Chapter Ninety-Five- Sabre- 123 yrs old

“The Crown Princess has arrived and is waiting upstairs for you.”

“She followed you up those stairs?”

“Yes, because told her Sabre would see her there. She’s eager to see Sabre.”

“Then she’ll see Sabre just so that Sabre can punish her for being so incompetent.” With his wig and lipstick in place, he’d transformed himself into Sabre again. This was the perfect disguise. She never knew it was him and he could have his fun with her.

Tatiana didn’t know he used her as much as she used him. But in the end, he’d triumph over her, and she’d fall just like her father. He’d see to it. There’d be no empire by the time he was done, and history would blame Sabre and he’d come swooping in as himself and take over. If things went wrong like this, he’d be able to walk away from it unscathed because everyone would place the blame on Sabre and search for her. While he sailed in commanding action and playing the