Chapter 60: Amos (3)
At his question, the atmosphere became even more tense. His Majesty didn’t answer him, which Rave already anticipated. What happened that year was quite a scandal—and yet it was also the most kept secret in the Empire. It caused a huge uproar before quietly dissipating like smoke, as if it were a nightmare that everyone tried to forget.
Even the last Emperor himself only knew so much, and Spade’s not being informed about it wasn’t unusual for him. And Rave admitted to himself that the organization, even with his years of investigation, never found anything important.
"What do you know about what happened that year?" The deep voice and a natural tone exuded authority rang in the air, solemn, and demanded everyone’s full attention.
Rave couldn’t help but swallow to moisten his slightly dry throat as he clasped his hands tightly together. He might have been maintaining a calm expression on the surface, but his emotions were already tense and surging.
Rave had a lot of thoughts and scenarios running through his head the moment he faced and spoke with the Emperor, and he had already practiced not being nervous in front of the alpha.
However, imagining scenarios was not even twice as terrifying as when they finally happened in reality. Rave’s years of training to hide his true feelings on the outside were crumbling as his defensive mechanism deteriorated with each passing second.
Rave took a deep breath to calm himself; the warmth on his right side also helped. He may not want to acknowledge it, but having someone give him warmth helped to calm him down. It had been so long since someone had given him that warmth, and it had already become unfamiliar to him. Rave didn’t know how to react. For the time being, he would let him succumb to that heat.
"There isn’t much," Rave began again; despite his anxious emotions inside, his voice came out calm, without the slightest tremor. As if the soft tone had become his natural voice, it was gentle and pleasing to the ears.
No one interrupted him, and so Rave continued. He only lowered his head because he didn’t want to meet the Emperor’s gaze. He knew that the moment he did so, all his facades would be seen through. He didn’t like the feeling of someone reading his mind and emotions.
"I was still young when it happened, but I will never forget that night," he continued, his tone becoming distant subconsciously. Everyone only listened to him as he finally started recounting what he knew, and Rave became lost in the memories of his past.
Rave grew up in a Marquis Household, the Amos Family, one of the most distinguished and important noble families in the Empire. However, ever since he was young, Rave was aware that there was something wrong with him than most children at his age.