On the night of the Crown Prince's birth, the Emperor had a dream in which he saw the moon splitting into two, and from it emerged blood of intense redness. The earth drank this blood, and flowers sprouted. The Emperor woke up to inform his eunuch about it, and the eunuch told him that one of his concubines was giving birth at that very moment. The Emperor ran for the first time to witness the birth of one of his sons, and as soon as he entered, the Crown Prince emerged from his mother's womb, covered in blood, so it seemed as if he was dyed red. The midwife looked at the Emperor and raised the child infornt of him, saying, "It's a boy, Your Majesty." The Emperor fell to his knees and said, "Aron, his name is Aron."
The Emperor's dream spread throughout the empire, and the priest interpreted it as Aron cutting the strongest tree just to cultivate flowers for himself. The Emperor's joy and love grew even stronger, to the point that he removes Achil from his position to install Aron while he was still in the cradle. Achil did not feel much sadness; rather, he repeated that he was happy with the time he had as the Crown Prince, while many of his siblings grew older or younger without ever dreaming of such a position.
Achil's mother, the daughter of the Prime Minister and the Empress officially, was not satisfied with her son being removed for the sake of a concubine's son! She continued to fight until this day to regain her son's deposed position. However, Achil dedicated his life to opposing his mother's actions and serving Aron more than he served himself. Like the priest, he spent his life rejecting what everyone else tried to prove.
The Emperor made sure in every way that Aron would be the prophecy that would spill blood all over the world for just a sake flower. He had hated that all his children were either fools who would perish or intelligent and delicate. He had always dreamed of having that strong son, the son who would conquer the world for his sake. Since the moment this boy was conceived, he did not refuse any request from him and did not bow down to anyone else, not even his siblings. He sat him beside him at the table and asked his siblings to bow down to him every morning and listen to his words alone.
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Yuan and her maid Tita were terrified by the conversations they heard every night, feeling that what they heard each night was more terrifying than the previous night. The soldiers felt sorry for this poor girl, so they told her with utmost caution and shyness to give him what he wanted, and then they would forget about her. Yuan felt relieved, thinking it was just one night, and she would be rid of this terrifying monster. However, the conversations every night were not that simple, and each story told by the soldiers showed the difficulty of escaping from this predator. It seemed that one night was more insignificant than faith itself in ending her torment.
Aron had many favored concubines and a wife. Once Yuan became prey to one of these girls and aroused his jealousy, he might cut her throat before sunrise. Anxiety and fear filled Yuan's and Tita's hearts, and even though they lived like walls, death eluded them, and the upcoming days passed without sleep visiting their beds.
Indeed, the mountains adorned the place before entering the empire, and the long journey was coming to an end. It was a majestic sight, not because of the size of the empire or the noise of the people or the scattered fields or the features of the palace that one could see even before entering the empire, but because of the sunset. Yuan preceded the procession by a few steps, and at first glance, you could imagine that the empire was burning with the red flames of the setting sun, giving it a warm glow. It was a beautiful and comforting sight that soothed the soul.
Two people stood atop the mountain, looking with the same astonishment. But it was not because of the burning empire, but because of the woman riding a horse.