Alrick and his minions perished inside the palace but it was never enough for Prince Andrew, who could not do anything but watch his most beloved Beatrix breathe her last in his arms! He was immediately consumed by intense grief and hatred when he lost her!

Driven by great fury and determination to avenge Beatrix and vent his great anger, Prince Andrew and his fearsome men rooted out the Martell's household up to the ninth generation! He and his ruthless men hunt them down and kill all of them including all of their guards and servants! From the top to the lowest members of the Martell family, he did not spare them except the life of one innocent child!

Minister Martell begged for the last time with a baby crying in his arms... Prince Andrew and his men were finally able to locate and capture him after he, with the baby, ran away to escape the prince's punishment!

"Your Highness Prince Andrew, please have mercy! I tried to stop my son but I am useless! I know we deserve death but this child is your son! My daughter Erica gave birth to him a day before the wedding. When she heard that you married Princess Beatrix, she fell into great despair and became mentally unstable, she urged her mentally ill brother to avenge themselves by killing Princess Beatrix then she committed suicide by stabbing herself on the day of your wedding. I tried to stop my son, Alrick, but he is crazier than I expected! I am willing to die but please spare my grandchild! He is your son, Your Highness! He is innocent to all of this! Please, do not take his innocent little life!" Minister Martell begged pitifully with tears and snot all over his face. His loud and pitiful pleading is disturbing the baby, making the little one cry nonstop!

Prince Andrew coldly signaled for one of his men to take the baby before he decapitated the Minister! He wants to kill the baby too because he is a product of his great mistake, shame, and weakness! His existence is mocking him greatly and thoroughly reminding him of that mistake that leads him to his misery! He could never rest peacefully until he killed the last of the Martells but he also could not bring himself to kill an innocent child who had been born just four days ago, a little person who could not even defend his own life from the father who does not want him!

Prince Andrew was able to exterminate all of the Martells up to the ninth generation except for the baby in the hands of his most trusted shadow guard. He did not see the baby's appearance because he is not interested! The fact that he allowed him to live is already the baby's greatest luck and privilege!

He went back to the imperial palace. He coldly explained to his Imperial Father and Imperial Mother what exactly happened and asked them if they would like to take care of the last surviving Martell. He did not call him his son because he could not love him, he can never acknowledge him, and he cannot take care of him!

He told his Imperial Father and Imperial Mother that if they are not willing to accept the baby and take care of him, they could send him anywhere! He does not care! He indifferently signaled for his guard to give the child to his parents. The Empress immediately received the basket containing the baby, he did not wait any longer and walked away...

After several steps, he heard the Empress exclaim:

"Imperial Son, he looks exactly like you!"

He did not stop or look back...

He silently and aimlessly continued walking...

He could not think anymore...

He could not feel anything...

His whole being died with her...

He did not care about anyone or anything now!!!

On the last night of Beatrix's wake, Prince Andrew dismissed all of the people who are guarding her remains.

"I will guard her tonight! Get out!" He seriously ordered and they immediately followed.

When he was already alone with her, he removed the cover of her casket and placed it in the corner. He lovingly stared at her peaceful form...

You are still the most beautiful, My Love!

Beatrix seems to be sleeping peacefully in a huge and elaborate casket but Prince Andrew knew that is a type of sleep that she will never wake up! He gently caresses her cold and pale cheek and then said:

"Beatrix, I really cannot sleep well alone... Can I share your bed like usual?" He gently asked her.

After a few moments of deafening silence... He finally smiled happily!

"Silence means...Yes!" He excitedly declared and hurriedly got inside the casket.

He drank a strange dark liquid and arranged himself and Beatrix in a side-by-side embracing position so they will fit together inside the casket. He pulled the casket cover to slide and cover them both inside! It is very cold, dark, and narrow inside the casket but Beatrix is beside him so how can he complain?

"Good night, My Love!" He kissed her cold lips and embraced her rigid and cold body as he happily and peacefully closed his eyes in a type of sleep that he will also never wake up!

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