There will always be a villain in a novel, which is the same as a human being, living a normal everyday life. When the Villain says, "I will make you fall for me." to all, it looks romantic. But for someone who doesn't have any emotions, they ask themselves, "what does it mean to love?"
What does it mean to be loved? Unlike other families, Emelia Beaumont did not receive love from her parents. Since she was a princess, she was just a lady who doesn't have power, especially controlling the empire. Just because she was a girl.
The only use she had was to converse with other men, flirt, capture their hearts, or even gather information from them to expose their wrongdoings. But then Emelia had her own ways of dealing with men. Just because she was a girl didn't mean her body was for sale.
Women in the Redodel Empire didn't have power. They didn't have the ability to fight against the men who abused their power. Forcing some young ladies and girls into their arms, the Redodel Empire isn't a happy place. It was an empire full of sorrow, and only joy existed within the nobles, especially the men.
"Your Highness, Princess Emelia is now entering the ballroom," the page announced out loud, catching hundreds of nobles' attention. All eyes were set on the platinum blonde beauty, walking down the aisle, wearing her azure dress.
The nobles murmured to each other, praising her beauty, but some murmured unsightly words that no women would want to hear at all.
Emelia's foot touched the ground of the dancing grounds and walked straight towards the area where her father, the Emperor, and her mother, the Empress was.
Their heads raised high while sitting on their golden throne while looking down at Emelia. Their faces were painted with a welcoming fake smile. But their cold and distant eyes didn't welcome her.
Countless eyes watched her, walking towards the Emperor. But did you know there is another nickname she has been given? Her first nickname is 'Flower Of The Empire.' And her other was, 'Ice Princess."
From the word ice, many people thought she was just a cold person. But in fact, the truth was it's because no man could melt her heart. As they all say, Emelia doesn't have any feelings.
Though Emelia had a reason why. The Empress sitting on the golden chair wasn't her mother. She is what you would call the evil stepmother.
Emelia's mother died when she turned ten years old. The reason? No one knows, but it was rumored that the current Empress was the one who killed her.
Emelia bowed courteously and greeted, "I greet the Imperial Emperor and the Imperial Empress." She lowered her head, looking down the ground, then looking at the Emperor, then to the Empress.
"I don't have many words to say. Go and enjoy the night," The Emperor said.
"Thank you, Your Imperial Highness," Emelia bowed once more, and the nobles applauded. Then the music continued to play, and the people once again chattered with one another.
There was a terrace in the corner of the ballroom, secretly hidden, and only a few knew of that place's existence, instead of conversing and gossiping with other ladies. Emelia felt uninterested and stayed by the terrace.
The moon and stars were much better entertainment than gossiping with the other ladies. They don't know how to stop and would only do so when the person of the topic comes and joins.
"Emelia, what are you doing here?" a man asked while Emelia answered in a monotone, "There's no need to talk with such people." the man sighed out loud as he stood beside Emelia. He watched Emelia, who seemed to be busy stargazing. He then chuckled, "You never change, do you?"
"Is there a need to change?" Emelia asked as she looked at him, then she continued, "Besides, what are you doing here, Henry?"
The man who stood beside her is the Heir of the Dukedom. Not only is he the Heir but also the childhood friend who tried but failed to melt her heart. But no matter what happens, he was always by her side, protecting her.
"Is there a problem with wanting to see you?" he asked with his brows raised. Emelia shook her head, then answered, "Aren't you supposed to be occupied, talking with the other ladies?" Henry frowned upon hearing her words, and with a serious look, he answered, "But I do not have any interest in any of them."
Without smiling or frowning, just a face devoid of emotions, Emelia spoke, "Why?"
Henry's face turned bitter as he didn't know what to tell her. Does he really need to answer why he's not interested? Though, he couldn't blame her for it. Since she grew up without receiving love from anyone, she grew accustomed to loneliness. Even if they were childhood friends, when he decided to become friends with her, it was already too late. Emelia's world wasn't as jolly anymore.
"You don't need to answer since your face shows hesitance."
"I apologize."
"Henry, is there a need to apologize to that girl?" another voice interrupted the two, and without doubt, Laura and Henry bowed, greeting the Crowned Prince. While Emelia didn't look bothered at all. He then continued, "She isn't worthy enough to receive an apology."
"Your Highness, how could you say that to your sister?" Asked Henry, clenching his fits. Knowing that the two weren't on good terms, but rather it was the crowned prince who disliked Emelia from the start. While Emelia didn't feel any hatred or whatsoever for him.
"Sister? She's not exactly my sister by blood," the Crowned Prince huffed as he rolled his eyes. Not wanting to get into a fight, Emelia spoke, "if you want to use this place, I will take my leave."
"Better if you just stay in your own room, or are you going to mingle with other men?" the Crown Prince sarcastically said out loud as the other two ladies behind him heard it. Her face doesn't show it, but Emelia wanted to slap the Crowned Prince so badly. A short paused occurred, then she spoke, "Mingle with other men when they are not worth my time? I am a princess. I am not just any kind of person."
Other rude words came out of the crowned princes' mouth while Emelia walked away, ignoring him. To be honest, he wouldn't be counted as the best prince. Firstly, he is neither handsome nor charming. Second, he is not smart and always relies on his personal aide, who takes advantage of his position. Third, he is most definitely not fit to be the next Emperor.
Sometimes she questions some noble ladies with their taste in men. To add, he is extremely arrogant. If she was ever forced to marry someone like her brother, she would rather kill herself than marry that smug and hideous-looking brother.
Let's just say the gods aren't by his side.
For sure, when he inherits the throne, the empire will fall within a day. No, not even a day, maybe within an hour. And those dry words were created by Emelia.