Darya, the First Female Emperor

The people’s voices of triumph echoed all over the capital of the Largoth Empire as a new Emperor was crowned to be the next leader of the said Empire. It is because people have succeeded in putting the First Princess as the next Emperor. Moreover, the newly Crowned Emperor was a woman making her the First Female Emperor in the history of the whole world. People have celebrated this event through festivals, parades, haunting competitions and some even made a fairy tale about it!

“Long live, her majesty! Long live, her majesty!”

As the new Emperor, Darya, was displayed in public while riding the most expensive horse of the Empire, people were recognizing her and were wishing for her goodness in health. Emperor Darya was extremely overwhelmed, feeling happy and at the same time, afraid. She is happy that she was chosen by her grandfather as the next Emperor. It was such a great honour to be recognized as the one who succeeded the throne not because of her lineage but because of her deeds. However, she was never interested in becoming the Emperor nor did she think about leading the whole Empire. She just wants to lead, as just the First Princess of her late father. She just wants to live a quiet life while doing her hobbies. She is afraid as she considers that being an Emperor is a great responsibility that she could not bear alone and as a woman.

When the parade was done, she attended and presented herself in various celebrating and political events before she could finally go to her room and rest. Palace’s maids attended to her in the bath and while she was in it, she closed her eyes while thinking about what she was going to do first, as an Emperor. Firstly, she will demolish some Imperial rules. She will also change the baseless principles about business. 

Emperor Darya’s long hair, black and silky, was wet and was washed carefully and gently by the maids. They were so vigilant to not ruin her beautiful hair as it symbolizes rare beauty to the standards of Largoth people. Her long eyelashes were the first one you would notice when you look at her face however, if you look at her full frontal appearance while you are making eye contact with her, you could feel the intimidation and charisma she is holding that you will find yourself hard to tell lies and that you will spill out the truth eventually. 

“Your Majesty,” the maids were calling her because she had finished taking a bath. However, Emperor Darya seemed to have fallen asleep so they ended up watching how entrancing she looks while the Emperor is sleeping.

Again, the maids were mesmerized by her undeniable beauty that no matter what Emperor Darya does, their hearts would simply sink into the depths of their muscles. Everything she does is a work of art and everything she accomplishes, it is a great help to the Empire. They have such great expectations of her as the new Emperor and at the same time, their respect for her is leading their desires. 

While being watched by the maids for a minute, Emperor Darya finally opens her eyes, with the look of confusion on it. 

“Did I fall asleep?” She asked and looked at the maids who just did their best to not get caught that they were watching her while she had fallen asleep.

“Yes, your majesty. We had just finished doing your bath.” Her personal maid, Ejila, beamed as she took the bathrobe the other maid handed to her.

Emperor Darya was still dazed when she stood up to wear the bathrobe. When she left the bathroom, she asked again. “Did I forget something?”

The maids think about what the Emperor has forgotten. They looked at each other and everyone shrugged in confusion as well. 

“I do not think you have forgotten something, your majesty.” Ejila answered while checking at the surroundings if ever the Emperor has really forgotten something.

‘Was it a dream?’ Emperor Darya thought so. Was it a dream that she forgot? But why does it feel like she forgot something very important? What was her dream a while ago? 

Emperor Darya had a long sigh coming out her mouth after she jumped on her bed when the maids finally finished drying her wet hair and left her room. While trying her best to remember what she had forgotten, she just fell asleep due to the event that day, without knowing that she was being watched by that being that made her forget what she just dreamt about.

The next day, Emperor Darya had a council meeting with the other high ranking nobles. While talking about Imperial affairs and demolishing some Imperial rules, a faction is suddenly talking about her marriage with Duke Garrett’s son. Emperor Darya knows that these people are trying to have deeper connections with the Imperial family that is why they are pushing the Duke’s son to have her married to him, however, just by the thought of her marriage to her long time crush, she cannot deny but be happy about it. 

“That is yet to be decided by my grandfather as he serves as the other half of me and my decisions. I will have to ask him before I give my opinion to all of you. Is there another concern you would like to present, Viscount Morata?” Her investigative eyes landed on Viscount Morata’s, the one who suggested her marriage to the son of Duke Garrett. He flinched upon meeting the Emperor’s intimidating eyes.

“I have no more concern, your majesty.” He looked down, sweating that the Emperor might say something more but got relieved when the Emperor stood up. Everyone then followed the Emperor’s action while their heads were being tilted down to show respect.

“I have to end the meeting here since we have accomplished our main objective.” Emperor Darya stated after crossing her arms. “I would like to hear more about marriage after some time. I would also like to meet the Duke’s son next week.” She announced while looking at the silent one, Duke Garrett.

“This subject has heard your majesty.” Duke Garrett replied, signalling that he had understood what Emperor Darya meant.

“Good. Then, you should go back to your individual estate to announce the changes we will be making this year. Thank you for your cooperation.” Emperor Darya finally left the meeting room with his personal aid and knights. 

Upon leaving, some nobles also left to follow what the Emperor said but there were tigers with fangs that remained in that private room. Duke Garrett’s eyes were sharp while he looked at the door where the Emperor left a while ago.

“We have no need to worry, Lord Garrett. We are now one step ahead.” Viscount Morata stated. He tapped the right shoulder of Duke Garrett after coming close to whisper in his ear. “That b*tch surely likes your son. We could make use of it.” He mumbled.

Emperor Darya was having her tea time in the Imperial garden while she thought about the first time she met Esteban, the son of Duke Garrett. It was summer and she wanted to play outside but she had a private lesson. She was planning on sneaking out but after she opened the door, she bumped into this tall man, making her lose her balance and fell on the floor.

“I apologize, your highness.” 

She was caught off guard after hearing such a calm and collected voice. The eight-year old princess looked at the hand being offered to her by the tall man. When she looked up to his face, she got distracted by the gentle look on his face. He had good features and his slightly golden hair was strikingly good on him. She received the tall man’s hand and stood up, only to meet his blue eyes. The colour of his eyes was like the sky.

“It was careless of me to have been standing here for a moment, your highness.” The tall man further explained. “I was intrigued by the mysterious design of the door. It’s simple yet delicate carving caught my eyes so I could not help but look at it a bit more.” 

The tall has a strange personality of being distracted by different kinds of art. The young Princess invited the tall man inside her private lesson room to have a look at the different works of art being displayed everywhere. Her professor, who recognized who that tall man was, had no choice but to accommodate him and unexpectedly, he had to teach the Princess and at the same time, the son of Duke Garrett.

That moment, Princess Darya realized that those artworks that were displayed were actually not just for display. She thought that they were only for the eyes to see but it could actually touch someone’s heart. While watching the son of Duke Garrett recognize those artworks, she had fallen in love because her heart would beat whenever she saw him having a cheerful expression on his face. 

Starting that time, she would watch him, with the way he walks, wears, and even the way he talks. Esteban was always calm and is good at mature talks. He was only eighteen years old at that time but he could talk to her grandfather like the high ranking nobles. He was such an admirable heir and will surely have a good future.

Emperor Darya put down the cup of tea she just sipped from. She then looked at the sky that was like the colour of Esteban’s eyes. She had a genuine smile on her lips while she thought about getting married to the only man who made her heart waver. 

A month later, Emperor Darya watched her husband, took her hand, pulled it to kiss the back of it. She had a good smile while looking at Esteban’s usual gentle looking face. ‘Finally, I got married to Esteban De Garrett’.