Moving On
Back to the Palace

The day changed again. Emelie and Zeroun have just received word of Adriana's arrest. Now the wicked woman is in prison. Inspector Tao asks Zeroun to escort Emelie back to Cambridge City. Emelie had to testify to the evidence she gave.

Now, Zeroun and Emelie are in the car. They're going back to Cambridge. Along the way, no one dared to say a word first. The atmosphere in the car was very quiet.

Zeroun and Emelie fight with their minds. There is a sense of prestige to get the word out first. Until finally, the two of them decided to lock his mouth so as not to let out a word.

After a long journey for hours. Now Zeroun and Emelie, have arrived at the Palace. Zeroun delivered Emelie safely, until she arrived at the palace door.

At the front door of the Palace there were already several families and Prince Damian who welcomed Emelie's arrival. Emelie and Zeroun got down from the car simultaneously while looking at the faces of the people who greeted him that afternoon.

“Mr Zeroun, thank you. Because you have saved my fiancee.” There is an emphasis in Damian's words. The man warned Zeroun not to get too close to his woman.

“Happy to help you, Prince,” replied Zeroun with a smile.

“Honey, let's go in. You must be so tired, right?” Damian held Emelie's waist like a lover. Emelie's body was not powered at the time, she did not have the strength to argue with Damian. The Princess of the Kingdom just complied, when her body was embraced with affection by Damian.

“Oiya, Mr. Zeroun. As a form of our apology. We invite you to dinner at the Palace. Hope you don't mind attending.”

“I'll come,” Zeroun replied quickly.

“One more time I say thank you, Mr.” Damian put on a beautiful smile for Zeroun.

Zeroun nodded then turned his body towards the car. The man drove his car at high speed. Leaving the palace environment.

Emelie stopped her footsteps. His face turned sad as he watched Zeroun leave that afternoon.

Is this the last moment we met. After tonight, can't I see your face anymore?

In the car. Zeroun took his phone. He asked the pilot on duty, to wait for him at the airport. There is no time, tonight Zeroun plans to go to Brazil and solve all the problems.

His good name has returned. He was able to leave Cambridge without a fugitive status. His determination was only one, beating Jesica when he arrived in Brazil. Zeroun won't let Jesica off the hook this time. He will kill Jesica with his own hands.

***

The night has come. Zeroun was already sitting at the long dining table that was in the Palace. Emelie constantly steals glances with Zeroun. He wanted to talk to Zeroun that night. But, seeing the situation very crowded. Plus, there's Damian at the table. Makes Emelie undo her intentions.

The silent dinner had passed. Some menus are still left a little on the table. Some waiters clean the dining table before returning to serve dessert. There are some very interesting menus. Emelie picked up one of the menus with an illegible face. The woman no longer concentrates on what she is doing. Until his hand touched the glass and made the glass fall to the floor.

Everyone surrounding the table looked at Emelie's face intently. Including Zeroun, the man also noticed Emelie's strange demeanor that night.

Emelie closed her eyes for a moment, before putting on her favorite haughty face.

“Servant, clean up all this mess.” Emelie looked at all the guests at the dining table.

I always turn stupid whenever I'm around.

Bump Emelie inwardly inwardly irritatedly as she continued walking towards the side door.

At the dining table, only Zeroun and Damian remained. The two men looked at each other while looking at Emelie's departure.

“What are you going to go tonight, Zeroun?” Damian looked at Zeroun's face with a small smile.

Zeroun nodded, “I have to leave this city immediately. There's a lot of business I have to finish out there.” Zeroun leaned so calmly.

“Thank you for helping and protecting my fiancee over the past few days. You're a tough guy who's very responsible.” Damian moved from his seat.

“There's some work I need to finish tonight. Forgive me for not being able to take you to the Airport, Zeroun.” Damian looked towards the bodyguard standing beside him.

“Prepare car, we have to go somewhere tonight.”

“Good, Prince.” The bodyguard lowered his head before leaving to carry out Damian's orders.

“Happy to meet you, Zeroun. Looks like Princess Emelie wanted to talk to you since earlier. Maybe say a farewell or thank you.” Damian patted Zeroun's shoulder gently.

“Don't get too close to the naughty girl,” whispered Damian with a small smile. The man walked towards the door to leave the palace.

Zeroun smiled slightly at Damian's words, “I really like bad girls. It was much more challenging than the one that was too soft.”

Zeroun got up from his seat, walking to where Emelie was that night. Occasionally he noticed some guards guarding the palace. His heart still felt perplexed when he saw such a tight escort.

But, Emelie could always escape from the Palace. In fact, a mosquito was seen not escape from the care of the uniformed guards.

“It looks like Emelie's been trained to run since she was a child. I have a lot to learn from him.”

Zeroun chuckled as he continued walking through the side courtyard of the magnificent Palace. The hallway looked bright but remained silent. There was no one he could find in the hallway.

Zeroun was a little confused to look for Emelie that night. It was never thought that now he could get lost while walking around the Emelie Palace. Not just grand and luxurious. Every hallway, always found a door that somehow connects with what room.

From the end of the hallway was a bright, colorful light. There was clearly the sound of water gurgling from that place. Zeroun was very confident, now Emelie was in that place.

With complete confidence, the Mafia Boss was determined to say a farewell to Emelie. Although his heart felt heavy to leave Emelie.

But that's all he has to do. Zeroun hopes, as time goes by. He could forget his memories together with Emelie. Short memories but so beautiful. A memory that may only happen once in a lifetime.