In the castle of the Roan Empire, Alberus Crossman was with the nobles, they were talking and discussing new reforms, after the great war there was a period of peace, but a lot of reconstruction. While the discussions continued at a rapid pace, and rejections appeared, soon the atmosphere changed, the unique essence filled from meters away.
Everyone knew that aroma, that sensation, that characteristic perfume that had only been created for that person, Alberu raised his head excitedly, his little brother was coming to the castle, when the doors were suddenly opened, his smile disappeared and his gaze became cold. In front of him was the new Baroness Jeram, she looked haughty, with elegance from the fortune she carried, and the perfume that had been created for her brother.
They had created it specifically for him, since they had discovered that sweet aromas, or sweet foods, gave him absolute calm, although no one would deny that he could never save himself from Ron Molan's lemon tea.
—How... do you dare...—It was a whisper, that hardly anyone knew how to hear, if it weren't for the fact that the next thing the emperor said was so ferocious that it scared everyone. —How dare you wear his perfume!! With what audacity you occupy something that was created for him!! — The scream resonated so loudly in the room that even the staff outside were scared.
The prince, well, now Emperor Alberu, with a calm disposition towards his people and nobles. Only seen in raw rage and quick fury in war, he looked as if he were about to execute the Baroness, his eyes shining with anger reflected, the veins in his necks were so marked where he clenched his teeth, those same teeth that seemed to want to snarl at the surprised Baroness.
No noble wanted to move, they felt that this was something that they could never contradict the prince, since he had brought all the perfumers of the empire to make that exclusive perfume.
—Baroness Jeram, this is a royal order —The baroness tensed —I order you as your emperor, to tell me immediately who sold you that perfume.—I indicate.
—Your Majesty, this is a perfume that I ordered to be created, it is very similar to that of the young hero. —I indicate bowing the baroness.
—Are you lying to the emperor? — Alberu's voice came out cold, the baroness tensed. —I was the one who selected the final perfume, I know each of its components, I even know the varieties, and I assure you that the perfume you have on your body is his. —
—Your majesty....— The Baroness murmured.
—There are only two options, you took his perfume. Which is prohibited by law for another person to use, or..., you are his lover.—The voice turned cold at the last.—Although that cannot be true...—The cold laughter ran through the chamber, Albus's eyes, those blue eyes shined with something dark.
—Your majesty, it may be a possibility. —The Baroness dared to respond, now on her knees. —I just can't say why the perfume...—
The truth about the baroness was that she wanted that aroma so much, the sweetness of that perfume was so desired, that she ordered a bottle to be stolen from Cale's dressing table, although she does not know how they were able to get past all that security, although they lost twelve men out of the eighteen that she had sent. I never hope that the emperor would have tried each of the perfumes, and much less do I hope that he looked with such fervent hatred in his gaze.
So she opted for the easier option, which she could later correct if Sri Cale helped her. Being a possible lover of Lord Cale. The biggest mistake Lady Jeram has ever made.
"Did you just insinuate...that you are the lover of..." Alberu's voice dropped to the point where he didn't even finish the sentence.
—Your majesty, why don't we continue- — the nobleman couldn't finish because Alberu raised his hand.
—Guards, take her and transfer her to the dungeons. —Alberu's Voice came out firmly, soon several nobles stood up because of the words, it was something strange. —Baroness, you have committed the sin of lying to me to the emperor, and secondly to question the honor of young Cale. — The baroness looked at the emperor in surprise. "Do you think I wouldn't know if he has a lover?" the question fell on the baroness.
"Your Majesty, please wait..." said a nobleman, a count who was trying to calm the atmosphere.
—If you don't shut up, I'll charge you with contempt. —Alberu's voice was cold, which surprised the nobles. —We will continue the meeting and then she will be transferred to the kingdom hall, while this happens, contact Cale, and tell him to come. —
They were the last words of the Emperor.
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Cale stretched her body, she had been sitting in her chair under the tree, watching the children play, and Erunahben and Choi Han drank tea, she stretched a little more, feeling the gaze of thrushes on him. He laughed at the silly look that Choi Han was making, he still wasn't used to not seeing me in the military suit, he had been wearing one of Erunahben's robes and his hair was already long, he knew that his appearance was more feminine but above all it was because he looked like Lady Jour.
She glided with a grace that only her friend laziness allowed her to do, without preamble she sat down next to Erunahben, and soon Ron brought her a cup of milk with vanilla and a touch of sugar. Lately he rarely had lemon tea, unless he did something that put him at risk, his brother Beacrox, because yes, for him he was already his hyung since he discovered that he was a softie because he wasn't so afraid of him.
