The Emperor who loves me dearly - Chapter 95

“Dispose her,” Logan said nonchalantly as if what’s he’s talking about is not a human. He started to take off the gloves in his hands, his job is done.

“F***, what has gotten into you?” Hannibal can’t help but cursed, he rushed directly to the woman laying on the table. She is unconscious but is displaying a sign of being delirious, she keeps mumbling on words. In his arms, he held Celestia, not really caring if the woman will drool on him.

“What did you do to her?!” Hannibal said angrily.

“I injected her one of the ex-memoria drug”

The ex-memoria drug, a drug in which he and Logan created together in order to secure the trade secrets of the four biggest empires. Only three were successfully created by Hannibal and Logan and the first one is already used in Logan before.

Since the drug still hasn’t proved to be 100% successful, each one might have different effects depending on the person being used. For Logan’s case, after the drug wears off when he returned to Theavarian empire, he has forgotten everything that happened for the past two months. Those memories never returned up until now.

“Shit man, do you know the consequences of this? She will never remember you again, you erased her as a person” he scoffed, he cannot contain his rage anymore.

Sure, Logan took the cure! But doing this to the person whom you once shared feelings with is too cruel, both for him and the lady.

The emperor of Theavarian went closer to Hannibal and the beautiful woman who is lying on his friend’s arm, her body uneasy to the position.

His hands involuntarily touched her porcelain face, wanting to remove the traces of tears and tiredness away.

“This is all I can do for her” his mouth let out words that even he, doesn’t know he can have the guts to tell.

His words sounded more tender than what he had expected.

‘I cannot fight for her nor can I make her my empress…this is the last thing I can do for you’

That day, the day after he met the twins, he was so sure, certain that his feelings for Celestia will never waiver nor lose its sparks. It’s like having a forest fire, one would think it will run and spread forever, burning the whole forest into ashes.

Logan did not foresee that his own creation, the cure, will be the one to cause for this fire to stop.

As if going through a nirvana, he was reborn when Astrid and Esmeralda in allegiance with his father, cured him.

It made him recall his purpose in life. It made him remember that he is Logan Daxon Fergus, the tyrant emperor of the Theavarian empire.

“Remember why we started the cure, Hannibal? It was all because we wanted more for our empires. I can sacrifice one woman for that, one woman…”

The emperor of the Ainiligary empire did not respond, he just looked at his friend with pity in his eyes, ‘this man can love deeply yet he was deprived of that feeling anymore’  and it stuck to Hannibal’s mind…how frightening this cure they made is.

“I loved her…if such word would still exist after I disseminate the cure, but before meeting her, I was first an emperor”

Logan managed to say that. A part of him doesn’t care anymore, a part that is too numb to feel yet there’s this, a .01% part of his that still stirs and attached to the emotions he should not feel anymore.

Looking at Celestia, he was relieved that he managed to do what he must. One might not notice, how his hands were shaking the whole time he’s talking to her…

After all, this day was supposed to be their engagement day. Everything was prepared, Logan even personally picked a ring that matches Celestia. He was ready to give up everything for his family, for his life with her yet it all changed in one day.

Dang! His past self would have been livid…

He glances one more time to Celestia.

“Can you give her to me?” Logan said to Hannibal, scooping down Celestia away from Hannibal.

His friend sighed, ‘If you don’t want to let her go then just say it damn it!’

With Astrid and Esmeralda gone, Logan can be true to himself one last time, he inches closer to the maiden’s face, kissing her rosy lips, the final kiss he could give to her.

“As I thought, my heart beats no longer for her” he smiled rather sadly for a man with no feelings.

The domineering emperor abruptly stood up, carrying Celestia in his arms, “Take her away, Astrid wants her dead. Give her a new identity and never, never let our paths crossed again”

Celestia mumbled one last time, “I love you too Logan” before finally stopping to move.

A tear fell on her cheek.

‘Don’t worry, you will not cry anymore for you will never remember me’ he thought while handing Celestia’s petite body to Hannibal.

Up until the end, Celestia’s tears were Logan’s Achilles heel.