My Ex Mr Duke
The Madness of Emperor Fictor.

Knight Gio muttered alone, listening seriously, it was useless for him to protest, he was only a subordinate while in front of him the ruler.

"Hows it? do you agree?" the Emperor Fictor explained in detail.

He wanted to shout 'no', but he still wanted to live the next day.

"I can only agree to His Majesty's orders" Knight Gio said loudly.

Emperor Fictor directly kicked one of the legs of Knight Gio. "I still have ears, don't speak out loud." His clasps did not accept, his ears immediately rang. He does not want to lose his hearing, what else is not married to Aleta.

"Sorry Sire."

"I'm sorry, sorry, if anything happens to my ears, you'll take responsibility." The Emperor Fictor.

I don't want to have to do it.

"I'm ready Your Majesty."

"Well, I'll cut off one of your ears."

"Don't you, please forgive all my mistakes." Knight Gio bowed respectfully. Then stand back up straight.

Dihewed

Emperor Fictor clucked in annoyance, saying he could now even the crap that passed in the wind. Knight Gio knew very well his nature, since childhood he had been trained with him. Let's just say, he was her life partner until marriage.

"You're just pissing me off." Emperor Fictor rolled his eyeballs. "Don't forget, give strict escort to my Aleta, lest her skin be scratched in the slightest. I don't want anything to happen and yes, you have to keep an eye on the residence. I've been feeling uncomfortable lately." Emperor Fictor rose from his seat. "I feel like something's going to happen, my instincts are never wrong."

Knight Gio confirmed the words of Emperor Fictor, the man in front of him besides being gallant and handsome, fighting in the enemy cannot be underestimated. His instincts were too strong, when he was 11 years old, he had descended into battle, like a bloodthirsty lion. Since then, the glory of this Empire will never fade as long as there are lions ready to pounce on anyone who harasses his.

"I will give you strict supervision for the safety of Violeta's mistress, Alfred's young master and Aleta's young lady."

"Huh, I miss him."

Blams

Knight Gio was instantly struck by lightning, his body like a loss of life. Missing, what a miracle for Emperor Fictor, but bad for him. They just met and now miss him.

"I miss him so much."

All right, let's just say the voice of the mosquito that's cursed him Inner Knight Gio.

"Tomorrow I'll meet Aleta, bring all the good stuff, dresses, sandals, shoes and all the fine jewelry."

Start again, this is how life is in love. Wrong is right and right is the opposite.

"Why shut up? do I need to plug your mouth?"

"No Sire, I will carry it out."

"Good." Emperor Fictor smiled to himself, he could not wait for tomorrow. Where he will meet Aleta, the girl of his heart that always dims.

Somewhere else.

Duke Arland has reached his residence, as well as Aronz. The two had entered the courtyard and were now moving into their respective rooms to remove the tired, night air in the snow that froze their skin.

The servants swiftly served the master, but there was fear in their hearts. What if the master already knew the painting of the charred mistress, tonight, the night the servants could not sleep well.