Chương 89: Plots of Treason
King max appeared outside an old cottage in a secluded area located at the outskirt of Urah,a small thatched roofed mud house surrounded by few trees.
No buildings nor Semonios stood as far as the eyes could see and only the smell of animals and cultivated plants filled the air, mingled with the scent of flowers.
The king wore a purple causal clothing and pants with no crown so as not to draw attention to himself.
Only if one looked closely at his fingers would they see his royal ring bearing his seal,a gold ring with the symbol of a golden eagle carved into it but who would bother looking in that direction.
He was done selecting the young maidens for the emperor which had taken most of his afternoon but his selection wouldn't be complete without this particular maiden.
His long awaited opportunity was finally here,it was time to end it all.
Standing in front of the building,King Maxmillian stared at it for a while before his eyes gazed over at the field.
Prince Marcus had bought the area to hide Seraih after her sister Aponia's banishment.
After hearing how far king Zemah had gone to defend her at the trial years ago and the fact his son had bought a vast area of land to hide her sister,he had always wondered what the prince's connection to Aponia was whatmore,the location of the mother of the first son of the Emperor.
Eversince her banishment,no one had seen nor heard from her and her younger sister who knew nothing of the incident at that time had been tagged a traitor.
Tyran had sought to get rid of,a girl whose face was not known to anyone,him included.
When Max met her he realized why.
Her uncanny resemblance to the Empress had made her elder sister hide her after the death of their parents ever since she was a younger girl and over the years in the guise of a normal lord in Utah,King Maxmillian had gotten close to her, building trust and promising to help in her quest for revenge.
He had sent a long list of assassins to train her breeding her into the very assassin he wanted and awaiting a perfect opportunity to use his most useful tool.
Tyran's folly had turned him into an enemy of his,an emperor who choose the life of a single soul to millions of his people and
though he had many ways devised to get rid of the imperial prince,getting rid of the emperor seemed the hardest way which would turn the easiest once Tyran was out of the picture, leaving the young prince alone and with Delu down he would be but a tiny squashable flea.
The Emperor was at his most vulnerable right now and he wouldn't toss aside this golden opportunity the heavens had blessed him with for anything,a chance to rule Delvin himself.
The door swung open and the person he had been waiting came out holding a basket of clothes for laundry.
"My lord!"Seriah exclaimed as she bowed slightly before dropping it beside the house.
"To what honour do I owe this visit?"
Maxmillian drew closer to her, admiring her features even more.
She was exactly what he wanted,a splitting image of Fiona,the kind of woman the emperor would never say no to seeing he still missed his dear late wife.
Although the emperor had requested for women,the Tyran he knew would not touch anyone except his late wife but here she was or rather a replica of her standing in front of him,a woman Tyran would either be unable to resist or might as well kill her for bearing such close resemblance to the empress.
He couldn't deny the fact the Emperor's actions were unpredictable,he might as well be leading a young maiden to her own death.
Her long blonde hair was the only different feature,she had to dye it brown to make her perfect.
King Maxmillian's hands raised her curly hair,rubbing on it before lowering his head to sniff on it.
"The time has come"he said softly before looking deep into her eyes which had lit up with excitement.
"Really my lord!"she exclaimed in a tone filled with glee.
"But first your hair...."His voice trailed off then he looked away."I don't like it's colour".
He dropped the hair and stepped few paces away.
"What colour would you want it?"
King Max turned abruptly
"Light brown....are you sure you are prepared for this?"
"I am more ready than I have ever been in my entire life and my hair,I will see to it I change it's colour...what is the plan my lord?"
A dark smirk formed on the king's face as he walked towards an old bench by the building to take his seat.
His face straightened up immediately he did then he tapped on the chair for her to sit next to him.
She rushed over,sitting gracefully while awaiting his words,her face unable to conceal the fact she was dying to do his bidding,the only way she knew she would be able to get her revenge.
Little did she know about her uncanny resemblance to the empress but her knowledge about the danger involved in doing this was beyond sufficient,he was not intent on giving her any more relevant details.
"I have found a way to make you listed the maidens for the emperor's harem....when the emperor sees you I assure you will catch his eyes.... thereafter will you seek a chance to lure him,entice him,get him immensely drunk...if possible bed him,You must kill him in his sleep,it's the only way".
Seriah nodded, listening attentively,while awaiting more instructions.
"The Tyran I kn_"King max paused eyeing her,wishing she hadn't heard that.
"Tyran?...is that the emperor's name?my lord you speak so casually of him...are you by any chance close with the emperor?".
King Maxmillian cleared his throat then laughed, triggering Seriah's laughter in the process.
"How can a mere fifth rank lord be close to the ruler of the Six kingdoms of Delvin.... he's not even worthy of being graced by the emperor's presence in his dream"the king chuckled,each word punctuated with crackles of laughter.
Seriah laughed even louder, discarding the thought.
"Forgive me my lord I must have been out of it for a moment"She said twirling her index finger around the side of her head.
"I just hope you're as smart as you are skilled or else"he drew closer to her before sliding his hand across his neck."You're a goner before you even think of killing a commander tire".
"The emperor is a commander tire?that is the highest and strongest class of Semonios"
King max nodded before resting his back against the wall of the building and looking into the sky.
"The highest tier ever attainable tier by semonios but certainly there has to be a Grandmaster tier out hiding out there.....As for God tier,I do not know what horse piss made up a level like that of something impossible that only exists in fairytales and magical story books"
"His imperial Majesty's magic level is not something just anyone would know, perhaps you know someone close to the emperor".
"Now you are thinking!"King max turned in her direction with a smile.
"The emperor cannot hold his liquor so you must over dose him with it,give him a few minutes and he's gone off to Dreamland...then you will act,only then will you be able to kill him.When sober he is extremely sensitive to the slightest sound and noise..I doubt he even sleeps with both eyes closed but that is the only time I can assure you will have your best chance".
"May I ask why you want him dead?...you have desired this for years while you stood by my side along with Prince Marcus".
"The same reason as you... revenge".
"My lord may I also ask what he did to you?".
"If you tell me about your relationship or your sister's connection with Prince Marcus,only then will I tell you why".
Seriah's gaze dropped to the ground.
"My lord..I won't ask again"she said dispiritedly,her voice trailing off with each word.
King max watched her closely,the more she refused telling him anytime he asked,the more his curiosity grew.
He would surely find out the secret she held so closely to her heart,even if she was killed he knew she would speak of ever speak of it.
As king Maxmillian rose to his feet,he found Seriah staring at his gold ring and quickly hid his hand behind his back.
"I borrowed it from someone... nothing you need to know about...and I will entertain no further questions".
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