"Yes I invested in it…Don't worry it's only for my personal use…nothing will come out of it that will potentiality affected Virtue..".
"[It's better be that way, if any smokes come out…you handle everything yourselves…].". (Catherine)
Apparently, she caught wind of it, Catherine knew about the meeting and the deal I signed with Meteor Dynamics. She was very furious about it, but since I told her that I will be handling everything, she let it go, ultimately she knew I'm good at what I am doing and after all, it's my money that I spent.
"Is something wrong?…". (Hwang Hwa Young)
Carefully read my face, as I talk to on the phone for a few minutes.
"Emm?…no, it's nothing, just some work stuff…By the way, is 'this' normal for you?…".
I pointed out at the outside of the windows, where there's a bunch of fans and reporters just sat outside
“History,” he echoed, “let’s make sure it remembers peace.”Down below, in a softly lit room overlooking the palace gardens, Queen Emilia sat beside her daughter. The young princess stared out the window, her expression a mix of nervousness and wonder.“Mother,” she whispered, “the city looks so beautiful.”“Yes,” the Queen replied gently. “It hasn’t shone like this in years.” She reached over, brushing a lock of silver hair from her daughter’s face. “Tomorrow, you will stand beside the man who rebuilt this land. And when you do, remember—this union is not born from fear, but from hope.”The princess’s eyes shimmered. “Then… peace has truly come?”The Queen smiled faintly. “Yes, my love. Peace has finally arrived.”Outside, the city continued to celebrate deep into the night. The palace bells chimed in unison with the fireworks, a symphony of sound and light that marked the beginning of a new era.From the air, Star City glowed like a constellation—streets lit, plazas alive, the palac
Finally, Emilia spoke again, softly. “Tomorrow, the wedding preparations begin.”“Yes,” Mies replied, voice steady but distant. “Tomorrow, two nations become one. And perhaps… two hearts learn to understand one another.”A faint smile touched her lips, both regal and human. “Let us hope so, President Mies.”When she left, the room fell quiet once more.Mies sat back down, eyes on the glowing Star Region. Outside, the faint murmur of the city reached him—workers, laughter, the rustle of peace.He whispered to himself, almost inaudibly,“Stability is the truest victory.”And for the first time that night, he allowed himself a rare, fragile smile.*****************Star City had never looked so alive.Every street, from the marble plazas to the narrow merchant lanes, was drenched in color and song. Ribbons of red, white, and gold fluttered in the wind—banners bearing the intertwined emblems of Aeternum’s rising sun and the Star Kingdom’s silver crest. Lanterns glowed from every window. C
A ripple of murmurs went through the Star City advisors present. These were reforms that struck at the heart of old, entrenched practices, promising prosperity but also challenging tradition. Yet, the logic was undeniable, and the benefits clear.Princess Emilia, seated quietly beside her mother, observed the proceedings with a keen, intelligent gaze. She watched Mies from across the table, not just the formidable Kaiser, but the man whose presence reshaped worlds. He was different from the stuffy, pompous nobles she had known. He listened intently, occasionally offering a succinct comment, his eyes missing nothing. Her gaze drifted to his wives – each so powerful, so capable, yet all devoted to him. It was a complex dynamic; one she found herself trying to unravel. She felt a surge of unexpected nerves, knowing that her own future was inextricably linked to this man and his remarkable court.As the banquet drew to a close, a sense of quiet achievement settled over the hall. The discu
“One Future, One Aeternum.”But beneath the surface of celebration, not everyone was smiling.In the lower levels of Star City, deep within abandoned noble manors, whispers still gathered. Extremist remnants—old loyalists of the Lone Star royal line and supremacist ideologues—met in shadows.They whispered of revenge, of bloodlines restored, of purging the “foreign order.”Yet every whisper was heard.For behind the shining order of Aeternum lay the silent vigilance of the Aeternum Intelligence Bureau (AIB). Their agents listened, observed, and acted before any spark could ignite into flame.That night, ten suspected ringleaders quietly vanished from Star City. No headlines followed—only peace.From his balcony, Mies watched the lights of the city flicker like stars reflected on water. The music of celebration carried faintly to his ears.“Unity,” he murmured to himself, “is the truest victory. Not when the world fears you—but when they believe in you.”He turned away from the window,
“People here were old school, Selie… then again, perhaps that’s what they need to believe right now.”She placed the documents on his desk, then saluted once more before leaving the room. When the door clicked shut, Mies rose again and walked to the window. The city glowed below him—streets lit, music faintly drifting from the plazas. The Aeternum banners shimmered beside the Star crest.This was what victory looked like. Not explosions or parades of tanks. But quiet order. Prosperity. Stability.He rested his hands on the cold stone railing of the balcony, eyes tracing the horizon where the dark sea met the stars.“Conquest,” he whispered to himself, “was only ever the beginning. The true battle… is peace.”And as the moonlight washed over Star Palace, Kaiser Mies smiled faintly—tired, yet resolute. Tomorrow, the airships carrying his wives would arrive. Tomorrow, the next chapter of Aeternum’s history would begin. For now, he simply stood there—watching the city that had once been h
Alone, Queen Emilia lay still. Every muscle screamed in protest, a sweet, aching reminder of the power that had possessed her. She was profoundly, utterly changed. The political calculations that had brought her to this point—the security for her daughter, the stability for her realm, the legitimacy of my rule—seemed like childish scribbles compared to the visceral truth now etched into her very bones.She understood the full weight of her new role. Not just as a political consort, a figurehead to soothe a conquered people. But as his woman. His to command, his to enjoy, his to protect. Aeternum’s influence was no longer just in her markets or her laws. It was in the ache between her thighs, the taste of him still on her lips, the terrifying and thrilling emptiness she felt now that he was gone.A new queen rose from those silks, her body marked, her spirit reshaped. The destiny of the Lone Star Kingdom was now inextricably fused with hers, and both were now bound to the indomitable w