The King's Last Heir

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"Emma!" 

She runs towards her master, sweat on her brows as she tries to wipe them off with the back of her hand.

"Yes master" 

"I want you to give the prince a share of his tax tonight" he said in a frightened voice 

"Master…why..why me?* she asked in utter surprise. Matt was the one who often deliver the Prince's share to him, why should she do that instead?

" No one wants to do it. Not even Matt" her master offered 

"M.." 

"I beg you Emma. Deliver this to the prince or all our lives will be over" her master adds 

He runs off before Emma could say anything else. She didn't have a choice or the prince would have their heads like he had said…

                   *******

Emma stared up at the house right in front of her, her heart racing wildly in her chest…

The Brothel…

Of all the places he could have chosen to meet her, this was the spot he visited frequently…

After a deep breath, Emma walks into the building and was welcome into a open floor with several room on her right and left.

As she walked, she could see drunk men in the night with the most beautiful gisaeng she's ever seen, leading them into the rooms she had seen…

A lady like her shouldn't he seen here and that was why she had dressed herself like a man instead…

If anyone who knew her mother found her here, she would have really serious questions to answer…

She didn't want that…

Emma went on to look for the room she was told to find. She soon found it and placed a knock on the door quietly.

The door was pulled opened by a gentle looking lady and Emma was led inside…

Emma exhaled as she sights prince Edward having several cups of rice wine and half dressed women laughing at his not so funny jokes….

"You have a guest Prince" One of the ladies informed and his focus turned towards Emma.

"Leave us alone" he said and the women left immediately.

Knowing Edward's terrible temper, they knew better than to ask questions as the prince could be quiet unpredictable…

As soon as the room was silent, Edward chuckled at Emma's ridiculous dressing…

"Where is it? " he asked as he poured himself a cup of rice wine and passed her a cup.

"I can't have this my lord'" she replied 

"Take it. " he said in a tone that almost felt like a threat 

Emma swallowed hard and did as she was told without any further word…

"You're late" he said leaning back 

"I came here as fast as I could my lord" Emma said, taking out the bags of pennies that her master had given to her…

She didn't know what happened but her master had instructed that she gave the prince his share of the taxes.

She thought someone higher than the prince had placed a ban on his share. But with a day, the ban was taken off and her master was more worried than ever…

"You have some guts…for a bloody commoner" he snapped 

Emma said nothing as she placed the very last of the bags on the table before him…

"Pardon me my lord" she said 

Edward grabs her arm and studied her face closely as though trying to detect some sort of error in her…

Emma's heart raced wildly in her chest…maybe she should have pretend she was I'll so her boss wouldn't let her come here…

"You are a girl" he said 

Emma bows her head…

"Interesting" he said 

He pushed the table out of the way and pulled Emma closer to him forcefully. Emma panicked as the prince looked like he had really horrible intent towards her…

"I…i am just here to deliver your share and I should head back home" she pleaded 

Edward frowned 

"You are learned" he said 

Emma's heart dropped in her mouth…she had forgotten to ask like an unlearned whenever she was around noble people…

" How is that possible? There are rules to make sure commoners never get to learn…." He said 

He pushed her down to the floor as he hover over her, pinning her hands to the floor…

"Let go of me!" Emma warned 

"The boldness….to talk to your prince that way…" he said 

"Let go of me you imbecile!" Emma yelled 

Yes, she had said all those words about respecting the nobles to Keith but she was in danger right now. 

She wouldn't let some imbecile take advantage of her all in the name of being a noble man!

Edward frowns, his anger boiling beyond measure as he hits her across the face in anger. 

"You dirty little thing!" 

Edward sends one hit after another without mercy, beating Emma up to the point that she bled.

He didn't stop there as he was more that angry at the time. Danfus walks in and stops the prince from commuting another atrosity. He motioned a badly injured Emma to leave their premises immediately.

Staggering on her feet, Emma made her way out of the room, making a run for a life barely able to walk straight as her vision blured terribly..

She could hear the Prince yelling at the top of his voice and she knew he was going to find her…

Emma knew her time at the tax office was ove r but the relevant thing was for her to make it to her home alive..

She had no idea how badly hurt she was but every time she moved, she felt a temedous amount of pain in her body…

She had to get home regardless..

Wat from this place…

Far away from where the prince could find her or she was as good as dead…

Home had never felt so far away in a long to.e as she struggled to keep her eyes open and legs running…

"Emma?" 

She glances up to see Keith with a sack in hand, staring at her in worry…

Just as she was about to tell him what had happened an arrow went straight through her heart…