#cw.explicit depiction of murder

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As the youngest princess of the imperial family, it was normal for you to be pampered and spoiled; living in the spotlight and tasting the sweet compliments of everyone who set their eyes on you — except for Haruchiyo.

Ever since you were born and declared as an omega; your family was worried about how everyone was going to perceive that, feeling scared for your future and how it would go when they were no longer around.

The Crown Prince Takeomi was a cold alpha; shed blood in the battlefield ever since he received a title and was given a task to pressure the barbarian at the border by the Emperor. He didn't think about anything including his life, only how he should kill every barbarian who tried to trespass and enter through the border.

He was indifferent to everyone; owning a cold heart and iron fist to rule, supporting the pillar of justice for mostly the plebs and omegas.

The living embodiment of indifferent justice and future King everyone loved.

The second he got called to go back to the capital, he didn't expect that he'd face a newborn; so small that he could actually cover her face with his hand.

The sight of a sleeping Empress and sweating Emperor, holding her hand tight while ushering Takeomi to take a closer look at his new sister; asking him to protect this child's happiness as she was born weak and nearly dead.

"She's an omega."

Takeomi's eyes widened slightly, knowing how hard her future would be when this news was shared to the whole continent, asking his dad to cover it up and said that she was a Beta instead.

Shaking his head, his father placed a hand on Takeomi's shoulder, trying to calm his young child down. While it could be done, he wanted everyone to know that being an omega is not a sin or thing to be ashamed of.

It was a difficult role; not everyone was given a chance to be able to calm everyone almost instantly with their presence or having their aggression (mostly alphas) tamed without any force.

A purifier.

Takeomi decided to keep his opinion inside and took another glance at his young sister, knowing how hard it would be for her as he swore that he'd always do everything to protect her; even if it meant war from his side.

Senju was the first princess known as the 'white rose' and beta. She was kind, respectful and helpful; had her moment of being a playful kid but she knew she had a family to make proud of.

Her father had given her a chance to see her younger sister, falling in trance as she held out her hand to touch the smaller one; letting out a giggle as the new born wrapped her finger around Senju's thumb and trying to bite it.

When she knew that her sister was an omega; she was fearing both for her and the family as it had been a while since there was an omega in the imperial family. Her thick eyelashes felt ticklish when the baby tried to touch her face, trying to explore her surrounding.

While Senju still had her worries, being a sister was something equally important and if it meant her head; she would do everything to protect this family especially her sister.

Haruchiyo was the first one to pay a visit. His parents wanted their second son, who was currently in the palace, to see his new sister as his father held his mother tight; fearing she could slip away and leave him alone if he didn't hold her that close.

As an alpha, it'd be normal for Haruchiyo to have a domineering aura emitting out from his presence only; but, alas, he was born second and everyone already loved Takeomi, leaving him alone in the limelight as everyone only remembers him as the 'second prince' unlike the Crown Prince or White Rose.

He was nothing special.

When he first knew that the new princess was an omega; a small grin crept onto his lips.

The father who felt his son was always accepting felt happy that he could accept his sister despite the current situation that pressured her; hoping he would be her shield when his father was no longer around.

Of course, Haruchiyo said. How could he feel upset when his new sister wasn't special, too? And on top of that, she was a disgusting omega.

She was a disgrace to the imperial family, wanted for no one and wished by no one. She could be turned into the black sheep of this family and no one was going to care about it.

But, Haruchiyo's thoughts were proven wrong.

The reason why his father asked him here was to be her sword and shield, to protect her from any harm she could face as an omega because she was the special one.

"Of course, father."

He let out a small smile before turning around to leave the room, dropping his act almost instantly as no one was there to pay him any attention.

At the end, he could only have the short end of the stick.

Years went by and the baby finally grew up into an angelic young girl; living away from the palace to avoid any unnecessary conflict as her parents built a mansion for the young princess, promising her a life full of happiness and hope.

The mansion was between grand and simple, walking on a thin line to avoid any unnecessary attention for being too much on one side.

