While everyone's in panicking, the old emperor barges in the room;
" Where's that wrench! Has she finally given birth to the child?!"
Everyone in the room bows down to the emperor. Head maid Loraine pleads to the emperor " your majesty, madam really needs the doctor right now. "
: NO NEED! THAT WOMAN CAN DIE FOR ALL I CARE!!
Emperor replies.
: B-but your majesty, the children need their mother!! Please I beg you!
Loraine pleads with the emperor.
: If you wish to die with her , you can cry all you want!
Everyone goes silent.
Looking annoyed he asks,
" Now you said children, where are they? "
He sees the two children lying in the crib holding hands. His blood starts boiling looking at the brown hair.
: How is this even possible?! There's no blood in the world that can rival Lwellyn blood. All Lwellyn offspring should be born with silver hair and emerald eyes! How come this one has brown hair?!
Tsk!! He clicks his tongue
: That useless son of mine had to get himself that filthy commoner from who knows where! I thought at least one of my children has brain but now I see that he only got beauty!
"Lars!" emperor calls for the head butler.
"Get rid of this filthy one! " The emperor commands.
: YOUR MAJESTY NO!! SHE ALSO HAS ROYAL BLOOD!!
: LORAINE DON'T RAISE YOUR VOICE!
Lars screams! " Don't worry your majesty I'll take care of it; Rest assured.
Suddenly a maid screams,
: Madam!! Madam Parmila!! Head maid, madam's not breathing!!
: WHAT?!