Months passed by swiftly after Gerald's funeral and the Emperor stayed indoors refusing visitors except Ren and some servants who stocked his chambers with liquor as he had commanded.
His daily routine excluded his imperial duties ,the last he did which was to allocate savages amongst kingdoms of the realm.
He had blocked his telepathy when he noticed constant complains from kings and spent his days in bed awaking to liquor and food thirsted by Ren whenever he was present.
Gradually duties of the emperor's knight added up to those of a General but he never complained.
Tyran only stopped once a week by Fiona's chamber to check on Ramses but to Ruel he payed no attention to,never saw him,never cared.
Ren sat on the marble floor watching him sip liquor as usual.
His eyes never left the emperor who sat on his bed bare chested as he drank from a jar while staring at the sun at intervals.
He had summoned him but why?to watch him drink and waste away?
The repugnant sight irritated him as he fought back the urge to grab the jar and smash it against the wall.
Tyran would daily summon him to watch him drink and seeing him this way felt like punishment.
"The sky...the sunny sky is beautiful today isn't it Rengyotsu?"Tyran said pointing the hand he held the jar at the window.
He turned to Ren.
"You know I am really happy now but I think am missing something"Tyran leaned towards the general."...Women_i need those waists and hands on me".
Ren watched him state at the sun with the jar in hand for a while through a moment of silence he didn't bother interrupting.
Tyran's face hardened then he stared down at him.
"Right now you're the only one I can trust to an extent general".
"You know it's not your fault he died_"
"Don't say that...huh..."Tyran blinked severally before shaking his head."Who brought the idea to go hunting savages...me isn't it...I led them all there to be slaughtered...I killed him".
Tyran dropped the jar and beat his chest severally,his red eyes bulging.
"Don't you think you are giving them what they want?they want to break you and it's working already"
Tyran laughed loudly and picked up the Jar.
"It worked General Ren...I am broken"he laughed even louder before taking another sip
"it workkkkeddd".
Ren got to his feet angrily, grabbed the jar and smashed it against the wall letting the liquid spill across the floor.
He bent to Tyran's eye level and leaned into his face eye widened.
"You have a son to protect.. there's a rumour going around and soon it will turn an uproar...Delvin demands seeing it's imperial prince birthed by your Empress whom you have kept in hiding since birth...You have your reason for doing so but it's time to figure out how to protect him and get past this"
Tyran bit his lip and began sobbing silently.
"And If you intend to let them off the hook for doing this... know ye...I will not forgive any one who hurt you and turned you into..."Ren glared at him."..This!".
He stood up straight.
"Also,the kings demand you select a new knight...it's been months since the incident and you have refused and turned down letters and requests for a knighting ceremony...there are also tons of imperial duties to attend to,Delvin needs it's emperor back"
Ren bent over to whisper in his ears
"The next time I see you this way will be the last time you will ever set eyes on me".he said, stood up straight and shot him a stern glare before disappearing.
The general reappeared in the emperor's storage room and stared at the huge jars of liquor heaped upon themselves.
He drew out his sword and smashed it into each of them in with a loud cry of rage.
The jars shattered,into countless sharped edges pieces,cutting him in the process,some of the liquid sprouting out to drench him but Ren persisted till he had shattered all twelve jars.
He paused,sword in hand watching the mess he had made.
Staring at his drenched tainted white rainment only aggravated anger he felt.
Ren established a telepathic link to a servant he knew wasn't familiar with.
"The storage room,tidy...any one who brings liquor into it dies by my sword".
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King Maxmillian sat on a couch in his bed chamber listening to the sound of the harp,tilting his at intervals head to it's melodious rhythm.
When Dark appeared before him in a hood backing the other occupant of the room,he dismissed the musician and turned to him.
"So... pleasant news?"he asked raising a dark lash.
Dark bowed his head to great him.
"The rumour bearer was compensated ransomely for it...rest assured,the rumour will reach the emperor's ears soon".
King max clasped his hands on his abdomen and sighed.
"And Tyran will have no other choice but to reveal that monster to the people he rules, everyone finds out what he is and the counsel will deal with the rest of it..."the king laughed clapping his hands.
He stopped and turned to dark
"Why didn't I think of this earlier".
"What if he finds a way to upturn this?".
King Max glared at him like an injured beast.
He picked up the small earthened flower jar which stood next to him and tossed it at Dark,missing him on purpose.
The jar crashed into the wall behind the sorcerer,shattering to expose it's contents across the marble floor.
"You pessimistic bastard!"he barked"why do you have to say that to my face!"
Dark didn't answer,only lowered his head and clenched his teeth and fists in attempt to control his anger.
The king inhaled deeply and sunk into his chair.
"He will have to do it on the day of the knighting ceremony...stir up the people even more...pay more rumour bearers if you have to!".
"Yes your majesty"Dark said raising his head.
"Are you alone?I want to speak with you"came parlu's voice in king Maxmillian's head.
"What is it Parlu that you travelled all the way from Sentah to speak to me about?"King max grinned.
"Are you alone?"Parlu asked again.
King Maxmillian paused and glared at Dark before answering.
"Yes".
King Parlu disconnected the link and in a few moments appreared before him.
He shot Dark an uncomfortable stare then leaned into the king's face.
"You said you were alone!"king Parlu said in a whisper between clenched teeth.
"What is it to you if he stays,he knows you are one of us,you thought him Leblos afterall and he is making good use of the magic you never used".
King Parlu stared at Dark who stood leaning against a wall with hands folded watching them before he turned to Max.
"I want out!".