It was built on a strong cliff with a magnificent view of the shore below that could be seen from the window; howling of the water, crashing tides against boulders and faint seagulls cries were lulling the young princess' sorrow when she spent another day by herself after a while.

"Nanny,"

"Yes, Your Highness?"

"Do you think my family hates me?"

The elder shook her head, brushing the princess' hair away from her face before offering a kind smile; one she could only provide when there was no letter from the capital, a slight fear began to creep over her spine.

"That's not true, Your Highness."

She replied, reminding the child stream of letters and presents making a line to the mansion; filling the child's empty heart as she went through a rigorous training course for her upcoming debutante, signing the day where she would officially make a public appearance to the society.

Unfortunately, there was still no response to the event's progress; whether it was declining or going well, the nanny was pretty sure there'd receive a letter from the palace itself.

As if someone answered her relentless thought, a butler informed the nanny and young princess about the appearance of a messenger from the capital; bringing an important news as he went less than a day to make sure he could ensure the princess' safety.

Entering the waiting room with her nanny, the young princess acknowledged the messenger's greeting before taking a seat; urging him to give the information tonight while a maid poured him down a cup of warm tea.

"The palace is currently in disarray; the second prince overthrew the current emperor and held the entire family as a hostage except for the Crown Prince, who was on his way to the capital with his troops."

The messenger bit his thumb, drawing blood from his raw skin before continuing the news; looking at the nanny for permission before she gave him one, knowing this wasn't time to protect the innocent princess' heart.

"The princess was ordered to come back to the palace or she'd be burnt in her residence for disobeying the second prince."

He held his hat tightly as the nanny reassured him, glancing at the young princess who hadn't had her debutante; fearing that the second prince might humiliate her in public for not knowing how to blend into the society.

No time for that now!

The nanny asked everyone to pack the young princess' belongings right away; waking up everyone and making sure no one was asleep, slacking off from their jobs because it was a stormy night.

The nanny took the princess' sleeping gown before changing it into an outdoor dress, putting on a coat over her form as she led her to an imperial carriage with a butler and her granddaughter.

"Nanny?"

The young princess looked at her with fear in her eyes, getting confused with the whole situation before the nanny pressed a kiss onto her forehead; ushering the butler and her granddaughter to get inside another carriage behind the princess'.

There was no time left and the nanny was sure she would die because of age if the second prince didn't burn the whole mansion yet as the princess was on her way to the capital; sensing that her hunch was right about the angelic prince who wore a two-faced mask and always ready to fight his brother for the throne due to being an alpha; a natural born leader.

The young princess didn't get to say a proper goodbye when the nanny made sure everything was closed and locked; only a simple kiss to remind her how warm the south was, whether it was the people, the food or the weather, everything was perfect.

Haruchiyo sat down on the throne with a crazed grin, twirling the crown in his hand as his parents and Senju were looking at him with both anger and confusion; not knowing what pushed him to commit a treason when everything was perfect.

The imperial family was well-loved by both the aristocrat and plebs; Takeomi would be a king everyone praises for and Haruchiyo didn't need to do everything to please everyone but himself like his two siblings.

Senju was the first one who voiced her anger; stating Haruchiyo was making a mistake by doing this as Takeomi would kill him for ruining the peace he was able to hold. But, it fell into a deaf ear and she got dragged into her room by the troops who supported the second prince, keeping her locked inside like her parents until the day Haruchiyo would crown himself.

Open the gates!

Senju ran to her balcony, hoping she would find Takeomi and his troops. Instead, she found an imperial carriage with the second princess' crest on it; dragging tens of knights to fight against Haruchiyo's army as her carriage made an unexpected entrance.

The last time she met her sister was five years ago when she was barely ten years old; not knowing how much she had grown after living in seclusion due to the chaotic capital's condition after Takeomi met his soulmate and engaged with the lady from a well-known Dukedom.

"Wait, is that Takeomi behind!"

She muttered to herself, trying to find a good look of her eldest brother as he followed the path their youngest sister made; as if, he already expected that she would help him to fight against the second prince and his treason.

