《Broken Emperor》Chapter 46
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The figure standing behind drew the shape of a woman slowly walking in front of the throne.
The man in the throne laid back.
The woman slowly put her knee between his legs, as she pressed her hand on his chest.
He smiled as his hand was feeling her thigh, the other on her hip.
She giggled as she ran her fingers throught the back of his hair giving him a brief kiss. Her other hand gently laying on his shoulder as she sat on top of him.
He pulled her closer from her hip. Their tongues tangled while the woman giggled happily.
"let's go back, I can't wait," Diana's voice gently spoke.
The man smiled as his bright eyes slowly dimmed down, to show his gewel golden eyes.
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The next day, the palace was in turmoil.
The entire human world grew to know of the Sylvia kingdom's traitorous act. And even more after the news of the endless desert that appeared around the Roz kingdom, covering the demon territory. Whatever happened there the borders, are safe now. Everyone was in a good mood as it was a victory for humanity, even if it was a small one.
Another outstanding and amazing news brought smiles to the people's faces.
The marriage of the Leoryn kingdom's princess, and the Archion kingdom's third prince.
For everyone outside it looked like a hastened alliance marriage.
But everyone who was close to them knew, the marriage was hastened because of their request.
At first it was done in papers under the kings' orders, then the wedding party was scheduled a month from now.
The others rules and heirs to the human world left the Archion kingdom for now.
Diana was left with Cayn and Amina, and whom by their sides, a month passed comfortably.
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"Your highness," spoke a maid bowing to Amina, who was dressed elegantly.
"Where is she?" She asked looking around.
"Here, mother," Diana's soft voice rang in her ears.
Amina turned to look at her with widened eyes, she didn't feel her presence nor her footsteps. But she slowly calmed herself, smiling.
"Saying my son is lucky to have you is not a lie," she walked up to her, looking around at her white dress. Amina's eyes started tearing up as she tried hard to keep her smile. She held Diana's soft hands, "You look lovely my dear child."
Diana's eyes seemed to water up a bit, holding Amina's hands. "Thank you, mother," she smiled as she bent down kissing her hand.
"let us go," spoke Amina as she held her hand for her.
She nodded and held it, walking outside to find her father king Salman, who had a surprised look as soon as he saw his daughter.
Salman already had red eyes holding a tissue indicating he was already crying.
Both of them chuckled and smiled at him.
He just brushed it off, but his eyes teared up again as he saw his daughter.
Diana jumped to hug him, without saying a word, as she took a deep breath from her red nose.
"You will ruin her makeup," spoke Amina with a smile.
"Yes, yes," he held his hand for her, "Y-you look gorgeous," he said, cleaning his tears.
Diana chuckled and held his hand, standing in between him and her mother. they walked the hall with the maids and knights.
Her arrival was announced, then huge hall door opened.
The three of them entered, walking over the long carpet.
The entire room was shushed.
Diana raised her eyes, to find Cayn, for the first time dressed magnificiently, with red gewels and accessories that matched his eyes and his black clothes. His posture and body screamed pressure, but his face and warm eyes eased everyone's heart.
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They met eyes.
Diana's beauty was unwordly, no one can say today she lost to Amina, their goddess. The beautiful red dress filled with black butterflies, couple with her black necklece was astonishing. Her body and dress, were out of a fairy book. But everyone's eyes were on her eyes. They were red rather than honey, shinning so bright no gewel would hold a candle to them. Her temparement overshowed everyone in the hall. She walked confidently, towards Cayn.
Their eyes, didn't leave each other.
Amina and Salman let go of her hand as she stood before her man, going back to their places.
The Capital city was loud, yet the hall was quiet, other than a gentle music playing in the back.
Cayn walked towards Diana, taking a moment to look at her. He stood before her, his golden eyes on her red gewels.
Diana held her hand out to ask for his. She bent down a bit to kiss his hand. "I pledge to remain your companion and friend," she raised her eyes to look at him with a smile, "I promise to be with you always, to care for you, and to love and cherish you no matter what. You know me better than anyone else in this world and somehow you still manage to love me. You are my one true love. Will you let me, stand and walk by your side in this life and what's after."
"I do," he answered affectionatly.
She took the ring from her father, holding Cayn's big hand and placed the ring on his finger.
They looked at each other warmly.
He raised his hand asking for hers as he bowed down.
She gracefully placed her hand on top of his.
He kneeled down slowly, placing her hand on his forhead, then kissing it softly. He raised his head to meet her teary eyes.
"From this moment onwards I shall be yours and only yours. I will worship the ground you walk on, cherish, protect and love you till my last breath. If you only let me, you shall own me, for I shall only look at you, and only you." Spoke Cayn with an imposing tone as he swore in his heart, closing his eyes as he placed her hand on his forehead once again.
Everyone's eyes widened at his vows that were more like an oath.
Diana's tears fell down, she chuckled with her red cheeks. "I do," she answered.
Cayn took the ring from Ella, and gently placed it in Diana's finger. A lovely red diamand ring.
He stood up and held her by the waist, smiling warmly as he brushed off her tears.
He held her face with the other, with his thumb running back and forth on her cheek he inclined his head to look at her who was crying. His gentle and warm eyes calmed her down she smiled and punched his chest. They chuckled, and kissed tenderly.
The screams and cheers resounded in the room.
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