章 1: Prologue

<p>"Please Your Majesty, please believe me. I didn't try to harm you or your beloved. I didn't. I love you with all my life! How could I dare to harm you? I'm being framed."<br/><br/>"Father, please. At least you believe me. I didn't do anything wrong! It wasn't me! It wasn't me!"<br/><br/>"George! George! You're my brother! I love you so much! At least you believe me, right. Your sister didn't commit this treason! I'm innocent! Please tell everyone that!"<br/><br/>Evelyn Whitford, the evil villainess screamed in the top of her lungs, but still all of her words went to deaf ears.<br/><br/>No matter what she did, in return all she got their indifferent and cold eyes as if they were looking at a disgusting monster of hell who deserved to die.<br/><br/>Even her father and brothers, and George, were tired of her, much less the common citizens who adored their present emperor, Alister Blaydon, whom Evelyn 'tried to aassassinate' but failed.<br/><br/>Even after everything she said, none believed her or spoke for her, she started to struggle ignoring how hard she was pressed by the guards. Her desire of survival kicking in as she started to scream and cry louder, forgetting all her etiquettes.<br/><br/>"I'm f*cking telling you all that I didn't do it. Then why aren't you believing me?! It really wasn't me! Not me! I'm framed by someone!"<br/><br/>Her previous calm and collected demeanor was all gone, replaced by her insanity. Insanity to prove her innocence, but none to believe her.<br/><br/>"Ughh! Let me go! Let me go! If you don't believe me, then... then, call her! Call Amelia. She knows! She knows that I didn't do anything bad! Ugh! Stop dragging me! Sto-"<br/><br/>"Ahhhhh!"<br/><br/>In the process of resisting, she accidentally kicked one of the guards and in result he fell from the cliff making many gasps in the spot.<br/><br/>Her initial punishment of the treason was to be pushed from the endless cliff in front of all the villagers. But since, another crime was placed in her head, finally the emperor's eyes shook.<br/><br/>He raised his hands to stop the guards.<br/><br/>And just when Evelyn's eyes shook with unhidden sparkles, they doomed down with his next words.<br/><br/>"For the intentional crime of Lady Whitford, the duke Albert Whitford's daughter and the former empress, she had been punished pushing of the cliff. Now that she had repeatedly disobeyed this emperor's order and even killed a life in front of everyone, I, The Emperor, Alister Blaydon order her to be thrown from the cliff after litting fire on her body. She needs to know the value of human life before reaching the hell."<br/><br/>"No! No! No! No! You can't do this to me. It was an accident. It really was. I didn't mean to do that. Pleasee!"<br/><br/>Her screams continued until the far end when her living body was lit in fire in front of all the citizens and her family, as she was thrown from the cliff in that state.<br/><br/>But while, her body was falling from the cliff, her last sentence shook every people's cores, "You all are killing me for the crime I didn't do. I curse you all to have the same fate as mine. Die being framed."<br/><br/>For a moment some hearts shook as they thought of her words. Was she really framed?<br/><br/>But as they remembered her past deeds, they scoffed and laughed at their foolishness.<br/><br/>Who would scheme against the greatest schemer and even frame her?<br/><br/>That day after everyone returned their places, Duke Whitford household got busy with the marriage proposal of their now one and only daughter as the country started to decorate their houses to celebrate the death of the evil woman along with their Emperor's upcoming marriage within three days.<br/><br/>Everyone in the country were preparing for a grand celebration. Only at the far end of the abundant corner was a middle aged woman with a young girl who were weeping because the death of the evil woman.<br/><br/>That woman was none other the mother of the villainess, Winter Crawford and the villainess's maid, Kesi. The only people who truly cared for the deceased.<br/><br/>But no matter what or how sorrowful it was, nothing mattered anymore to them.<br/><br/>Neither to anyone else.</p>