...18...
A MAN WHORE
Rose felt their connection.
She grew green and angry, completely furious.
So all this time, he had only just been using her?
She sneered inaudibly with her hands clenched at her sides.
It took everything in her to not walk up to him and just tear him apart in front of everyone.
'Unto the next lady My Sovereign Liege,' Miss Cieya said as she went to the second person. 'This is Lady Helen Thor, the Princess Royal of the Iron clan.'
The lady immediately bowed to the Emperor.
'I greet the Emperor, My Sovereign Liege,' she announced with a slight bow.
Her long black hair was messy, obviously wind whipped.
When Miss Cieya noticed that the Emperor was silent for long, she moved onto the next person, someone that Rose knew and despised.
'Princess Zoë Xing, daughter of King Onyx Xing and Crown Princess of the Xing Kingdom.'
Zoë bowed at her introduction.
Rose sat there, biting her lips as she trembled from anger.
'I greet the Emperor, My Sovereign Liege,' she said.
'How is your father Princess Zoë?' the Emperor asked her.
'He is doing much better My Sovereign Liege,' she said to him with her head still bowed.
'That is good to hear.'
'Miss Jocasta Shield, sister to Duchess Lily Shield of the War Dukedom,' Miss Cieya continued.
'I greet the Great Emperor of Linamine, My Sovereign Liege. I, Jocasta live only to serve you!' Jocasta announced in a loud voice to all present.
Her hair was the faintest of wheat blonde, silky, straight and very long, nearly ankle length.
'I hope then that you serve me well indeed Jocasta,' the Emperor said to her.
She smiled at him.
'I shall not fail you My Sovereign Liege,' she promised.
'Aquariana Genevieve of the Aqua territory, adopted daughter of Master Thyme, a water avatar.'
'I salute the Great Emperor with every fiber of my Aqua being. May your reign last as long as the waters of the Aqua territory!' She hailed.
The Emperor broke into a huge smile because he was obviously pleased with her greeting.
'I sincerely hope that you might reign with me for your inner spirit is good for the throne,' he pointed out.
Genevieve smiled brightly at the generous compliment.
'On that, time alone will tell My Sovereign Liege,' she ended.
Rose studied the glowing woman with awe.
Everything about her was a pale blue, even her skin.
All of her anger was forgotten in the moment.
Most Aquarians were usually white, but Genevieve was wonderfully different.
'This is Colonial Princess Nicolette Rion, second daughter of Colonial Master Crayon Rion of the Rainbow Colony.'
'I pay obeisance to the Great Emperor of Linamine,' she said with a soft feminine bow.
'Why isn't Fairy here?' he asked her.
Nicolette stared at him for only but a moment with a conflicted look on her extremely pretty face.
Then, she lowered her face in a bow
'My Elder sister thinks that she isn't suitable for the Emperor and that is the reason I was sent down here,' she explained to the Emperor.
'Who told her that? Who put those ideas in her head? She possesses a lot ranging from beauty to intelligence with charm and skills, just exactly what is needed in an Empress. She is more suitable than even you,' he stated.
Rose cocked a brow at the flirty man, her anger returning.
She should have known that a man like him was meant to only be one thing in his life.
A man whore!
'You are a bit too young, aren't you?' He inquired. 'I think about seventeen years?'
'I will be so in four months My Sovereign Liege,' she answered him.
There was a small pause then Nicolette smiled broadly before she spoke to him.
'If My Sovereign Liege has taken a liking to my sister already, then our people shall gladly have her replace me,' she informed him.
'Smart mouth,' the Emperor said with a light chuckle, getting to his feet and going to her.
Her head was still bowed.
'Raise your head and let me see your face,' he said jussively.
She lifted her gaze to meet his.
'It is Nicolette, is it not?' he asked though he knew the answer.
'Yes, Nicolette it is My Sovereign Liege or whatever you deem fit,' she said submissively.
'Well, you have your own appeal Colette,' he said, instantly giving her a nickname.
Fumes began to rise out if Rose head and she envisioned about fifteen different ways to strangle a certain emperor to death.
