The Cold Queen's Revenge
Don't cross the line

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The sound of a woman's slow steps wearing a servant's shirt approached her. His eyes examined the details of the paper in his hand.

"Baginda, His Highness Duke Ronaf wants to see His Majesty" the servant said.

Emperor Jasper put the paper on his desk. "Let him in,"

The servant saluted, he came out and told Duke Ronaf who was harboring his anger.

Duke Ronaf came in, with a firm step. He approached Emperor Jasper who was looking at him with a confused feeling. The reason is, there is no palace business unless there will be a visit to the King of Almos. "Is there anything I need to help Duke?" ask Emperor Jasper.

His chest was beating uncharacteristically, he did not usually see the cold glare of Duke Ronaf when facing him.

While Duke Ronaf, he felt Emperor Jasper was only covering up the reality with a soft word. All his life, he began to meet with little Emperor Jasper. Her face was flat like frozen ice. During this time he never listened or saw Emperor Jasper softly except for one man, Zoya.

Nor can he control his mind. Every thought remembers the treatment of Emperor Jasper. He wanted to raise his sword. If not to remember the previous Emperor, whom he devoted his life to.

"Duke,"

"I ask for clarity, Sire. Does Your Majesty want Miss Zoya? if it's true, let go of my daughter."

Emperor Jasper hit his desk violently. He stood up and pointed at Duke Ronaf. "Delight, what right do you have to speak like that? Letting go of your daughter, she's not a Miss anymore who's willing to let go. She's the Empress, the mother of this empire." Shouted Emperor Jasper. He doesn't care about honor to his father-in-law. For him, listening must let Michelina go. It's impossible, he's been trying to keep it.

"But Miss Zoya wants you Sire. Even I listened to myself, he said he wanted His Majesty. If you can't be firm, please let go of my daughter."

Emperor Jasper held back all his anger, if not his father-in-law. It was certain that he would decapitate her right now. "I'll be strict, but please respectfully me as your daughter-in-law. Don't ever ask me to release the Empress." The Emperor Jasper. He stepped out, venting his anger.

"Lio, uh,"

"I am Your Majesty" The man dressed in knight saluted.

"What about the rumor?" ask Emperor Jasper. He was sure that Marquess Azel had dipped in the obscure rumors. Marquess Azel was very quick to act when it came to him. That was why he liked Marquess Azel so much. He knows what he wants and what he thinks.

Emperor Jasper stopped his steps when he saw one of the servants guarding the Empress's residence, "Servant, wait !."

The waiter turned his head, he ran small and saluted. "I am Your Majesty."

"Em, where's the Empress?" ask Emperor Jasper. Usually by late afternoon Michelina will be out.

"Emm, Empress." The waiter hesitated to say it. How not? The Empress is making a furore in the kitchen. As was his old custom, his lord often prepared tea from his own hands for Emperor Jasper. But now, not just tea. But instead make broth for dinner, like not the Queen in general, who just make themselves.

"That's Your Majesty, the Empress is in the kitchen." her little great-granddaughter.

Emperor Jasper nodded, he recalled the previous incident. Empress Michelina prepared him warm tea. His heart felt Michelina would give him a gift for Zoya's departure. He stepped into the kitchen and arrived in the kitchen. The servants and the butler looked down nervously. While Michelina was cool to stir the chicken broth and taste it.

"Baginda,"

Michelina twisted her body. "Why is your brother here?" michelina asked with a face.

"You go away."

The servants left them. As Emperor Jasper approached, he noticed a black stain on Michelina's right cheek.

Emperor Jasper moved his hand making Michelina close her eyes. Emperor Jasper used to play his hand. It seemed like this time he would not escape, already making Emperor Jasper angry.

"Next time don't do anything stupid anymore. Look at your face and your dress there's a black stain." Said Emperor Jasper while removing the black stain.

Michelina brushed aside Emperor Jasper's hand that touched her cheek. "It has nothing to do with your brother."

Emperor Jasper chuckled, it was common for him to see the flat face of his Empress. "Well, is my tea ready?" Emperor Jasper looked around the kitchen.

"Wait for Your Majesty, don't drink the tea I made. Your son could have been poisoned. And again,"

"Sorry, I'll drink the tea that the Empress always gives and please, remove the Empress's formal attitude."

Michelina rolled her eyes, she rolled back her body. Look at the broth she is cooking. He tasted the broth and it tasted so good.

"Please take it as you used to, and don't cross the line." Michelina said. Every word Emperor Jasper said he would return to his place.