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Chapter 22 - Poisonous Weeds

IZAAK'S POV

Amanso Empire, 'ruler of the silver throne', 'blessed by Almighty himself', 'Golden Lion', these are the name given to Amanso and It's the only Imperial Family in the world. For the citizen, the name of the Golden Lions is like protection from heaven itself. The Imperial Family of Amanso is the only one allowed to use Golden and silver colors, the dazzling silver hair of the Emperor appears like moonlight, making him untouchable and revered by all.

Every Emperor till now has silver hair and among his offspring, only the blessed one is born with silver hair and will be named the future ruler. But many wondered why the current Emperor's children don't have silver hair. The question arose if heaven is angry at the Imperial Family even if the Emperor himself thought the power of blessing won't be seen among his children. But what none thought that an abounded child like me will be born with silver hair which is rather a disgrace.

So, To protect me from the claws of aristocrats, the Empress and the Second Queen my mother and nanny gave her life while hiding my silver hair. The Emperor is also unknown of that fact which always played to my benefit. He already sees me as a threat due to my power if he knew about my silver hair then he would've added a few more shackles on me. But that's not necessary anymore.

'The Abounded Prince Is Born With The Power Of Darkness and Shadow', the moment this goes out everyone including the Grand Temple will think I am the one mentioned in the man mentioned in Oracle which will ensure me Grand Temple's support and exposing my silver hair won't be a threat to me as not many people know my face.

I was staring at the garden in front of the Imperial Palace and something caught my eye. The freshly bloomed peony, for instance, my breathing hitched imagining Valentiara's hair that looks just like these Peonies. To be frank, doesn't she resembles peonies the most? Breathtaking Beautiful, warm, and too fragile to touch. But her willpower is beyond anyone's imagination and her golden aura is so dazzling that I felt like looking at that without blinking. Compared to her my power looks terrifying. I shouldn't dream of something beyond my rich. I am already lucky to have her offering me alliance, don't wish for more. I closed my eyes and mumbled,

'' Don't chase after star or else you will go perish at the end.''

I heard heavy footsteps approaching me. Very familiar footsteps of the person who is on the biggest throne on my way to the throne.

'' Isn't the Imperial Garden too magnificent for an abandoned moon?'' The sarcastic and arrogant voice which I find more annoying than the Emperor's voice, belongs to none other than my half-brother, The Second Prince Atticus.

'' If a trash can admire this magnificent garden, an abandoned moon is still better,'' I said even without bothering to turn my head around. Atticus's annoyance could be felt but I cared less about it.

'' Who are you trying to call trash?'' I turned my head around and looked at him innocently, '' I was joking, Atticus. Why do you think I called you trash?'' His eyes widen and his ears turned red in embarrassment. I took him toward him and pat his back. He glared at me with eyes filled with disgust.

'' Atticus, an advice for the sake of our old time,'' I looked at Jason who was standing a little far from us watching our every move then at Atticus who was looking at me. I whispered to him, '' Stop hanging around with poisonous weeds'' The shock was written all over his face. I stepped back and smiled sweetly before going out of the Imperial Palace. Jason bowed to me a little out of courtesy. I smirked and walked away while saying,

'' Spring is indeed the best to watch peonies!''

The assassin who followed me to White Forest were dark magicians and in this Empire, the only person who has power over the Dark Magicians is none other than the Second Queen. To think she will send the assassins just after my meeting with the Emperor, she must be really anxious. Atticus will understand whom I called poisonous weed after all the Second Queen has hair as green as weeds though others say it is a fresh breath of spring. I should give some peonies to Valentiara when we meet next time.

END OF IZAAK'S POV