Chapter 149 – The Divine’s Day
Rome died.
Just like that.
A death no one would mourn. A death that wouldn’t change anyone’s life. Silent. Humiliating.
A death undeserving of someone who once called himself an Emperor.
And that’s the thing—if you ever wish to be the villain in someone’s story, make sure you’re the greatest villain they’ve ever known. At least that way... you’ll be remembered. Maybe even respected.
But Rome?
He wouldn’t be remembered.
Not with honor.
Not at all.
...
Emily and Sophie stood before his lifeless body—unmoved. Unshaken. Indifferent.
Emily felt something she hadn’t in decades: freedom.
Freedom from that man.
No one could ever understand how sickening it was—to share the same bed with someone you loathed. To be forced to lie beneath the man who murdered your love. To be stripped of choice, night after night, in the deepest shadows of the palace.
She had hated him.
And now that he was gone?
Peace. A calm unlike anything she had ever felt.
But...
There was still one piece missing.
The ones who sold her to this monster in the first place.
The Campbell Family.
’You’re next,’ she thought coldly. Her resolve unshakable. Her vengeance far from complete.
...
While Emily relished the closure, Sophie felt... nothing in fact.
She looked at the corpse that used to be her father. The man who had denied her—again and again. The man who saw her as a tool. As lesser, just because she was a woman.
She had once asked herself:
Why wouldn’t he let her join the battle for the throne?
Why mock her dreams of becoming the first Empress?
Why treat her like she didn’t belong?
But now...
None of those questions mattered anymore.
Because she had stopped expecting anything from him long ago.
Because someone else stood behind her now—someone who believed in her.
Someone who fought for her dreams like they were his own.
Someone she had chosen to give her heart and loyalty to.
Noah.
He was everything her father wasn’t and more.
So, without a second glance, Sophie turned away from the body and walked toward Noah, who watched the scene with a composed, unreadable expression.
He had no stake in this judgment. He was a spectator—like Elira, Shadeva, and Selene.
But when Sophie approached, his face softened.
"You’re happy now?" he asked gently. "You’ll become Empress."
"Because you worked harder than anyone for it."
Then he embraced her, arms wrapping around her with quiet strength.
"I’m proud of you," he whispered.
Sophie smiled—a radiant, heartfelt smile—and returned the hug.
"I love you, my dear husband," she said, the words rare, but deeply true.
"I love you too," Noah replied softly.
They parted, still holding the moment between them.
Then Noah turned to Emily, who stood nearby, watching them.
"Well, dear mother-in-law," he said with a smirk. "It’s been a while."
"Miss me?"
BADUM—!
Emily’s heart skipped.
’How is this level of beauty even real?’
It was a fair question.
Noah’s beauty defied logic. It was... unfair.
And that’s why—
[Emily’s feelings for you have reached 60%.]
’What?’
Elira and Selene noticed instantly. They exchanged a glance, reading each other’s thoughts without a word.
Emily had fallen.
Sophie noticed too. She wasn’t blind.
’No way?’ she thought silently.
But Noah? He ignored it.
He had no time for distractions. Not yet.
He had a family to secure before any additions were considered.
"You remember our deal?" he asked Emily.
She nodded, regaining composure.
"You promised Rome’s death... and the annihilation of the Campbell family."
There was no hesitation in her voice.
No one flinched at the idea of erasing an entire bloodline.
They simply didn’t care.
"The first is done," Noah said. "Now for the second."
"I’ll handle it myself," Noah replied coldly.
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