He gave him a piece of chocolate cake with touches of cream decorated with caramelized fruit, he loved eating like that but of course he had hell on exercise days, because even though he could eat comfortably, they forced him to exercise to stay in shape.
-Dad! — Raon's voice echoed in the distance, it did not put him on alert because it was not from pain, but from a touch of mockery and joy, he watched his children run towards them.
Raon Miru Henituse his son less than fifteen years old; his son vivas, who made fun of him every time he could.
Hong Hentiuse, his 17-year-old son; His son, the sweetest and most tender child that had ever existed in this tender, who simply takes care of him and feeds him, who lets him sleep late.
On Jour Henituse his 20-year-old daughter; His sweet girl, who was the best combatant in his academy, and was adorable and very pretty, which reminds him that several bastards have sent betrothal letters for his children, should go fuck some nobles.
—It is an official request from the emperor. —Raon spoke, as he handed it to her.
That was strange, they weren't going to see each other until tonight when he went to his bedroom, what had happened for him to want to see him so soon. He ripped the seal and soon took out the paper, to begin reading it quickly, Tasha's shaky and messy handwriting, Albus's aunt said it was engraved, she almost screamed when she saw that someone else had her perfume wearing it.
He felt great discomfort in his chest, and soon he stood up suddenly, scaring everyone in the process, he ran to his bedroom, everyone saw how the young master Cale's face looked worried, sad, but above all his eyes were half teary.
Cale refused to lose a perfume that was worth an annual budget of his household, but above all it was because it was his lover's gift, it was Albus's gift, a perfume made for him, and for the first time in his life, he did not want to sell his perfume to anyone, he did not want even the children to touch it.
She opened the bedroom door suddenly, and ran to her dresser, where she now had many sweet perfumes and essences that were brought to her, but that perfume was always in a box, she opened the box with fear. And there was that feeling of pain, of pure rage, just the box as I searched through the dresser.
Soon everyone arrived inside the room, and the look they saw made them feel the most horrible cold in their lives. Cale was looking at the empty box and the perfumes, and suddenly big tears fell from his eyes, surprising everyone. They had rarely seen him cry, he only cried for his family, the home, or something they valued very much. And it was known that that perfume was something that he valued very much, since he took good care of it and always used it on himself.
Ron and Erunahben were the first to approach, then Beacrox and the children, the latter four trying to console them, while the two adults quickly read Mrs. Tasha's letter.
—How daring, first she steals the perfume and then claims to be your lover! —Erunahben growled.
—Cale, my son... Let's see that perfume, if the notes are the same...—Ron spoke calmly, but Cale's voice came out broken.
—Alberu gave me the perfume...—Silence was present in the room, I knew that the emperor had helped look for the perfumers. —Alberu created each sample, he dedicated the time to creating it for me, that perfume is mine, only mine. And Alberu smelled it on someone else, and that...that bitch dared to insinuate that she had something with me. —Cale's final voice came out almost dark, as if with anger, but nothing of his face could be seen.
—Cale... Do you want to tell us something else? —Erunahben asked, it was not normal for Cale to feel yes, he would normally make the most of this, he would take the best of the currently richest baroness.
Cale's gaze rose, and those eyes that everyone loved so tenderly, were full of tears and a lot of sadness, they were never reflected like that, never towards them, Cale was a person who kept his emotions a lot.
"...Alberu..." A slight tremor appeared on her lip, but Beacrox squeezed her hand gently, giving her encouragement. —He is my lover, we have been lovers for three years. —
—Ah/Oh/— some whispered.
—So... that perfume...— Erunahben began to understand.
—It is the perfume with which he officially promised to abolish the imperial law that prevents equal marriage, that perfume is a promise, it is a reminder that he will protect me, that everything will be fine. —Cale reported, now wiping his eyes, trying to control his emotions.
"So the Baroness, I stole something from my young pup, and not only that, but I stole an item of courtship from the Emperor." Ron's voice was cold, he was angry with the Baroness.
Soon the whole house began to move, preparing to go to the palace, but Cale was just sitting without wanting to move in front of the dressing table. And that only made his family more angry, seeing him so depressed, while some were going straight to the imperial castle, others were going to blow up the Baroness's new mansion and look for the perfume.
