There was confusion in Aaldar before now.
Desolate treasury, politics just to contend for rights. Some rich fattened their private bellies, and the weak and poor were cast aside.
In the midst of this, the struggle for succession to the throne took place. First Prince Raven was taken in as a puppet by the Senate. Elizabeth, a common son but full of talent. The dispute between the two was settled in the form of Raven's imprisonment.
Raven was imprisoned at Dansk Castle Fortress - West Castle at twilight. There is not much to know about this fact, but since the First Prince was put in prison, Eric Yugdrasil has visited his cell.
As Yugdrasil entered the cell having the lead soldier open the door, Prince Raven, slightly awake on a hard bed, lifted his lips and greeted his old friend.
"Coming, brother. What do you think? I must have dropped something, too.
"Yeah, totally."
Yugdrasil looks down at her ex-husband, who jokes and shows her hands wide open, with a complex look at all sorts of emotions intruding. Within a few months, the prince lost a lot of weight. There is no shadow of a tough, royal-like grand residence there, just the pathetic end of a man pursued for his status. So Yugdrasil utters the same word again.
"Totally... really, you did something stupid"
"Stop. Why should I listen to your novel until I'm in jail? A rare visitor, you could entertain me more.
Saying so, Raven glances around the cell. Even when it comes to prisons, the inside is terribly qualitative, but at first the beds, chairs, desks, etc. are at a minimum in shape as a room. Given his identity, I guess he treats it closer to solitary confinement than prison.
But the precipitated air, full of twilight West Castle, was surely eroding the prince. In front of Yugdrasil, the prince coughed hard. Supporting his bitter, temperamental body, he lay him down slowly, Raven exhaled a deep and long breath to forgive what nestled deep in his chest.
"I'm finished," the prince said, looking out at the ceiling.
"You were right, I did something stupid. It's all because of my vulnerability. I was proud, overconfident in myself, and listened only to the good words of my ear impairment. You were right to abandon me.
Yugdrasil does not answer. No, there was no answer.
As a friend, as an adjunct, Yugdrasil was Raven's number one understander and loyal me. Conflicting with that Raven, Yugdrasil's readiness to leave his former is considerable, and I will not let him say a word or two about his swirling emotions.
Raven reaches out to Yugdrasil, probably guessing the grid of such a friend. And when he was hesitant that he might be worthy to receive the hand, the prince grabbed Yugdrasil's hem and drew his friend toward him.
Please. With a voice he had never heard, the prince pleaded.
Help them. Help them in the Senate.
"... is that for real?"
Yugdrasil's voice, whose eyes narrowed softly, sounded surprisingly cold himself.
It's all the senate's fault that the kingdom leaned and that Raven fell into a state like now. Yet it is Yugdrasil's opinion as to what to sweeten over this period.
Plus, it's almost up to Elizabeth to sit on the throne next. I don't even think she'll loosen that hand now that she's already driven more than half of the senate.
But Raven is even stronger with his friends who show a negative attitude.
"I don't even want him in his current position. Still......!
"Raven! Oh, you...!?
Was it a bad idea to get excited, Raven coughs harder than earlier? And it came to pass, when he hurriedly bowed himself to the tormenting prince, and stroked his back, that Yugdrasil saw a flower of red blood blooming in the prince's hand.
"Still, to Yugdrasil, who had lost his word, the prince continued breathlessly." Unlike me, they have time. Time to start over.
Don't flatter my father, who was weak. Tilt the country and still can't change the face of the Senate, which took itself into the puppet and ran for safekeeping. It's all my fault, Raven said.
"As a royal, I'll take the kejime. Isn't that enough?
Yugdrasil closed his lid. And moaned how sweet my Lord is, as always.
I want you to distance yourself from the Senate and dismiss them. Raven replied to Yugdrasil, who repeatedly proclaimed, that he would all make a compromise with them. But that was more and more impossible to talk about. How can all those who have only thought about themselves and breathed sweet honey now be revamped?
He said he was planning to assassinate Elizabeth. Raven never cracks his mouth, but he didn't want Elizabeth's death or anything. The alley is said to have been bewildered by the sweet words of the evil minister and Raven released the assassin, etc., but it is outrageous. Everything was just the senate working on its own. Elizabeth figured it out and used it as a tool to get the throne.
But even in his eyes as a proximity, his dangers, even as a lack thereof, I could not dislike its sweetness until the end when I saw it as a long friend. Yes, even at this last time.