"Senju, baby!"

She heard a knock behind her bookshelf, pushing it open to see her parents with their right hand men and handmaidens before she took her coat and joined inside; making sure the shelf was put back in place before she made a run with her parents to the white rose garden.

The stairs were steep and narrow, slightly damp as they were behind the walls; listening to swords clashing against each other and blood gushing onto the floor. Senju was a realist but she could only pray for a miracle where Takeomi would win with their sister's support.

Her father's right-hand man decided to be the first who opened the exit and checked around the surroundings, pulling everyone out as they ran towards the Takeomi's army; hoping Haruchiyo's men would find then.

"There's the emperor!"

A clang of iron armour against each other, Senju knew they were already discovered by Haruchiyo's and there was nothing to do except to give in; begging for some merciful death by the sadistic prince.

"There, protect the imperial family!"

On the other side, she saw a young girl dressed in white coat with gold embellishments; her young sister commanding her brother's first order, rushing to fight against the traitorous knights while she held her family close to her heart, knowing today she might be able to face another day without any fear anymore.

Holding her parents and sister close, the young princess told them to get inside her carriage before they could flee to request a help from another family.

But, her idea was rejected by her dear father, telling her that she could do it but he would stay here even if it meant death; followed by her mother and then Senju.

"Then, I'll stay here, too, with all of you."

"How cute."

Haruchiyo's voice was heavy and cold, complementing the slow step he took in your direction; eyes darting to your petite frame before he took you by your collar, choking you in the process while his men pointing their swords at the imperial family and their trusted advisors.

"Bring them inside."

He ordered, taking the young princess like a sack before he threw her to the floor with a loud thud; lowering his gaze and signed her to kneel like the others as he stood up in front of them, resting the tip of his sword on Takeomi's cold body, no sign of life in his eyes anymore.

Haruchiyo had won; the new emperor who rose to the high position with his silver tongue, quick wit and cold demeanor perfect of a seasoned general in war.

The first was the former emperor; he was beheaded with no mercy as Haruchiyo purposely didn't finish it with one cut, watching the emperor scream in pain when he struck the second swing before the former emperor could finally leave this realm, looking at his wife with tears in his eyes and small 'i love you' when Haruchiyo stuck the last hit, ending the pacifist emperor's life.

The second was the empress. He didn't bat an eye and pushed his sword straight to her heart, twisting it slightly to the side to prolong her pain as blood started to come out from her mouth, getting her almost choked as she finally blew out her last breath, holding Senju's hand tightly to give her heart a bit of strength.

The third was Senju, the White Rose of the society. She was put in misery and her head wasn't in the right place when Haruchiyo asked her why she didn't use her magic to save their parents, stating how she was a selfish daughter; only thinking about her safety instead of saving her loving parents.

As the 'punishment', Haruchiyo cut both of her hands by the wrist and let her regret consuming her until she finally died due to blood loss, sitting on a pool of her warm blood until it turned cold and got sticky on the young princess' gown.

Haruchiyo's supposed blond hair turned pink now after creating a massacre, building his regime over spilled blood and envy; taking the young princess' face in his cold grasp, forcing her to see her now dead family then his eyes.

"As you know, no one is willing to get their daughter married to me,"

He took a stride, watching her carefully under his gaze while his men were discarding the dead bodies from the throne room; trying to not gag at the rustic stench filling the whole palace after a bloodbath.

"So, I decided to spare you to have the honour to be my empress."

You looked at him with fat tears running on your cheeks, not wanting to have him to claim you over as your eyes darted to your butler and lady-in-waiting; hoping they would go through the same fate as your family.

Licking the salty tears from your eyes, Haruchiyo let out a boisterous laugh; pushing you to the cold tiles as he told your butler to move you to the empress room, telling him that he would spend a night with you later.

"But, she's barely an adult! She doesn't have her debutante yet!"

Your lady-in-waiting pleaded, holding you close to her side as Haruchiyo ignored her; telling everyone that the emperor's order was absolute and couldn't be disobeyed if they wanted no blood to spill again tonight.