
King Horton became ill. This kept everyone busy including Emperor Henry.
"Dad," he called out to the old figure who was lying weakly.
Queen Raisa is seeking acupuncture on the man's body. But his efforts were in vain. The man's body was too old. Emperor Henry held the father's hand. He kissed gently.
"Father ... Well, well," the ruler's man asked in a bitter voice.
Queen Raisa gave up, there was not a single pulse she could touch. The woman's eyes condensed.
"Darling," he called out in despair.
Emperor Henry closed his eyes. He was certain that his father would leave him forever.
"Did you not survive?" tanyakanya.
"Sorry baby. Dad's heart was already weak, not a single pulse was held. All his nerves are also no longer able to work properly," replied Queen Raisa half whispered.
The palace suddenly clouded. All officers remained silent. They only work to eat the staff.
"Son" called the old man.
"Dad .. Dad, I'm here" Henry said, approaching immediately.
"Your mother is coming, baby" said the man, who was hallucinating.
"Dad ...," call the ruler's man.
"I still need you" he continued half-begging.
"Pardon my dear father" asked King Albert Horton.
"Dad," call the Emperor.
Queen Raisa hugged her husband. King Horton was gone five seconds ago. Without any significant pain, the old man left quietly. Sir Alex headed to the balcony and announced the news.
"Have rested quietly. King Albert Horton II, at 11:45 Am!"
The imperial flag was lowered to half-mast. All the people are crying. Under King Horton, all the people prospered without discrimination. All the people immediately wore black clothes a sign of deep mourning.
Emperor Henry sat down blankly. The Quarto's Horton's Emperor also sat down with his head bowed with tears on his cheeks. No grandfather loves them anymore. No grandfather would defend them anymore. Queen Raisa must stand in the middle with her head held high. Now the Emperor is grieving, the heart of a sad boy has lost the figure of a father who has been his role model. Even thanks to the father's plaque, Emperor Henry has an extraordinary wife now.
Queen Raisa presides over the funeral. King Horton was placed in a chest of mahogany in which was coated with cloth made of gold thread. The late king wore his great shirt. So calm and peaceful closed my eyes.
All the kings came with their faces down. Princess Anna was deeply saddened to lose the man who always tickled her round belly. The two-year-old baby is now in the arms of his father, his mother is pregnant.
"I, on behalf of the late King Albert Horton II, plead with the greatest apology if there was any wrongdoing while the youth was still alive. I, as the wife of the mourning Emperor Henry, will preside over the funeral!"
The coffin moved, the Quarto's Horton's Emperor crying out to their grandfather. Emperor Horton is growing. After his mother's death, only the king was with him. Queen Raisa approached her husband, as the wife of the emperor, she should be a strong foundation for the storm-torn pillar. He also had to care for his four-year-old twins. Marquez Albert wins four imperial lineages with Marquez Arthur.
Now the crate is placed on a special carriage pulled by eight of the best horses. All the people cried and called out the name of their late king, saying thank you.
"Thank you My King, thank you!"
Emperor Henry's cries broke, he hugged his wife, as did his four children. Queen Raisa held back her tears. But, as a woman, those tears finally flowed. Her hands stretched out around her husband's head and kissed him, as she did with her four children.
All the people pelted the coffin-car with roses. A sad cry accompanied the departure of the king to his final rest.
Slowly the box was lowered. Emperor Henry could not stand it, he hugged his wife tightly. While the children were handled by Marquez Albert and some maids, Rosa was there.
"From the dust too the dust!" the priest said to spread the ground into the air.
The crate was filled with soil. Emperor Henry was calm. He can now sow flowers on his father's belly button, as well as his wife and four children. The kings and queens also sprinkled flowers. The tomb is full of flowers. Words of condolence from different countries. The news of King Horton's death made headlines in the paper.
"Guye!" Queen Raisa suddenly nauseous.
"Darling ... don't be sick .. I beg you," the man asked in fear.
"Mommy says, I saw Mommy from yesterday busy and not sleeping" said George, accompanied by a nod of three brothers.
"I'm sorry, honey. I bestow all my work on you," said the emperor regretfully.
"Don't say anything, baby. Your Majesty must also eat, from yesterday Kiasar did not eat a bit,"
"Well, we eat together yeah,"
Now they eat at the dinner table. Even though it is not pungent, all force eat so as not to fall ill. Queen Raisa vomited all the food into her stomach.
It made her four children and her husband cry. Queen Raisa again vomited clear water that was so bitter in her mouth.
Albert, the father of the queen was also very worried, the man had retired, now his wife was also looking at the princess in a state of anxiety.
"Your Majesty!' the maids were worried about Rosa.
"Dear,"
"Mama and Papa should rest, ask Queen Raisa.
"Rose!"
"Hamba His Majesty!' Rosa came with a downcast face.
"Bring my mom and dad to their room!" his orders.
Finally, the old couple was taken to their room. Queen Raisa calms both her parents so as not to worry too much.
"Let's Queen!" take Emperor Henry still sobbing.
"Maybe I'm too tired dear" said Raisa to calm her husband.
"I'm going to sleep with Mommy!"
George got into bed and hugged his mother. It was followed by all his brothers. Emperor Henry also laid himself there. The maids came out and closed the door. The mood of mourning is still felt. But the work and the wheel of life are still going on.
Doctors and doctors entered the palace. The female doctors wanted to examine the queen.
"Your Majesty, congratulations! Your Majesty is pregnant!"
"You're kidding Doc!' emperor Henry was in disbelief.
"Right Your Majesty, Queen Raisa is pregnant. Sorry, Your Majesty, when was the last period?"
"About three weeks ago" answered the ruler's wife.
"It is estimated that His Majesty's gestational age is also around three weeks," said the doctor.
Now after the news of grief was reported, Sir Alex again said their queen's pregnancy. Everyone welcomed the happy news.
"God is so good to us. We must not grieve continually, God replaces grief with joy!" said one citizen.
"Yes, we have to party, it just so happens that all the crops are big. We can welcome the news with a big party!"
Almost all the people were wearing black clothes. They welcomed the descendants of the emperor's sons and daughters. They pleased many successors to replace the heads of the Empire's territories.
Seriate.
RIP King.
Congratulations Queen!
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