The Villain Who Fell In Love

"Your Highness, it's about time," Informed Jason, bowing his head. Emelia stood up and wore a black cloak on. She pulled the hood on and looked at Jason, pondering why they would accept her proposal risking their own lives.

"Is it alright to show up in that kind of state?" Asked Jason, worried about the bruise on her face. Henry didn't need to go that far and vent his anger on her. She's not a dummy that could be wrestled with any time. 

Her figure is enough to tell that she shouldn't be pushed around.

"I don't have a choice. It's been deiced, and I didn't expect Henry to come to my room either," Answered Emelia, touching her cheek for the last time.

"We can move it to another date," Insisted Jason, but then Emelia shook her head.

"I'll be fine. I don't need to show my face, and if I did, isn't this going to be a plus point for me?" Emelia looked at Jason by the corner of her eyes. "Lead the way, and don't ask any further," Said Emelia, leaving Jason no choice but to listen.

He couldn't oppose her since it was her chance. But, thinking how he persuaded the Emperor of the Vivan Empire, there must be something going on. The gaze of his eyes until now scared him. 

Jason stood in front of the Emperor of the Vivan Empire without showing any fear. But he didn't dare to meet his eyes. The thrilling aura that surrounded the Emperor of the Vivan Empire shows that he isn't a person to mess with. But to get Emelia's trust, this was the only choice.

"Your master? the Princess who doesn't have any powers?" He raised his brows, sitting on the chair with his legs crossed. "Why would you go this far to share your enemy valuable information? Unless Princess Emelia is planning to…."

"It is exactly what you have thought," Jason answered, clenching his fist. The devotion set in his eyes was seen by Elliot, who couldn't help but smirk, pleased with Emelia's decision.

"And what is that valuable information the Princess wants to share?" Elliot asked Jason, who finally met his eyes.

Jason spoke, "Her Highness wishes to meet you. This midnight by the secret greenhouse. I will be providing a map. Please be sure no one will follow Your Imperial Majesty. As you know, eyes are everywhere watching you."

"Don't worry, I know much," Elliot said.

That is where their conversation had ended. Though Jason never knew it was this easy to persuade the Emperor unless he has motives against Emelia. Jason opens the glass door to the greenhouse for Emelia and said, "Please stay safe. If anything happens, please call my name, and I will come rushing."

"Don't be because I doubt he would try hurting me," Emelia said, then walking into the greenhouse. While Jason closes the door and walked back to his own chambers.

The greenhouse was the best place to be in, especially when no one or only a few were allowed to enter. Henry wouldn't find her here either because he doesn't know that this place exists. After all, the greenhouse is quite hidden in the forest.

It's also not for the public to show. It's a pity that Mrs. Gilda isn't anywhere to be found. It would be nice if she was still here tending to the plants. 

In the center of the greenhouse, Emelia sees a tall man with black hair touching the petals of the flowers. The greenhouse was dark, and the only source of light was the moon rays, penetrating through the glass above.

"Are you done staring?" His deep voice sent shivers down her spine, but Emelia didn't show any inferiority towards the man.

"I wasn't staring. I was observing," Answered Emelia as she walked closer to the man who laughed softly, leaving her confused for a while. It wasn't time for him to be laughing, and yet he is. It's as if he's not taking things seriously.

"I apologize. I didn't mean to laugh. It's just you never change, do you? Though you are not as adorable anymore."

"I don't understand what you meant by that because I have never met you before. Unless y…." Emelia realizes that man knew something. Not to mention her last memories were him telling the bet between them. This man might be the key to her lost memories.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are His Imperial Majesty, Elliot Lucius Renaud of the Vivan Empire," Asked Emelia.

The corner of her lips rose as he turned his head, revealing his golden eyes, he answered, "That is me, and you must be Emelia Louis Beaumont. The supposed to be Empress of the Redodel Empire." Emelia averted her eyes away when he said the last sentence. He didn't need to because she hated being reminded of that.

"Princess Emelia, as you know, I am a busy man. Mind if you tell me what that valuable information is." The smile on his face washed, turning the light mood around them to heavy. Well, this was better for Emelia because she didn't want to stall time.

Even if this man is the key to her memories, her freedom is her priority.

"As you know, Henry has become the Emperor after wearing the original crown. But did you know without the sapphire, he could be kicked from his seat?" Emelia lowered her hood as Elliot tries, taking a look at her face, but he couldn't see anything except her lips.

"Do you mind?" Elliot asked as politely as he could, but Emelia shook her head. Even if she said it was alright to show her face earlier, it was quite embarrassing to do so now. "Did someone hurt you?" His voice sounded stern, clenching his fist.

"That is none of your business. As I asked you earlier did you know without the sa-" Emelia was cut off when Elliot pulled her hood down, revealing her face. His eyes grew in anger, but Elliot stood calm, looking at the bruise on her cheek.

"What gives you the authority to step within my personal space?" Emelia wore her hood midway only to be stopped by Elliot's grip.

"Are you in pain? Answer me yes or no."