Chapter 81: Plans Of The Dark Lord
The blooming flower looked like a celestial flower that would be apt for decorating the hair of the celestial maidens who dance around in the celestial pools. That enticing flower made everyone awed.
But for the Dowager, she felt like the flower is mocking her. The one that should not he there; the one that foretells the destruction of her beloved Empire, appeared to be mocking her. Gritting her teeth, she crushed the flower under her foot.
A tear that lingered in her eyes glowing to the light that lit up the sky scattered on her hand that appeared soft like the cream of milk.
"I will stop you... I will..." she muttered as she closed her eyes.
She was asked only one thing by her husband at his dying breath. He pleaded with her to protect the last of the Lukyan line with her everything. She couldn’t give her heart to him but she vowed to at least give him his last wish.
And now... Everything is in ruins.
"Leave~" She said with her voice trembling as she heard the sound of a raven at the distance. The cry that many would consider a bad omen and the call for death, is her only hope for now.
No one would like to stand near the Dowager to take the brunt of her anger. It was surprising that she is asking them to leave without meting punishments. And so, everyone scrambled away including the gardener.
"Speak," Theodora didn’t find any flutter in her heart seeing the figure rising from the dark. She used to be stunned seeing a figure forming from the shadows and used to wonder if she is seeking help from the wrong side. But she got used to it the more she sees it.
The countless enemies of the state who were taken care of so splendidly by this... entity, dulled her senses and has hardened her heart. As she aged, her senses of morality reduced. Only the desire to protect the kingdom remained.
"The wife your son chose is the one who took the sword," the dark figure said.
Theodora laughed. She had an inking of doubt that the destroyer of Lethusia cannot be a woman. To her defence, when was the last time a woman did something great?