This is my second time I came to capital city after my coming age party. And this time I am visiting with my father for important matter. My marriage. I was listed as one of the first prince of Lunatracia's marriage candidate.
It was a dream for poor count family like me to be able to marry imperial family especially the famous first prince of this kingdom. So, i keep praying to be choosen.
"Reisa, come greet the Queen."
"I greet the mother of nation, I am Reisa Claymore."
I give a little bow and raised both tip of my dress. In front of me is the Queen of Lunatracia kingdom, Nissa Lennox Ulsea. And this meeting is the bane of my marriage life.
"You can have the Duchess title, but as Quenn's people I don't trust you."
"Do your duty as my wife so will I do my husband duty, better if there is no scandal. I don't want the Queen send another replecement."
"I don't care what mission the queen give you but once I found something suspicious, you Will know the consequence."
"You are surprisingly a good girl, and this place feel better. I will give you present for your hard work."
"Maybe I would be happier if I know to settle down give me this much of peace."
"I can't give you child! My body is already broken from accumulated poison. I don't even know how long I can life."
"I am sorry."
"You look tired, you can go visit your perents home while I am gone for bussines so you wont be lonely. If you need anything you can use my separate bank account."
That is the last time I saw my husband. My married life may not be perfect but at least I am happy. I know my husband love her dearly, even if he never said a single 'love' word, afraid that it would ruin our status quo.
Still, I cant accept the way he leave me. He is dying man. Like a last struggle he plan to make the one that make his life miserable know. That way he is branded as traitor and I am the wife of that traitor, thinking that dying together is not so bad. The country should hunt me down sooner or later but my family relationship with the Queen save my life. How ironic.
The country come to prosper, the new king Allendis de Lunatracia a sword saint is a wide king.
I let out a hollow laugh as I spend my day on country site building an orphan.
My poor husband, He is genius but the world somehow make him unlucky, his life is so miserable. Forgetten as the new era begin.
67 year old, Reisa Claymore died due to old age.
or so I thought.
[I didn't know someone so devoted to him before. Good girl, I am going to make you his present.]
Before I could answer those melodious voice that might be a God since I am died. my body dropped, fall in endless white background until....
"Reisa, come greet the Queen."
'eh'