Cale had his complexion fixed a little, and his clothes were just adjusted, he looked sad, defeated, as if something important had been taken away, which Ron as Erunahben was what he needed, but what completes the end were three children attached to him offering small sweet snacks.
Erunahben, like Ron, knew the pragmatic genius that Albus had since they fought together, he was a hell of a genius, even they had been afraid of him at some point, but now he was perfect, that immaculate perfect genius who lost his temper over this was the best.
—Your majesty, the young master Cale, the great dragon Erunahben, the War Hero, and the sons of the young master Cale have arrived.— The voice of the spokesperson rang throughout the place, they were in the great hall.
Alberu was sitting on the emperor's throne, the nobles around him and the baroness kneeling in front of him, when they observed the young master Cale, they knew that the perfume that the baroness had was the same one that Cale had. The Baroness looked up at the group, to soon tremble and lower her gaze, behind the delicate figure of Cale and the children, was the furious look of a degree and the vicious face of Ron.
—Let's proceed to start the trial. — I speak Alberu.
The silence was dense, so heavy that it was suffocating, although in part this was due to Erunahben's fury. Albus Croman observed Cale, from his hair, his sad look, and his red eyes, possibly from crying. The Emperor's Aura suddenly filled the great hall, the nobles gasped, Basen and Deruth clenched their teeth resisting the pressure, but they were also annoyed, especially by the sad look of their son.
Alberu came down from the stand, walked down the stairs and approached Cale with an almost predatory slowness. I ignore the nobles, even Ron's look like Erunahben. For a brief moment they looked at each other, and with his gloved hand he touched the redhead's cheek, a gesture of possession and comfort that made those present gasp, and almost give Duke Deruth a heart attack.
"Cale," Alberu whispered and soon slid one of his hands down her arm to his. —Was the perfume on your dresser? - Asked.
Cale denied, trying not to look more distressed, with a somewhat strange voice (mostly because of the suppressed crying) —The Box is empty, your majesty. Someone broke into my home, and they took him away.—
—Your majesty, last night individuals were found, we murdered several, but since we did not see any changes anywhere in the house, and young master Cale was fine, we thought it was just rebels still free. —Ron reported.
-Understand. —Alberu pulled Cale's arm gently, guiding him to the throne, Ron and Erunahben held their breath, but the children instead followed their father.
When they reached the seat, Alberu guided Cale to the empress's seat, while the children without hesitation sat in the princes' seat. The Nobles gasped, others gasped, and soon they began to connect the situations, from the marriage discussions that sent them flying, from even the almost conflict with the neighboring kingdom over a marriage proposal towards Cale, and finally the perfume that was selected by the emperor.
But that image, standing sadly next to Alberu, who firmly held his hand giving him comfort, the look of the young people on the thrones of the princes, and right now the Dragon next to Cale and Ron next to the young children of this.
The perfume was a royal courtship.
—Baroness Jeram—The voice echoed in the room. —You have confessed two things before me, and the court has witnessed it, the first was the fact that the perfume that is on your body was created for you, through a similar aroma. Which is a vile lie, I know those notes, I know every note of the courtship gift I gave him, I know it because I tried it in its original forms. And second, you have hinted that you have a relationship with Master Cale to cover up the theft of the perfume. —
—Your majesty! It was a misunderstanding! I don't have any love affair with the young man! —The baroness's scream was silenced like the scream of a serious man because of the dagger that grazed the side of his head, the old senior Domo was furious, an impeccable and neat dagger illuminated in the room, but no one was so suicidal to confront the adoptive father of the young master Cale.
—Baroness, if it were a simple robbery, a simple serious crime would mean a large fine for being noble. But Baroness, you have stolen an imperial courtship gift, you have even hinted at an affair with the imperial consort, the young master Cale will become the empress of this empire, for which you have stolen the same crown. — She spoke with pure calm, while Cale was thinking that if this was going to be the life of an empress, she should look pretty and wait for him to solve everything.
"Therefore," Alberu continued, "there is a charge of royal sacrilege, the perfume is not just any cosmetic, it was a symbol of courtship and imperial protection, stolen directly from the crown. Charge of defamation, insinuating that Cale Henituse, hero of the continent, and imperial consort of the emperor, had an affair with you, a random noblewoman, and finally... Charge of trespass, his men violated property of the Henituse family, and put the life of the future empress at risk. —
—Alberu...— Cale's voice came out soft, drawing everyone's attention. —His mansion is mine, his gold is mine, his lands are mine. —Express street.
