The Two Empresses
Before Coronation

Stjarnan Palace

Saciel and Parvati were busy among hundreds of spools of thread and cloth that were spread out in the locker room. The tailor, Raz, rejoiced at being believed to sew clothes for the future queen.

"I'm happy to be your tailor again, Miss. Or should I call His Majesty?" fashion Raz. Saciel laughed at hearing that.

"No, not now. But are you sure you can finish in less than a day?" saciel asked, a little hesitating.

"Don't worry, Miss. I'm willing to do it for you, even if I don't sleep, I'll make it until you're satisfied!" answer the fiery Raz. "Please take a look at the model first, I will choose some fabrics that are suitable for you."

"Help me Parvati" Saciel said, taking Raz's sketchbook and opening it. Hundreds of models and shapes of dresses are sprawled from the sketches. "Ugh, that's a lot."

"Well, it's beautiful, everyone" Parvati said. "I was confused to choose him. Mr Raz, do you have any recommendations?"

"Call Raz, Miss. Sure there's dong, just a second. Where did I put it?" reply Raz while tearing his bag and take out two sheets of paper with masterpieces set on it. "Here we go. Please."

Parvati grabs it and gives it to Saciel. He saw it and immediately smiled. "How, Your Majesty?"

"I wish you could make it better, Raz. This design is quite interesting for me," Saciel said as he handed over one of his masterpieces.

"Is there any part that is unsatisfactory, miss?" ask Raz.

"Make it even sexier, will you?" ask Saciel.

"Of course not, Miss. This is for the coronation, not for the show," Raz replied excitedly. He began to show off some cloth samples to Saciel who wore a disappointed expression. "Please choose the material you want. Everything's cold on the skin and doesn't make you hot."

"Hmm, I don't really know about fabrics. Oh, it's good too" Saciel said, pointing to a cloth with a smooth, light texture.

"Ah, georgette huh? A very soft material like chiffon, but stronger" Raz said. "Good choice, Miss. It makes it easier for me to design it. Hmm suitable color for coronation..white."

"White? Eww, no," Saciel refused.

"Where can that be, Miss. Dress should be white, but for the robe can be another color" Raz replied reassuringly. Saciel gets more and more sour, making Raz have to turn his brain to convince his client. "White is of many kinds, Miss. Well, please," he continued while giving an example of the color of white cloth. Saciel looked at the various *shade*white with a serious look.

"The colors are pretty much the same" Saciel complained.

"Indeed, but there's still a little difference" Raz replied. Saciel sighed and chose an ivory-white color. "Good choice, Miss."

"Haha, that's funny. That's already a set with the jewelry?"

"Yes, Miss. Already with the jewelry. Any requests for jewelry? Like wearing rubies? A sapphire?"

"Well, make it equal," Saciel replied resignedly. Raz nodded and began to measure Saciel's body.

"Miss, your body size is back to normal" Raz said, writing down the results and comparing them to previous results.

"Is that so?" ask Saciel while looking at the results. Raz hurriedly took out a roll of georgette cloth and began to cut it into a pattern of clothes. "You need help?"

"Oh, take it easy, miss. My staff will come to help me after picking up the complementary accessories" Raz replied. "Miss can wait outside so as not to bother me."

"All right, I want the perfect result, Raz. Let's get out, Parvati," Saciel said with a small smile. Parvati nodded and the two walked away from the changing room towards the palace garden filled with white roses. "Hm, white again?"

"Should I replace it?" ask Parvati.

"Later after the coronation," Saciel replied casually. He walked back to the gazebo and landed his ass on the chair. "I want a snack that's not too sweet."

"Okay, Your Majesty," said Parvati. After the royal maid was gone, Saciel picked a rose and put it on a vase. He looked at the flower and sighed, then looked back.

"Buddy, I guess? Don't be so stiff, my son. When you forgot me?" kalem reply. Saciel grinned at hearing that, slowly taking out a knife from behind his shirt.

"You want the most god-damned god in all the Respher here? I'm sure you're here for some ridiculous reason" he asked heatedly. Oorun gave a small laugh and began to give off a heavy pecking aura, leaving Saciel slightly toast.

"Don't lure me, my son. I could have made you ash this very second, too" Oorun threatened. Saciel laughed loudly and dropped his knife, then raised both hands. "Smart kid."

"I don't want to make a mess at a time like this. And now you look like Vatra, both physical and attitude," Saciel half insinuated. Oorun moved forward and stood before Saciel in his original form, putting on as cold a face as possible and a deadly aura that made him unable to breathe. "Khh!"

"You still can't control your language, huh? Should I make you mute?" oorun Ancam. Before Saciel spoke up, Stevan darted forward and pulled his master back as far as possible. "You again?"

"Good day, Lord Oorun. Sorry, Your Majesty can't be bothered right now, so can you go back to where you belong?" greet Stevan while tidying up the wrinkles on Saciel's sleeves carefully. God Oorun just snorted and left just like that, making Saciel annoyed with his behavior.

"Fuck god," maki Saciel.

"Your Majesty, you better not challenge the gods for a while" Stevan warned. Saciel sighed and nodded, then sat back down while playing the knife with a frowning face. Parvati came with a snack and served it in front of Saciel.

"Who told him to come here at will" Saciel replied as she grabbed a piece of biscuit and bit her. Both of his servants merely gave a smile while serving wholeheartedly. "By the way, why are you serving the royal family?"

"If we say there's no reason, does Your Majesty believe it?" ask Parvati. Saciel shook his head, inviting a crisp laugh from their lips. "Actually we're just keeping everything in line with the prophecy."

"What forecast?" asked Saciel in surprise.

"That we cannot tell you, Your Majesty. Sorry," said Stevan. Saciel just shrugged and went back to enjoying the snack. "Master Raz told me that his shirt was ready to try."

"Huh? Very quickly," said Saciel in shock. He rose to his feet and returned to the palace to meet the fun Raz himself. "Raz, is it done?"

"Hello, Miss. It's done for the first stage, please try it" Raz said. Aided by Parvati, Saciel attached the prepared clothes to her body.

"Well, the size fits," said Saciel amazed. Raz advanced and checked several parts and gave a sign using a pentule needle.

"perfect. Stay plus embroidery in some places and done," said Raz proudly. When it was finished changing, Saciel's eyes were fixed on a set of jewelry in the form of earrings and necklaces from sun-shimmering diamonds. "Ah, this is a design that I adapt to our kingdom."

"Very beautiful," praised Saciel sincerely. Raz smiled in satisfaction and pushed Saciel out. "Hey."

"Can't go in until the day H, Miss," Raz said with a big smile. After successfully removing Saciel from the dressing room, Raz immediately closed the door and locked it. Saciel just laughed a little and walked towards the study, where Stevan was waiting with elagan.

"I need an aide" Saciel said.

"Ajudano? Do I need to prepare a candidate?" ask Stevan.

"Ah, no. I want Phillip to be my aide" Saciel replied.

"Is there an element of favoritism here, Your Majesty?" stevan Goda.

"No, he's the only person I can trust right now" Saciel replied amusedly. "Later after I'm crowned, give me all the documents I need to clear."

"Okay, Your Majesty."

"Is there a report coming in?"

"Until now there has been none, Your Majesty. Ah, but I got a message from Duke Zografos that the Marquess Arlestine is fine" Stevan replied. Saciel gave a relieved smile hearing that.

"Send yellow gladiolus flowers to her."