The Cold Queen's Revenge
Don't tease anyone

"What's wrong with her?" inner Emperor Jasper. He sat on his throne while propping up his chin and sat down by raising his right leg above his knee.

"Greetings Your Majesty, we must celebrate His Majesty's victory" said Marquess Aidil.

Emperor Jasper sat up straight, "Not to be celebrated. This is just an ordinary victory."

"Go, I don't want to argue about the party and for Marquess Azel, I want to talk to you."

Noblemen could not propose anymore or argue. They still love their lives. Not one bit they argue. Every decision of Emperor Jasper must be good. Therefore they are very resigned to the firmness of his leadership.

"Is there anything you want to say?"

"No Sire, the palace is kept safe."

Emperor Jasper nodded seriously, "How about it."

Marquess Azel was silent, then raised his voice again. "The Empress is fine Your Majesty, the Empress did not make a mess."

Why do I feel so strange about his attitude. It's not usual for him to turn his face away when he meets me.

Should I tell His Majesty? but I have no proof, if lately I suspect the attitude of the inner Empress Marquess Azel.

A few moments later. The door opened, revealing a waiter carrying a glass of juice in his tray.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, I brought you orange juice as a sign of my gratitude. Sorry, this is all I give you."

Emperor Jasper descended from his golden throne with the magnificent-looking crystal stone carvings. He picked up the glass and half-sipped it. "thank you. Next time you don't have to." He said softly.

"Emm, that sire, anu." Zoya hesitates to say it. But he wanted to meet her, just now in front of the palace he could only watch her back drift away. "May I meet the Empress."

"No problem, introduce yourself to him." Emperor Jasper said, returning a glass of orange juice to the tray.

"Thank you, Sire." Zoya said salute. His heart felt like meeting Empress Michelina. There was a curiosity that had no end in his heart. Along the way, he asked where the Empress's room was. He did not know the Queen's main room. Because of the many rooms and so magnificent and vast the castle, making it unable to remember one by one the streets in the magnificent whitewashed castle.

"The Empress, there's Zoya's servant who wants to meet the Empress." Said a servant standing guard at Michelina's doorstep. He placed the maid so that no one would enter the room filled with broken flower vases. He wants Lucilla to take care of it first.

"Let him in." Michelina's Order. Lucilla stopped cleaning on the floor filled with broken glass.

Finally he arrived, where he set foot in this place first, which would make him its owner

Zoya enters the room, spreading her gaze. So amazed to see the splendor of Empress Michelina. Looking at the soft bed, Zoya was eager to jump on it.

"What did you need to come here?" michelina asked Zoya without looking at her. She still focused on looking at her face in the mirror with her back to Zoya.

"Sorry Empress, I'm presumptuous. I came here just to thank Your Majesty and the Empress for accepting me as a servant."

Michelina put aside her emotions, "Just as the girl used to say, thank you."

"I accept your gratitude, but keep your eyes on me while working in this palace. Don't try to tempt anyone. Keep your limits, because I don't like it in the palace there's a seductress. If even His Majesty brings you directly, do not think as little as your faults, I cannot punish you." Michelina said as she glanced at the girl who looked down.

Your love won't be smooth as long as I'm alive. I'll do it seamlessly.

"Well, I'll do as the Empress orders." With fear. The cold voice of Empress Michelina made her brain freeze instantly.

"Go, your greetings are done."

The door was closed, Michelina holding her chest up and down. His eyes were always teary considering his pain.

"Lucilla spread the rumor, If His Majesty brought a woman to be made a wife."

"But the Empress," Lucilla did not understand Michelina's line of thought. Shouldn't he have separated it, keeping Emperor Jasper's good name. What if they get married?

"Hurry up Lucilla, do it neatly. You'll know what I mean."

"Good Queen." Lucilla left with a feeling of disappointment.

You guys want to get married, let's do it smoother. By spreading that rumor, I can say, the nobles will not receive it before the peerage is given to him.