
Cabridge. The british.
Two days have passed. Emelie's back at the palace. Lukas and Lana have returned safely to Hong Kong. There were no more Gold Dragons nor Heels Devils. All are wiped out along with the loss of Zeroun and Jesica. Now they all have to live without the shadow of the past again.
“What is true?” Is he really not coming back? Was that night the last time I saw her face?” emelie said with a hoarse voice. His eyes look swollen. For two days he had not slept or eaten. Just crying and lamenting the departure of the man he loved so much.
Emelie was crying so–. He sat on the edge of the window with his legs bent upwards. It still feels like a dream. All of her fond memories along with Zeroun appeared to disturb her mood. All about Zeroun was still attached so warmly in his heart.
The phone's voice rang. Emelie stared at her phone screen with an illegible face. Put the phone in her left ear. The phone fell out of his hand.His face pegged for a while. The Royal Princess still could not believe what she heard.
Emelie got up from that window, galloping out of the room. The royal princess wanted to arrive at a place where she could meet someone. His steps look so fast. Emelie asks the driver to take you to the specified address. Ask the driver to go fast.
A few minutes later. Emelie arrives at a warehouse. A well-built man greeted Emelie and led her into the barn. Emelie walks fearlessly, her heart regaining calm as the man she loves is still alive.
The man led him into a quiet room that led to a door in the corner of the room. Quickly, the creepy man opened the door that connected Emelie with the all-white room.
Emelie entered the room with mixed feelings. In the middle– of the room, there is a medium size bed. Zeroun lay on top of that bed. The atmosphere is very quiet. Just heard a heart rate monitor in the room.
Emelie ventured to approach Zeroun. Her lips could smile with a happy feeling. The sound of men's shoes. Emelie looks at Damian's arrival. The man put both of his hands into his pocket with a very calm face. There was an evil smile on her sweet lips. With a careful step–heart Damian approached Emelie.
“For a long time no see, Princess. Don't you miss me?” Damian grinned in front of Emelie.
Emelie already knew this second she was going to meet Damian. The voice of the man on the phone is Damian's. That man also told her that Zeroun was still alive.
“What do you want?” ask Emelie without further ado–basi.
There was Zeroun in the room, so Damian was the one who helped Zeroun. But, Damian is a very bad man. There will be a reward for his actions.
“You're a very smart and smart woman Princess.” Damian walked towards Zeroun who was lying down. Holding several medical devices attached all over Zeroun's body.
“If I take off this tool, this man will go to his death.” Zeroun's face seemed to threaten Emelie that second.
Emelie walked quickly with a worried face.
“Do not do that I beg.” Emelie clenched her hands together, kneeling down to beg Damian for mercy. The Princess of the Kingdom did not want Zeroun to actually leave for all eternity.
“Highly heart-wrenching drama.” Damian clucked strongly, crouching before Emelie.
“Look, the man he said was invincible is now lying weak and at any time can go.” Damian brought his face closer to Emelie's. Inhaling Emelie's body scent while closing her eyes.
“What do you want? I'll do whatever it takes to keep Zeroun alive. If you want the Queen's entire estate, I'll give it to her, too.” Emelie. He does not need all that wealth. Now the only valuable item that could keep his life afloat was Zeroun. Anything will be done by Emelie from the man she loves can still open her eyes.
Damian smiled a little.
“I really like your offer, Princess.” Damian grabbed Emelie's hair.
“Place with Me. That way I'll send Zeroun back to Hongkong on life.” Damian smiled meaningfully.
“I've lost Adriana. You must replace the woman who was supposed to be My wife, Princess Emelie.” There was emphasis on every word that Damian spoke.
Emelie looked at Damian's face hatefully. His heart was only for Zeroun. The man he wanted to marry was also Zeroun. But that moment things changed. Now Zeroun is helpless. The man lay weakly with wounds all over his body. Several medical devices were attached to his body to help him survive.
“Alright, I want to marry you.” Emelie has no other choice. To ask Lukas for help or whoever it is will actually make Damian kill Zeroun. In that instant, Emelie must be willing to sacrifice her love in order to save the man she loves.
“Remember one thing princess, no one should know that Zeruon is alive. Don't act recklessly, I don't like being betrayed,” Damian whispered in Emelie's ear.
“You have five minutes to part with your loved one.”
Damian left the room, closed the door. Leaving Emelie and Zeroun both inside. Emelie stepped with her feet feeling heavy. Her breath is really– tight.
“Zeroun, My dear, you must endure.” Emelie held onto Zeroun's hand, peeping at him with tears.
“You must stay alive. Forgive Me.” Emelie was crying so–. His lips were unable to get out the words– said farewell before Zeroun. He could only cry with his breath feeling tight.
“I'm sorry,” said Emelie with a million guilt.
“I love you so much. Wake up and down I go.” Emelie wiped her tears. Adjusting his shortness of breath so that his breathing is normal again.
“I love you so much.” Emelie kissed Zeroun's lips while crying. Her tears drenched Zeroun's face. There is a great hope in her heart that Zeroun wakes up and helps her out of this marriage. But, it all seems to be in vain. Zeroun did not also give any sign that he would wake up soon and take her away.
“I'm sorry,” connect Emelie shrivelled. The Royal Princess kissed Zeroun's lips for a long time. Eventually, his heart began to calm down. Zeroun's breath made Emelie a strong woman.
Emelie went away from that place. Turning back his body to look at Zeroun's face for the last time.
“I love you ..” Emelie closed the door. Leaving Zeroun alone in the room. Emelie is trying hard. She doesn't want to look like a weak woman. Emelie walked away with a cold expression. Removing the remaining tears on her cheeks.