The Princess and The Devil - Karma Akabane x OC

S I X T Y - T W O : LET'S GO!

Normal's POV

It was all too easy.

The heartbroken emperor, the lost princess, the abandoned prince, the infatuated captain of the Silver Sakura, the brother who is in love with his dead twin and the rebellion.

Everything.

It was a child's play in her calculative green eyes as she had checkmated in her mind. All her pawns are moving in the way she had wanted and now everything is acting under her mercy.

She is now in a house on top of a hill far away from the burnt down Japanese version of Versailles.

Akahana caresses Haru's head and sighs contently. She has everything she has ever wanted now. It's perfect. It's a shame how the events took place and how it all turned out. If only Natsume had given her the love she has ever wanted. Maybe.. Just maybe.. The lese majesty isnt needed. Hime could have lived and ruled next to Haru. But that isnt the case. Hime is Shiragiku's daughter and Haru's her son. It's as clear as day whom Natsume loves more. A bitter smile makes it way on her beautiful features. Even in death Shiragiku just needs to live on within the people she loved. "Haru, you might not understand it but I did what I had to do to make sure you get what you deserve." The beautiful lady tucks a few strands of Haru's hair behind his ear and watches him stir in his sleep. She quietly hopes that at least while her son is sleeping, let the poor boy have good dreams for he had cried himself to sleep and hasn't really gotten a shut eye since 7 days ago. He would wake up and cried bloody murder every night and wouldn't really sleep until he passed out. Today is a rare occasion. He has been sleeping for 30 minutes and hadn't woken up.

But something is off. She could feel it in her bones.

Why aren't the students of class 3E coming? Surely the pink haired Artificial Intelligence and the man who works with Japan's Ministry of Defense know where she is now that she has Koro-sensei. But it's been rather quiet the past few days. A few complaints about tourists taking pictures here and there but nothing major ever reaches Akahana's ears. The hill that she lives in have a scenic view and had become an unofficial site for those craving for a touch of nature for their social media thus she had brushed it off the moment her beloved soldiers reported to her. The black-haired beauty, however, was more ready to attack her deceased daughter's classmates and Irina but even the said blonde assassin didn't come.

Although she is feeling uneasy, the Silver Sakura who had sided with her are patrolling the parametres every day of the hour and that makes her a bit secure. She couldn't help but wonder why everything is so easy on her part as well. Even the ministry lets her live alone despite not knowing what truly happened. They aren't searching for the 'terrorists' nor the ones who had committed lese majesty. The news claim that the government found Hime's body, all burnt down near the premises of the garden and several other bodies and they are finding for her husband's body. A few officers from the ministry came every day to check up on her and Haru. A shame that they would have never guessed the emperor is locked in the dungeon of the house. Akahana hums a tune Shiragiku had taught her when they were younger when a large figure was tossed to the ground, ruining another patch of her already dead rose garden. With an irritated sigh, she moved Haru's head away from her lap and tucked him properly in bed. When she looks out the window, she couldn't help but stare at the euphoric expression her brother wears before slamming a weakened Koro-sensei down again and again. At least one of us is having fun.

"Who is the fearsome god of death now?" Ichiro shouts and Akahana grimaces at the sight of her brother. It was unsightly.

"Take it down a notch, Ichi-niisama. Grudges are ugly and they are starting to show on your face." She replies casually from the window and Ichiro does not find her statement amusing.