The Queen

Mei Yang's eyes focused on the blue glass she had gotten from the king of Naki, the perfume that her maid told her that she belonged to a goddess. Now there was the glass, as intense as she remembered the last time she had seen it in her room.

- It is just a perfume, ask my servant. ― Mei Yang shouted.

- It is a poison, the same poison that is in the arrow that killed my father. You will deny that he devised an evil plan with the king of Naki to destroy our kingdom. What else did you do? Did you kill the queen?

- No! I would never do that. She was my mother! - Mei Yang could not hold back the tears. She was crying copiously in front of everyone. She was clearly being wronged. Amon, her own brother, was framing her for something she would never do.

Was this her end, to die like a murderous princess? She was not prepared even for what was to come.

As she looked up, she saw in everyone's expressions that no one believed in her innocence. Only Mi Gu who was on the floor looked at him with an expression of pain and defeat.

- Take the princess to prison. We will judge her according to her crime and Naran's just laws.

- The same laws that say that only the blood of the king and queen's lineage should sit on the throne. - The treasury secretary dared to comment.

- Do you want to join the minister in the other world, mister secretary? - Amon was incisive in his threat to silence the man.

Mei Yang tried to scream, to let go, but she was just a weak and helpless girl, everyone called her "the wind head". In addition, for the first time she realized how immature, unhappy she was. She thought she had the glory because of a title, though she had nothing. Her strength were her parents, and now they were no longer here.

Dad...

Mei Yang thought fondly of the image of the strong man who created him and of all the advice, of the last words where he said he trusted her, but it all seemed bitter in her thoughts.

The guards dragged her brutally, causing some of her robes to tear and her white skin to be cut off by the wooden floor leaving a long trail of blood on the floor. No one seemed to have noticed what had just happened. Mei Yang's blood shone on the floor and she seemed to react strangely to her guardian who was standing next to the thin trail and was now looking in astonishment. Mi Gu was lying on the spot without believing what he was seeing.

Mei Yang's blood was...

Soon the ministers also left the place. Amon found himself practically alone, were it not for the presence of Mi Gu who was still on the ground unable to move facing the blood line. For the first time Amon saw that frightened and terrified expression on the sage's face. This was the end.

- Finally, I managed to take your haughty expression, wise! - Ammon said those words with scorn. - Where is your protégé? You should have chosen me as king over that murderer you cared for so much.

Mi Gu never responded. His head was still down as if he had been defeated by a rabbit.

- It was easy to show Mei Yang's true face. Look at her, imprisoned, and soon she will end, as will you if you still prefer to continue serving the traitor.

- Amon - Mi Gu finally raised his face and looked into the black eyes of the bastard dressed like a king in front of him. - I never imagined that you would act so quickly. I always knew about your thirst for power, but I never thought it would be so much as to incriminate your own sister and take her to death to take what is rightfully hers.

- Shut up, damn servant! ― Amon slapped Mi Gu across the face and smiled right away. He always wanted to do this during the dull classes his father had to attend together with his younger brothers. However, he was now king and he could do whatever he liked. Mi Gu just laughed at that pathetic act. None of that made him feel pain. Amon's plan was so obvious that anyone with a little more intelligence could find out. But, humans were stupid by nature and would never achieve that glory of the gods. No, he should at least congratulate a person who had a little bit of power in his mind to devise such a plan.

- He sent a servant to buy a poison on the streets of Naki and implanted this evidence in the princess's room. Then, he had the king killed with the arrow that was bathed in the poison to incriminate Mei Yang. It is all so obvious ... To use the argument that the queen died shortly after ingesting the fakāi given by the princess and to unite with the fact that she is now the main suspect in her father's death. A master's move. Get rid of the heiress princess and you will have a reason to invade Naki and get rid of the dead weight that the neighboring state was since years ago. I could congratulate you for thinking of something so great, but I am sure it all came out of your mother's ingenious mind who is not satisfied with being in exile. You are just a silly doormat for her.

- You are a smart man, Mi Gu. It is a pity that it does not serve me. I can let you live if you are willing to bow to my greatness and swear to the gods that you will serve me for the rest of your life. - Amon ducked until he was face to face with the sage. Even if he hated that man, he could not despise his intelligence.

- My family has served the Naran throne since Kong Naran I united the states in the great war of the landlords. I remember my grandfather serving his grandfather, I remember my father who before his death served his father and asked me to continue the generation of sages in the Shan family. I am Shan Mi Gu, the last descendant of Shan, designated by the late legitimate king as a sage. I vowed to serve Princess Mei Yang and that was what I would do, and believe me I only bowed to her because she is the only one who deserves my loyalty and now I realize that I was foolish enough for not realizing how great my master was. Not even your father was so servile. I would rather see my blood run down that floor and go with the honor bestowed on me by serving pure blood, than living in disgrace serving a bastard human usurper.

Amon just smiled. That man still dared to challenge his power even in disgrace. It was admirable.

- Take this traitor to prison; he will live long enough to see the glory of the bastard king, the glory that no legitimate king has ever brought. This is the beginning of my reign.

- Amon is wrong; this is the beginning of your end! - Mi Gu stood up, rejecting the guards' touch. - I do not need to be taken, I am walking myself. - Mi Gu stared at the poor human soul. They were just fools, nothing more. In addition, without showing a reaction he left, but rather a glow on the floor

- Your Majesty - a servant entered the room bowing. It was good to be called that. Amon puffed out his chest in joy. - His mother returned from exile.

Ammon ran through the palace to the entrance gate where his mother would enter. The day was almost dawn and the bird's song was already announcing the arrival of the sun, as well as his reign. A new day would begin for him and for the people of Naran.

The gates opened and Ayame entered through them and smiled when she saw the whole palace lit. Her plan had been accurate, and her son was now the new king.

"Finally, at home," she said as soon as she stepped down from the palanquin. - My king! ¬

Ayame smiled as she hugged her son.

Everything had come true. Finally, her dream came true. Anyway, she was a queen.

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CHAPTER NOTES

Dragon symbol: It was the maximum power, only the king could use this embroidery, because it meant power.

Palanquin: vehicle for one person, used in eastern countries (such as China and India) and consisting of a kind of closed litter or covered bed or seat, attached to a clothesline that is carried on the shoulder by two, four or six men or, sometimes on the back of elephants or camels.