—Of course Cale, you just rest. —He caressed her face, and Cale settled against his shoulder, resting calmly. —The verdict is clear, Baroness. For the theft of an imperial courtship gift, attempt to tarnish the honor of the royal consort, and the trespass, you are stripped of your titles, lands and fortunes and passed through compensation to the young Cale Henituse, as well as you will be sentenced to fifty years in the northern crystal tower, you will work as a mine worker. Until your hands forget the smell of that perfume, and only the stench of mine sulfur remains. —
—The aroma smells of desperation and need for approval. Rotten, totally rotten. —Cale murmured, but he knew the comment was for the baroness.
—Even we who were raised in slums, and were rescued, know what decency and respect for others is. —Hong spoke, looking at the baroness with disgust. On looked at her upset, she had stolen to eat, but for a whim of smelling elegance and reveling in nobility, it was disgusting.
"People like you should simply be extinct," Raon said, the baroness looked at him with fear, the young Raon was almost identical to Cale, he had taken on an appearance similar to Cale, and that gave her so much fear, but above all more fear was the fact that he was a dragon.
Soon the guards dragged the woman away, whose cries of pleading echoed with desperation. When silence reigned, and the doors were closed and the nobles were waiting for the couple's actions or some saying, they never expected to see the young Cale upset.
—How long will it take to make another perfume? —Cale asked.
—I have three others in the royal cellar, they were for gifts, but you can take them. —Alberu spoke to him with a tenderness that was crazy for what they had seen recently.
Deruth was being fanned by other nobles, while Baisen was passed out in the arms of a condemned man trying to revive the young heir.
—We have Cale-nim perfume!!! —Shout Choi Han entering, who treats the perfume in his hand secured against his chest.
Choi Han looked at the couple and where they were, and finally understood what that was, he looked at the perfume, he looked at Alberu who gave him a mocking laugh, he then looked at Cale, who had blushed softly.
—My student, you and I will have a good training soon. You should rule out doing that behind the back, you should go straight and give it its place. —Choi Han expressed.
—It will be my Empress master, we will kill anyone who opposes Cale being happy by my side. —He whispered while looking at an embarrassed Cale, who as soon as he had the perfume in his hands, he sprayed it on his neck, and the sweet aroma filled the room, it was a sweet aroma, so sweet that it made you want to just have him by your side and inhale it, that's why the aroma of that person was softer, the aroma on Cale's body could leave everything completely marked.
—Are you happy?— The question came out, to Alberu's surprise, from his teacher's mouth. But he looked at Cale, only the three of them knew what they had completely gone through in the other world.
A huge smile appeared on Cale's lips. "I'm completely happy with Alberu, I feel completely here."
That was all that was needed, no noble would come between the young Hero's happiness, Deruth finally decided to faint with his youngest son, he didn't have the head for that now, he was just happy knowing that his son was happy.
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Alberu looked at Cale next to him, on his bed. Three months had passed since that horrible day for him, when what happened was spread, with details, from Cale's desperation, to his crying when he saw the lost gift, how this had wreaked havoc on the entire continent.
He still remembered that Cale was ashamed of the writings in the newspaper.
"A Love that made the two most indomitable men vibrate: The theft of the consort's gift."
"Vulgar theft! The emperor's act of love for his lover, and the brazen theft of Baroness Jeram"
He had even heard through the mouths of the children that they were recounting in full, that it was a perfume that the emperor tried more than a hundred times until it was perfect on the body of the young master Cale.
He slid his hand into Cale's long hair, they had been married only a month ago, and he still couldn't believe that their wedding was even bigger than that of the neighboring emperors, their wedding lasted almost three weeks of celebration.
The kingdom was a vibrant feeling, it was an absolute celebration, even other challenges had come, although of course some nobles from outside the same empire had expressed their disagreement, the next December with a broken arm, or some injuries, they were fervently supporting their marriage.
It must be said that his honeymoon night was one of the most satisfactory he had ever had, and it would be the only one, he would not remarry, if not, he would be nobody. His gaze slid down her chest and to the slight bulge of her abdomen, that was the other thing, Cale had become pregnant two nights after the baroness's trial, thanks to the goddess of prosperity and fertility, for that blessing. Of course Cale almost lost his mind, but he soon understood that he was a blessing to them, so he learned to love and love him.
The children had been surprised but soon Cale was protected and loved, he was loved and cared for, they were happy, they were forming a pure home. And no one would take it away from him, no one would take this happiness away from his empress, Cale, no one would take this family away from Rok Soo.
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