"Such, Yugdrasil vomited, feeling the depths of his chest burning." You can't because you like people like that. "
"Which one do you prefer? The prince laughed bitterly with his gazed eyes." Look at me like this. Still, I think you're a better person to look at. "
Not as much from the intimate talks between the two who were friends and once obedient.
Raven, the first prince of the Aardhar Empire, quietly left the world.
Outside the window, a dead leaf falls from a tree. Eric Yugdrasil, Prime Minister of Aaldar, who carries the window to the executive desk, will never mind it. As he runs the brush safely in the way he is accustomed to, the door is knocked and the use from the prince delivers a message to him.
"That was good," he put his brush down with a gentle expression, and the Chancellor smiles flutteringly. "Let's ask right away. Tell the prince so, too."
So much less, Yugdrasil stands in front of a certain luxurious door. After exchanging two or three words with the medical officer who had just come out from the inside to be replaced, the Chancellor slipped into the room.
"Your Highness, I'm here."
"Come, my mother awakened"
Just look back at his neck and tell him that Prince Fritz will come to his side.
In the center of the room is a large bed, and their king, Elizabeth, lays himself down. Her gaze remained pointed behind the ceiling, but as Yugdrasil stood nearby, she blinked slowly.
"I wonder what poison it is, it's raw and warm. What is just a paralysis pill..."
"Don't look so lightly, Mother. If they take away their body's freedom, they can stick their swords out, or they can tighten their necks, but they can't resist. The paralysis will soon disappear, but it will take about seven days to fully heal."
"Seven days, huh?... short, but too much time if you're in a hurry. It's hard to stop the gear that started turning once. If that's war, even more so."
"Your mother will be transferred to Lord Milene. So don't get upset and leave everything with your neighbor to me."
There is no response from the Empress. The prince frowned slightly as to whether he was surprised about it, but he flinched just saying that he had told him everything he needed to tell him. When the prince was followed by the prime minister who also tried to leave the room, the empress held his back.
"Why didn't you kill him?"
The Prime Minister, who stopped his leg, looks back slowly. At the end of that gaze, there are deep green eyes that look straight at you. "You must be the one who put the pills up," he continued, looking at Yugdrasil.
"If I was going to wake up Cotto, the only thing left to do was die, or I would have died. Why did you let him live halfway through it?"
"Why...... That's right. I'm sure you'll find everything I do meaningless and painful to understand."
The usual, that is, the voice of Yugdrasil, who answers, remains calm, just like the interaction between the king and the prime minister in office. I stared at him and Elizabeth for a while in a large room with only two people.
Eventually, it was Yugdrasil who opened his mouth first.
"Do you remember? This is how we both started. So you lied one lie."
To the empress who nearly opened her mouth, the Chancellor shook her head.
"I'm not blaming the act itself. To rule the country, lies are necessary at times. It's just that one of your lies meant a lot to me, and it poked and moved me to this day. That's all we're talking about."
"A promise to Raven, or"
A grin gently drew from Yugdrasil's face at the words spouted in a sigh mix.
Once upon a time, after the First Prince of Raven quietly took his breath away in West Castle at twilight. Yugdrasil, who had married the Second Empress to his wife, was named Elizabeth's opposing horse as a candidate for succession to the throne, and came to the stairs between her and the two.
Shortly after entering the small room that set the stage for the talks, Yugdrasil told his sister-in-law. I'm not going to argue with you. You may give up the throne.
Then, naturally, Elizabeth asked him why he had set up a meeting place. In contrast, Yugdrasil replied that there were conditions in ceding the throne.
That condition was the "unity" between Aardhar and Heilland.
"Integration with Heilland? I remember my brother-in-law was rather moving to keep Raven away from the people who would blow such a lost cause.
"Your Highness, I believe that the construction of the Greater Aardhar Empire will be the key to reintegrating the conservatives and others, the divided people of our country, into one."
Yugdrasil sued. The Senate, which lost many of its central figures in tough pursuit and even Raven, is an already lacking gathering of elephants in cohesion. They can no longer be a threat to Elizabeth.
If so, what Elizabeth should do is not prolong the confusion. Forgiving the mistakes of the past and taking their hands and leading them to the right path will also be the duty of the Sovereign.
"If there is more to the Unified Empire, the rebellious Conservatives will also acknowledge the rest. That way, all we have to do is put them together and make them look good. That's what I said then."
