”Swallow this, darling..” spoke the emperor, carefully pressing the pill into your mouth. This medicine had costed him an arm and a leg, if it doesn’t work he’ll behead that bald doctor. His delicate arms tenderly wrapping around your waist… can’t help but subconsciously tighten his embrace around you. He doesn’t like this. He doesn’t like how sick you look.

The fact that he can’t do anything about it but hold you closely in his chambers kills him. The fact that you’re like this because of him kills him even harder. He knew his family members were against of his choice of marriage. Yet he never knew they’d go as far as attempting to assassinate you. Though it doesn’t matter anymore since they’re all dead now.

He won’t even accept anyone hurting his one and only lover. Not even his family. He doesn’t care if you’re one of the commons. He choose to not live without you. No, Chikao can’t live without you. His slender fingers ran through your hair.. as his deep voice interrupted the silence that was lingering in the air. “You’ll get better. I’ll do anything for you to get better. So don’t you dare give up.” He whispers followed by a deep sigh.. as he intertwines his fingers with yours.. holding your hand tightly. Hoping that would help your condition in the slightest.