now,” Zenon said making Scarlesia laugh.
“Jawab! What's up?” insist Oliver.
“I'm okay really. Aye? You guys aren't with Louis?”