The Princess And The Lord

"SHUT UP!" Lao Min Na exclaimed furiously, she was too tired and sick to handle Lazarus' mockery.

Lazarus didn't look offended instead his smile grew wider "It's time for you to see the truth..."

Lao Min Na stood up staggeringly, she leaned against a pillar while catching her breath then she mutter quietly, "This...isn't over yet if I'm a little stronger..."

"Nothing will change" Lazarus interrupted, "The result will remain the same"

Lao Min Na wrinkled her forehead "Why are you so sure?" there's a trace of irritation on Lao Min Na's face..

Lazarus ignored Lao Min Na's anger as he continue calmly, "Do you know why out of the many humans in Verrion the gods chose Lucient?"

"Because he's strong"Lao Min Na answer readily.

Lazarus smirked, he shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly "Of course you have to be strong to carry the weight of the world but that's not the reason why Lucient was chosen, that's not what made Lucient and all his descendants  special"

Lao Min Na frowned, she didn't understand what else heaven choose Lucicent if not because of their strength, what else reason they were able to rule the world, and people followed them blindly if not because of their divine power.

Lazarus raised his gaze as he looked at Lao Min Na with ridicule and a hint of pity, sadly a petty narcissistic like Lao Min Na would never understand, that's why she would never win against Lorient no matter how much power or time she was given.

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"It's a heart...a very strong heart" Lazarus tapped his finger on his chest and smirked "A heart that will never waver under pressure, the power that can see sparks of light even in pitch darkness, the power to see the truth no matter how deep the lies try to hiding it, the courage to believe… never losing hope even though there's seems nothing left to fight for… for the Lucient's a sacrifice is a part of them is not something they need to glorify or question, it just simply how it is" there a hint of admiration in his voice even his gaze soften a little bit.

"You sound like you admire them" Lao Min Na sneered.

"Well, I know!" Lazarus answered firmly without trying to hide it at all. "On the one hand…I like them, I respect them…unfortunately, they got in the way of me and Lorient....sadly she had to die" he smiled wryly.

Lao Min Na's jealousy towards Lory deepens, she hates how Lory can easily get everyone she loves even without trying not only can she melt the heart of a cold man like Zhao Li Xin she also earns Lazarus' admiration even though Lazarus should be the one who hates Lory the most until now Lao Min Na don't want to admit how vast the disparity between them, this is not FAIR!

Lao Min Na closed her eyes as the anger growing inside her crawled every corner of her heart uncontrollably, she never thought she could feel this way about someone else as if she was eating inside until there was nothing left for her.

If she can't stand at the top of the mountain if she can't prove to everyone that has laughed at her that she's the best if she can't surpass Lory...then what's the point of all the sacrifices she's made.

Did fate play a cruel joke to her?

"Why are you doing this to me...?" Lao Min Na's voice sounds tired and defeated.

Lazarus smiled evilly, he lifted Lao Min Na's chin with his long thin finger "I had let you do everything your way for a long time but this time you will follow my way so no more stupid questions okay?" although his voice sound gentle however his yellow snake eyes shine like embers from the deepest pit of hell.

Lao Min Na's body went cold with fear, "Ye...yes" she swallowed unconsciously as she tried to answer calmly but the fear thick in her voice reveal her pretense.

Lazarus laughed evilly then he left the room, Lao Min Na slipped from the pillar to the floor she pressed her forehead on her knees feeling lost, tired and scared. she just wanted to be strong so that she wouldn't be trampled on, she wanted to be famous so that everyone would respect her if she was talented enough, beautiful enough, strong enough she would make all the men beg on her feet and women dying of jealousy of her, but why did things turn out like this...since when did everything go wrong?

How could she sink deeper into misery more than ever, why had she become more lonely and helpless than in her past life, why couldn't she be happy?

Lao Min Na stared blankly at the blank wall surrounded by broken glass and shattered items scattered all over the room.

"Forgive me…Liang…forgive me"  Lao Min La said drearily.

Lazarus thought he knew everything about her, but Lao Min Na had a secret that she didn't even dare to reveal even in her own dreams, the secret of that night before she killed her own son.

Maybe what she did was an act of hypocrisy, maybe it was just something she did to ease her guilt but before she drowned her own son Lao Min Na had given her son a name, she hoped it would calm her son's soul and stop him from being wandering ghosts even just for a little bit she wanted to give the child the peace he deserved.

Still, Lao Min Na couldn't say the boy's name out loud, perhaps because of guilt or because she worry Lazarus will know her secret and manipulated her further, so she burry that name in her heart until today. 

The boy's name was Liang, Lao Liang.

Liang means shining light, the light that she extinguished with her own two hands maybe Lao Min Na knew that from then on she would live in darkness.

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The night was silent as the sky was covered with a dark blue velvet blanket inlaid with glittering diamonds that flickered in the dark night, the cold wind blowing like a gentle whisper calling for anyone to return to their warm blanket but he was used to the darkness and the cold as long as he could. remember that only on days like these does he feel more like himself.

he climbed the broken stairs to the very top of what was supposed to be the ceremonial grounds outside the temple but everything from the floors and walls cracked and covered in moss and weeds it was clear this majestic temple had long since lost its former glory.

"It's a beautiful night, I'm glad you came to join me, Arthea" he put one hand behind his back as he turned his head and smiled.

Arthea's silver hair fluttered behind her back, her flawless pale face stiffened and her beautiful gray eyes glared sharply, "How far are you going to do this, Lazarus?" her voice was cold and harsh, unlike her usual gentle tone.

"How long are you going to torture her, it's not enough you've hurt her over the years" Arthea's gray eyes blazed with pure hatred.

Lazarus smirked coldly "Don't act so innocent, you know exactly you also took part in it"

"That's because you left me no choice." Arthea's voice choked with sadness and anger.

"I did give you a choice!" Lazarus hissed then his entire expression became grim. "But that's not the choice you want, is it not?" he sarcastically sneered.

Arthea eyelids drooped. "That's..wrong" she looks down in forlorn.

"It wasn't a fault IT WAS FATE!" Lazarus suddenly snapped, "If it's better for you to realize it now..." He gives an exhalation of frustration.

Arthea's face was etched with sadness, "I just realized now that the long delay is coming to an end now!"

Lazarus smirked evilly, "Finally after a very long time we agreed on something"