The Cold Queen's Revenge
Regret in silence

Michelina took a blanket in the closet. Then headed towards the bed took a pillow beside the head of Emperor Jasper.

"Empress."

Michelina looked at the man in front of her. He put his blanket and his pillow back. Sweat on his forehead. Sleep like a restless person. "Baginda" He scrunched his forehead. "Astagah, he's got a fever." Michelina stood up. He ran towards the door. "Servant, quickly call the palace doctor." He shouted with worry.

Michelina returned to Emperor Jasper. He took a handkerchief in the drawer next to his bed. Then wipe off Emperor Jasper's sweat.

"Empress."

Michelina closed her eyes, she controlled her feelings. That sadness enveloped his current sense of selfishness. His heart touched that Emperor Jasper called his name when he was sick. "Yes, Your Majesty."

The Emperor Jasper listened to Michelina. He smiled and opened his eyes. "Empress."

Emperor Jasper hurried to his seat, hugging Michelina. "Empress." She spilled all her tears in Michelina's arms.

Michelina smiled, gently patting Emperor Jasper on the shoulder. "I'm here" said Michelina, who felt her shoulders getting wet.

tock

tock

tock

The sound of that knock made Michelina let go of her embrace. He wiped away Emperor Jasper's tears and smiled.

"Come in,"

A middle-aged man enters Michelina's room following Lucilla and one of the servants.

"Lucilla, bring some water and you, please check on your Majesty. And you, prepare a nightgown for your Majesty."

Michelina laid down the weak body of Emperor Jasper. Then she brushed her body.

The middle-aged man examined Emperor Jasper's body carefully. "His Majesty has too many thoughts. To stress him out. I suggest, Your Majesty should take care of His Majesty's thoughts and depressed feelings."

"All right, I'll take care of him. " said Michelina.

"Okay Empress, I'm sorry." His words were followed by Lucilla to receive the medicine that would be given to Emperor Jasper.

Emperor Jasper smiled, feeling a sense of grace when experiencing pain. Michelina was still willing to pay attention to herself, not letting her have a fever.

"Baginda, I'll get the waiter to get the nightgown ready. Em, yes does your Majesty want to move into His Majesty's room?" haggard Michelina. He was afraid that Emperor Jasper would not feel at home in his room.

"But" Michelina hesitated, she could not bear the temptation of Emperor Jasper's body.

Emperor Jasper pretended to be upset. He turned his back on Michelina. "If you don't want to."

Michelina couldn't have said no. When his body is hot, he must wear thick clothes. What else is now filled with sweat by his body. "All right," said Michelina.

Emperor Jasper smiled triumphantly. Michelina was devastated by him when he was sick. He sat down and was ready to see Michelina unbutton her shirt.

Michelina exhaled, her heart pounding. One by one he unbuttoned Emperor Jasper with a blushing face. Swallowing his saliva painstakingly, resisting the temptation before him did not tear down his fortress.

After the button is open. Michelina took off Emperor Jasper's clothes one by one. Michelina glanced at the handkerchief, wiping the sweat of Emperor Jasper with the water she had prepared for her earlier. Afterwards, he put on the clothes of Emperor Jasper.

Michelina's gaze was petrified as she recalled the pants worn by Emperor Jasper. How could he dare to open Emperor Jasper's pants. Put it where his face is.

"Turn away, I'll open it." Emperor Jasper chuckled at Michelina's tomato-red face.

Michelina turned her body, her chest beating violently. He is not careless, just thinking about it makes the tubers hot.

"Empress."

Michelina turned her body, she glanced at the trousers in the hands of Emperor Jasper. "Lucilla come here." Shouted Michelina while taking Emperor Jasper's pants.

Michelina went in, she first put Emperor Jasper's medicine and drunken gruel. "Here," said Michelina, giving Emperor Jasper's shirt to her hand.

"Baginda eat porridge first before taking the medicine." Michelina's orders gave her a bowl of porridge.

"Sir, you know I'm weak and I want your bribe." The Whine Emperor Jasper. "If you don't want to, you can put it back."

"All right," Michelina preferred to give up. He is not a selfish person who has to fight with the sick. He took the porridge with a spoon and prepared to put it in the mouth of the man in front of him.

Aaa

Michelina thrust her spoon. Emperor Jasper opened his mouth, receiving the intake into his mouth. Many times Michelina took a deep breath so that her heart would not make her act ashamed. Emperor Jasper stared at every inch of Michelina's face. The face that used to be rippled for her, chose a nice dress for her. She had heard Michelina quarrel with one of the nobles just because a dress and a dress was specially worn when she wanted to meet him. At that moment, it was Marquess Azel who delivered it because it passed him while in the Capital City. She realized that Michelina's face was beautiful. Her long, thick and plump eyelashes. Her tiny lips, her sharp eyebrows and her white skin. She misses Michelina who overdressed herself for herself. He used to hate, but now he misses the old Michelina.

"Sheel." Michelina wiped her tears.

Emperor Jasper turned his face away. "I'm full, I want to rest. No need to take medication, this is just a common fever. I'm cured tomorrow." The Emperor Jasper. He laid his body against Michelina.

Michelina put the spoon in her bowl, and she put the blanket of Emperor Jasper. I really want him to kiss his head. But his ego exceeds his affection first. He merely stroked the head of Emperor Jasper for a moment and headed to the sofa, preparing to sleep.

While Emperor Jasper was crying in Michelina's blanket. He used to refuse to come to the residence with the fragrant roses. Touching his things was reluctant. But now, he felt that he would miss every corner of the room.