"Yeah. And you snorted after a while of trouble. Accept my suggestion and try to put an end to the confusion in Aardar"
The covenant was made, and it was decided between him who sat on the throne and him who refrained next to him. After that, the two discussed the new system over several days, and the door was opened.
But the Empress broke her promise.
Coronation Day. Having emerged as a new emperor, Elizabeth clearly denied the possibility of integration with Heilland during her speech on the balcony of the Royal Castle at the end of the coronation ritual.
Elizabeth returned cold to Yugdrasil, who stuffed her with different promises. He said he made a promise in terms of ending the chaos in Aaldar.
"Then he said he wasn't going to take my suggestion from the beginning...!"
"It is not. If you found any significance in joining hands with them, the rest was going to take Heilland, as I said. But I decided I didn't have to.
Yugdrasil was furious with his lord, who said so much. It was his late husband's final appearance that floated on his eyelid, eating his teeth off and holding his fist.
"When I realized with them, the Chancellor was screaming." Aren't you part of the country you got with them!? "
"That's why I don't want it." The Empress replied, cold everywhere. "Unfortunately, there are no other newcomers."
The conflict between the Old Senate and the New King became decisive on the border of speaking at the crowning ceremony. Eliminating the revolting conservative nobles one after the other, the Empress consolidated her scaffolding for reform. Behind the glorious trajectory of the Empress, who opens up a new future, closed to death, confiscation of property and relentless punishment were imposed, and many left the table.
Yugdrasil could not fulfill Raven's final wish.
"Hey, Yugdrasil. What's the point of your actions?"
With Yugdrasil looking down, the empress narrows her eyes.
"Raven is dead. His surroundings also disappeared. And now, why, take Heilland? What are you obsessed with?"
"It doesn't make any sense. At least not for me."
Allow fatigue to seep into the thin body and Yugdrasil stands quietly. That's how, for some reason, he grinned sadly in his mouth, as he thought of someone who wasn't here.
"This is my personal revenge and it's a challenge. Can I get what you denied and bounced that you didn't want? Do I have the power to overrule your choices?"
But he said he could have done something more interesting. That being said, Yugdrasil gave himself up.
"I swear by the stars of heaven, I confess. It was His Royal Highness Fritz who decided to serve you with medicine and to lay that sin on the envoys of neighbouring countries as a pretext for war. Your Highness is thirsty to become a great emperor over you. I just pushed that back for you. If we accomplish the great empire of unity, we will make a name for ourselves in history as a great king beyond Her Majesty the Empress."
"Nah..."
"Knowing the facts, what do you do?
Peeing into the face of the empress with her eyes open, the Chancellor asks quietly.
"Do you judge mercilessly, even my son? Or do you bend doctrine and just miss that one? Do you want to take away your neighbor with you? Whatever your choice is, I don't mind."
"Even if his neck leaves his torso because of his insanity"
The empress tells her to bite her teeth tight and roar. He leaves himself lying down because his body is not free, but only his gaze is sharp, and he is shot to death. But the opposing Yugdrasil slowly shook his head as he leaked a small laugh.
"That's what I don't care. If only we could see this end."
The word. Finally, Yugdrasil left her side. As he leaves the room, the waiting medical officers go inside. To transfer the Empress to Milanese, a separate house on the property.
So the Chancellor found Prince Fritz standing by the window, wondering if he had returned to his room. When Yugdrasil turned his foot towards you, the prince complained that the opening was "slowest" with a grumpy shaped brow that had passed through.
"Aside from me, don't move right there. What did your mother ask you?
"It's a boring matter. Just a little, old stories."
"You think I'd be satisfied with such an answer?
The prince moves quickly and crunches around Yugdrasil's shoulder. The Chancellor held such sentiments as he did draw the Empress's blood in return for his sharp lighted dark green eyes. If Yugdrasil waited with his mouth shut for a while, the prince let go of his hand "well, fine" while stirring frustration.
"Whatever your intentions, things are already moving. You and I can't escape on the way out. I'll have you hanging out till the end."
In the words of the prince, the Chancellor still smiled calmly. Because the prince is "attached together," rather, he is his own. Apart from whether the prince himself understands the fact, of course, it is.
Happy. Yes, when the Chancellor tried to answer the prince.
A soldier came running for a small run from the end of the corridor to tell them of his visitors.