Yelena was out hunting in the morning practicing her archery. She was moving swiftly and quick in the forest that rested in the back of her home, Fortresse de la Clagueux. A white bunny was hopping around in the bushes, as Yelena had an eye on her steady. Yelena drew her bow and kept the arrow close to her chest. She took a deep breath and made her shot aiming for the bunny's eye. It hit the right spot on. Yelena smirked and got up to the area that the bunny was shot at. It was squirming, and bleeding from having its head pinned to a rock.

Yelena watched it as she bent down in a crouch. Watching it endure pain amused her. She could have given it mercy and just killed it already, but mercy wasn't something on her mind at the moment.

Yelena suddenly heard her name being cried out. She turned her head slightly around and saw her father, the emperor Grayson standing behind her. He looked nervous dressed in a leather tunic and purple fur cloat, with a servant beside him. "Yelena!" He yelled again.

Yelena rolled her eyes, "What do you want?" She asked annoyed.

"We need to talk," He said eyeing the shotten bunny pinned to a rock. He made a face of disgust, "Could you at least kill the poor thing already."

Yelena smirked and stood up straight, "It will be all right." She then turned to him, "Now what do you want."

Her father straightens his back, "I'm concerned about you. Your mother is concerned about you."

Yelena cocked her head, "Have I done something wrong."

Her father shifted and his blue eyes stared at the tortured white fur bunny to his ginger hair teenage eldest daughter who was directly in line for the throne after Adelaide. "We're worried about your lack of emotion."

Yelena rolled her eyes and let her archery equipment hang from her shoulder. "Father, what on earth are you talking about?"

"It's the enthusiasm for violence. I think you need to calm down with certain activities before they get out of hand."

Yelena narrowed her eyes on her dad. She could sense how nervous he was. Cowardly. "I think you're wasting my time, I told you to only come to me with something important." As she was about to turn around her father stumped his foot.

"Yelena, I mean it! If you keep this up, your mother has planned..."

Yelena suddenly stopped in her tracks and walked to her father; her green eyes filled with intense. "She has what was planned," Yelena snapped with anger.

Yelena could tell now that Grayson was regretting what he just said.

"What does she have planned?" Yelena muttered, glaring at her father.

"Sending you away," He muttered ashamed not bearing to look into her daughter's eyes. "She will send you and your siblings to do your studies in a different state in the European Lands if you continue like this Yelena."

Yelena felt heat rise in her chest. She gripped her bow and arrow tightly. "Yelena please," her father assisted. "If you continue like this, she will send me with you, and I love her rather too much to be far away from her.

Yelena could not help but chuckle inside. 'He's nervous about his position of emperor if she makes him come with me.'

"What the hell does she want?" Yelena snapped, not caring about the other stuff her father had to say.

"Well for starters, maybe we can let you take some of the classes that your sibling also study. What you study is very different compared to them."

"I think what they study is worthless."

"It's not about what you think right now. Your mother is the empress. You will give loyalty to the empress and she doesn't want bad for you."

Yelena took a step closer to her father, "Our empress hasn't yet to even make one risky decision, to show the other seven empresses of Pangaea who is boss, to show Pangaea we are still conquerors and the true leaders of the world."

Grayson shook his head, "I thought I told you, you ought to let your mother handle politics. You need to focus on your studies and be a normal teenager for once."

Yelena scuffed, "If grandmother was still empress we would be in a far better predicament."

"And looked where she ended up, locked up away in a prison cell for the rest of her life."

Yelena shook her head in anger. "Whatever," her lip quivering.

"I just want what is best for you," He said holding her cold cheek. He kissed her on the forehead. "Please it's just a change of schedule. You will barely feel a difference."

Yelena looked at him, her green eyes went from deep anger to calm, "Whatever she requests, no big deal."

Grayson was taken back by her sudden obedience. Usually, they could go back and forth for a while, and he would normally give up.

He nodded, giving her one more kiss on the forehead, "I only want what's best for you. One day you will be empress and you will realize its not as easy as you think. I will be on my way now," He said and turned to leave his daughter to finish up hunting.

Grayson deep down was petrified and didn't buy the performance. If Yelena kept this attitude up she was going to hold the same faith as her grandmother, the ruthless Isolda Kasperek.

It was a random boring early afternoon when Sang-chul got some exciting news. He was reading the forbidden book in his bed when Addo came in interrupting him and making him jump.

"Sir! Empress Rehema has chosen to have lunch with you!" Addo announced running in the room and kneeling.

Sang-chul immediately shut the forbidden book and hid it in his blankets. "What!" He yelled in shock. So for the past few days, Empress Rehema has been getting to know all the new concubines, but Sang-chul was beginning to think he forgot about her.

"Yes, she has chosen to have lunch with you, Sir. We must have the house cleaned up and ready for her visit," Addo yelled. He went into the sitting area of the house with Kukua setting the table up to eat.

Sang-chul quickly got up from his bed to change into fancier clothes. By the time he was done, a guard had announced that Empress Rehema had arrived. Sang-chul quickly went to the sitting area and stood behind a chair. In came in Rehema who was helped inside with Addo and had two other servants by her side. She gave Sang-chul a warm hug and looked around the directions in the room.

"Wow, I like how you fancied up the place," Rehema said taking everything in awe.

"Thank you, your majesty," Sang-chul said nervously looking at the ground. He pushed a seat open at the table, helping her sit. Kukua came over and started to pile food on his plate and Rehema's.

"Sorry I haven't visited you or seen you in so long, how you are feeling?" Rehema asked.

Sang-chul smiled at her shyly, "I was scared at first you forgot about me but now I'm as happy as ever."

Rehema pouted, "I could never forget about you." They ate in silence for a little bit, Sang-chul could bear it, his heart beating out of his chest.

"Do you like it?" Rehema suddenly asked.

"What?"

"Your house, the one I picked for you. Do you like it?" She repeated.

"Of course," Sang-chul said. "Much better than what I had before. I couldn't ask for anything better."

Rehema grinned, "I'm glad to hear that."

"But it could be better," Sang-chul muttered with food in his mouth.

Rehema glanced at him confused, with an eyebrow up.

"It's just can sometimes it can be lonely in this house, and my bed is cold with only one person in it," Sang-chul said shyly.

Rehema now smiled and moved her chair closer to Sang-chul.

She gave him a warm kiss on the cheek, and placed a finger on his chin, "Don't worry about that. I will definitely be there to warm your other side of the bed soon."

Sang-chul couldn't help but blush. He then poured some wine for Rehema. Together they clashed their wine glasses and continued with their food.