'Then, shall I call you Colette?' he asked her, bringing his fingers to her soft cheeks.
He gently traced a line with his fingers to her lips.
'You may do just whatever pleases you My Sovereign Liege,' she said to him in an almost unmistakable seductive voice.
Once again, she was so submissive.
'If I were to kiss you Colette, would you rebuff me?' he asked her.
She stared up at him quickly in surprise, her cheeks staining red.
'It would be stupid of me to do so My Sovereign Liege for it would be a lifetime honour to be kissed by you,' she expatiated.
'You impress me Colette,' he told her, finally keeping his hands to himself much to Rose's delight.
'You flatter me too much My Sovereign Liege,' she thanked him with a bow, still blushing.
'You deserve it. Let us both see if you are worthy of any of my kisses Princess Colette,' he said to her.
If looks could kill, Rose eye boring into his back should have easily sent him away from earth.
'Why don't you do so by proving yourself in this competition of charm and wits?' She curtsied.
'I shall not disappoint you My Sovereign Liege,' she vowed while smiling radiantly, in love with his comments.
The Emperor was ever the charmer.
He turned away and resumed his seat on his throne.
Nicolette kept her head down to hide her too red a face and too bright a smile.
'My Sovereign Liege,' Miss Cieya continued. 'There is but one beauty yet unknown to all,' she announced.
"Go on," he murmured.
"The emperor wants you to carry on!" Cora announced loudly and Miss Cieya nodded.
'This is Princess Royal Melanie King, sister to King Philip King of the Verking Kingdom.'
'I pay obeisance to the Great Emperor,' she curtsied.
Melanie was indeed a beauty.
She had dark skin, the colour of rich chocolate, smooth and full of sheen.
Her bra length wavy black hair was left flying behind, a contrast with her silver armour.
The lady was obviously a warrior, a fierce one at that.
She had such long sweeping lashes that could be noticed from a distance.
The Emperor tilted his head slightly apparently to comfortably study her.
'What can Melanie do?' he suddenly asked her. She smiled.
'Melanie can do a lot My Sovereign Liege,' she supplied.
'Xiera,' the Emperor commanded, 'attack her.'
Xiera approached her and did so.
Melanie defended.
She dodged three attacks from Xiera but was caught in the fourth by a feint Xiera made.
She had her hands around Melanie's neck, the lady enclosed in her arms with her back flat against her chest.
'That is enough,' he ordered.
Xiera released the lady and went back to where she came from at her Lady's side.
'Those sparring skills need more honing. You have a lot of potentials Melanie. Keep it up!'
'Thank you My Sovereign Liege,' she said happily.
'That is all My Sovereign Liege,' Miss Cieya said to the Emperor.
All the seven ladies bowed once again and filed out the same way that they had come in.
Miss Cieya went to take her seat and Master Kolso of the Hykra sword stood to his feet.
He proceeded to then replace her at the forefront of the throne room with a smile.
'My Sovereign Liege, is there any candidate that you are not satisfied with?' he asked the Emperor.
'No.'
'The Emperor is not dissatisfied with any of the candidates!' Cora announced with a loud voice.
'If that is the case, then we are completely done with it all My Sovereign Liege,' he said.
'The Palace shall house the candidates and the Empress Dowager shall see to that!' he announced himself.
'Yes My Sovereign Liege,' Master Kolso of the Hykra sword answered him with a small bow.
'Let's end it here,' the Emperor said to Cora who nodded and bowed.
'The Emperor has dismissed the gathering.'
Everyone stood and bowed to the Emperor.
'All hail the Great Emperor!' they chorused.
Then, the Emperor stood and went to Rose.
She glared at him furiously.
'Mine?' he asked her, slightly confused by her eyes which was flaming with unmasked fury.
'I am not yours.' She turned to her personal aide. 'I shall ride with Xiera,' she informed him with spite. 'Let's go Xiera, lead the way.'
'Yes My Lady,' Xiera answered and began to do so.
She turned away from him then and followed Xiera out.
He let her be, wondering what in the world had gone over her.
...OmaPhinaPhire