“For what reason did Prince Damian bribe and threaten my maid to poison my meal?” Dario pondered. “I don’t even know or have a relationship with this man.” The following morning, when it was bright, Dario had an agent to make research on Prince Damian from Hudson Kingdom. Dario never really knew him nor did he know how he looked. Though he had heard about him maybe once or twice. After a short while, the agent returned to the mansion. And he made his way to the throne room to meet Dario. “Greetings, Your Majesty,” he bowed. “I have been able to get some information about Prince Damian.”Dario looked up from the newspapers in his hands and nodded, prompting the agent to keep talking. “He is the eldest son of King Samuel of the Hudson Kingdom, and has a reputation for always causing drama and stirring problems. He is very ambitious and fiercely competitive.”“Okay?” Dario asked. He was not satisfied with these answers because none of them connected to why Damian would want to poiso
Just a few hours after Damian left the mansion, Dario was informed that he had a visitor the wasn't expecting to see.Claire’s heels clinked as she walked through the halls to the throne room. She had rushed down to Persian after hearing about what Damian had done. Dario didn’t bother informing anyone about it, but different versions of the news was everywhere in the empire “Oh my god! Your Majesty,” she said as she walked into the throne room and approached Dario’s front, her voice tiny and laced with relief. Dario was seated on his throne and had newspapers in his hands. He was not surprised to see her, it was as if he expected it.“I heard what’s happened,” she began, her words coning in a rush. “I can’t believe Damian would do such a thing.”Dario averted his gaze from the newspaper to her and watched her speak, his expression unreadable.At this moment and before, he has been thinking about being more careful moving on and not trusting anyone at all. “I’m so sorry, Your Majes
The room fell into stunned silence, broken only by the sharp intake of breaths. Dario’s expression was hardened instantly as he rushed out of the council chamber.Dario was just talking about how he knew that war was coming, just for this to happen in between the meeting. Dario was accompanied by a few generals and soldiers to the eastern borders to see for themselves and inspect its effect.As they approached, they saw the smoke that filled the air and could hear the cries of people. The smell of burning houses and debris filled the air too.“Who could be responsible for this?!” General Marcus yelled in rage as he took in the sight before him. This was not just a small explosion.Medical officials of the empire and fire fighters and soldiers had already arrived at the affected areas to calm the storm. The medical officials moved swiftly, tending to the injured, the firefighters putting out the fire and the soldiers helping the civilians to safety.Dario’s heart clenched as he took
A few days later, the damages caused by the missile had been reversed almost completely and reconstruction of damaged areas was already taking place. Dario was in his mansion having a conversation with Bruce. “…it is surprising how she has not retaliated by now,” Dario said and chuckled. He wondered why Elizabeth had not sent her forces or started war yet after he launched missiles into her empire. “Your Majesty, I’m equally surprised. She is one to act based on emotions,” Bruce said. “I’m guessing the effects of the missiles really shook her and her entire empire. Or maybe she might be preparing to unleash a full attack.” “You might be right. I’m certain she won’t still succeed.” Dario smiled at Bruce’s confidence. He loved it. “She didn’t even send another missile,” Bruce mockingly added. “Oh she can’t! She and her entire empire can’t afford another missile even if she sold all her possessions. Only if you knew how much a missile cost.” Bruce nodded, pride filling
“Lord Wilson,” Dario called out calmly. But he didn’t answer. “Lord Wilson,” he called out again, shaking his hand, but he still didn’t answer. He didn’t open his eyes either. At that moment, they could all tell that he had truly passed. Natalie’s cries surprisingly went silent as she slowly walked to her father’s lifeless body, her eyes wide open. She then knelt beside the bed.“Dad,” she called. She called again, her body visibly trembling as she shook his body with the little strength she had left in her. She put her ear on his chest to hear his heartbeat but there was nothing. She slowly looked up to meet Dario’s gaze, “Is he really gone,” she asked, pain filled in her eyes.Dario nodded slowly and suddenly, she screamed. Her screams echoed through the sterile hospital room, a raw and heart breaking sound that showed the depths of her hurt.She didn’t stop screaming. She couldn’t stop screaming. “Oh my god! Natalie!” her older brother, Justin, exclaimed softly as he rushed to
The letter read; To Emperor Dario of the Persian Empire,The time has come. For decades, the Ashton Kingdom, Richmond Kingdom, and Hudson Kingdom have harbored a deep hostility against the Persian Empire due to the acts of your father, Lord Reynolds in the past. Our grievances have grown, and now, United by a common purpose, we declare our intention to join forces and fight the Persian Empire. Our combined armies are prepared to strike with full force and make sure Persian crumbles and turns to dust! The Clandestine Kingdom, formally an ally of yours is now one in our shared hatred, and has pledged its support in this endeavor.This is not a mere threat but a promise of war. We challenge you to meet us on the chosen battlefield; Ironclad plains, in one month's time, where our might will clash with yours. Failure to comply will only cause relentless attacks on your borders, cities and people, sparing none in our path of retribution.Prepare your forces, Emperor Dario, for we come no
“We have a month. Just a month,” Dario said.“I’m sorry, but how are we supposed to be ready in just a month?”“Well we don't have a choice. Our people will be used as collateral damage if we are not ready by then! We can’t just stand by and watch that happen,” another member replied. “Yes, I agree. Even if this battle does not seem like something we are very sure of winning, we have to try.”“I’m sure we can do this. Victory has always been ours and it will forever be!”Dario stood at the head of the council chamber as his eyes swept over the gathered members as they offered words of encouragement to each other.The tension in the room still lingered but the aura of defeat was now being replaced by an aura of strength and determination.“Like I said before, we are the Persians,” he said, his voice firm. “We do not quit. We never lose. They believe they can tear us apart, but they are mistaken. We have fought battles and come out victorious, this time will be no different.”“Yes!” Th
Dario sat at one side of a round polished table in the neutral grand chamber. The neutral grand chamber was a location used specifically to host diplomatic meetings. Alongside Dario, the kings from Ashton, Richmond, Hudson and Clandestine were seated around the table, their faces stern and seeming uninterested. Each of them brought their most trusted advisors and the air was thick with unresolved grudge and conflict. No one wanted to speak as they all glared at Dario, waiting for him to begin.‘I don’t know if this will go as I hope,’ Dario thought when he scanned their facial expressions. They all had an unyielding expression plastered on their faces like they knew exactly what Dario wanted to talk about and they had their answers ready.Dario began regardless, ‘there’s no harm in trying.’ His voice was calm but firm as he began, “Thank you for agreeing to this meeting-”Just as Dario dropped his first sentence, King Samuel of Hudson let out a very loud hiss, eyeing Dario from up