Odette Fiorella, as stunning as it sounds, it embodied the empire which as the wealth of blossoms essences. A land granted with infinite blooms beneath flecks of delicate white snow.

The amicable and serene empire was established by the most dominant empress ever recorded in history. Leading the battlefield herself, she was drenched in scarlet blood and sweats, endeavouring without solace till victories fallen into her pale hands.

That historical dawn when the great empress reached the entrance of the Imperial Palace of Facile Odette, hailing triumph in both her hands. The nation was astonished by the achievement that no regular person could achieve.

Conquering twenty-four nations consecutively for only six years. What sort of sane young fifteen years old girl would be competent enough to accomplish that?

Her braveness and toughness were awarded the utmost respects and honour endowed by the empire. With that, after the emperor passed away, she was promptly crowned as the Empress of Facile Odette.

Her flawless ideal temperament, graceful character and elegant complexion had stated no doubt to be hesitant to choose her as their monarch.

Anyhow, she authorized for the Facile Odette which conclusively brought the definition of ‘effortless wealth’ into Odette Fiorelle which specifically denoted ‘wealthy little lovely flower’.

The empress's coronation day was the onset of her empire with the name Odette Fiorella, the empire with the wealth of blossoms essences...

And thus, the empress was bestowed by heaven with her recent name, that spoken an elegant connotation, Empress Anastasia Frederica Rosalind de Odette Fiorella that sumptuously conveyed as the resurrection of the collected monarch heralded as beautiful roses of wealthy precious flowers.

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“Anais Francesca Von Serene!!! You dare to daydream during the class again.” Was it me she's calling for?

My name... right... She's summoning me with burning rages that were gratefully hidden from my vision.

“Stood till the class end!”

My sunken eyes peeked from weary eyelids.

The instructor was seemingly furious but my attention was gradually seeping away again from the giddiness of lack of sleep.

I took a deep breath before standing up but that didn't last long before my body took a slumber without consent.

“Instructor Madeline, Anais fall asleep again!” That statements unintentionally invited another tempestuous storm into the lecture. Almost making the correspondent one compose a whole poem of his self-condemnation of notifying the hot-blooded lecturer.

“Anais!!!” Instructor Madeline inaudible roars still weren't able to wake my consciousness to the broadest.

“Yes?” I replied as my hands were sluggishly rubbing my eyes altogether. The susceptible reaction she attained intensified more force to the ablaze timber.

“You dare to be slumbering when you're disciplined?” The instructor burned-out sentiments were taken out on the lackadaisical me that was still not on my whole disposition to be communicating to unless someone willingly preferred to be roasted to death.

“I didn't sleep, Instructor...Male?”

“Madeline!... Hence, what are you commending, Anais Francisca?” Despite fuming with irritation, she issued me, ostensively curious about my reasoning.

“Snoozing my mind from heeding to something I already know?” My striking answer radiant the lectures with everyone cracking up to my unsupposed gag except for the dame Male...Madeline. Yup.

“Sigh...Anais, just answer this question or you're heading to the headmaster's office.” Instructor Madeline eventually gave up reprimanding me who was still uncomplacent with my siesta.

“Yeah...” I accepted with marbles half functioning.

“Tell me what is the empires initial na----”

“Facile Odette, effortless wealth,” I countered, effortlessly discerning what she's aiming to inquire of.

“Woah!” The other scholars were astounded by my not so tremendous stunts.

“...then, why was it changed to----” The instructor maintained her composure, hardly resisted of getting disgruntled before she was butted in her utterances again but this time with a passage like statements.

“An---Empress Anastasia dislikes the name as it is inclined on asserting that the wealth the empire gain was effortless, so she rewrote it into Odette Fiorella which mean wealth of little lovely flower.

By here, she wished to express toward the world by referring the flower as her regarding her ability to change the empire for prosperity.” My extended responses was simply a shorter version of the justification for the name alters that resulted in the empire's fresh name.

“Can't you wai----”

“Why should I? Time is gold...” Once again, I ‘accidentally’ cut her abruptly.

That can't be helped as I wished for the class to finish off as hastily as feasible for my additional napping time which I equipped a fluffy pillow for. My eyes were barely opened as others were busy talking. It's an impending indisposition, conceivably.

Besides, it didn't come off to me that I would have to take a trip to the headmaster's office, luckily.

“Then, tell me, genius, who is the empire's third greatest mages?” Instructor Madeline queried me with a new scope that she didn't enlighten any of her students yet.

Plainly making sure of my proficiency and insight limit.

She was obviously attempting to bust me with tough questions.

“Did we actually learn about that?” Some other murmurs didn't fasten me back with their expressions as I directly retorted.

“Lady Allegra Antoinette la Rosary, the empire's main and only female chancellor.” Allegra Antoinette brought the meaning lively and highly praiseworthy, an extraordinarily decent name that the empress chose instinctively on the spot during their first meeting.

That name served as a prediction came true when the main chancellor proved her worth in unravelling numerous dead-end cases.

“Wha... Then, tell me about her in detail.” Strumbled by my responses which she might foresee as silence.

“Lady Allegra Antoinette la Rosary, the marchioness of Rosary and Countess of Elisvein. She's supposed to be twenty-three-year-old by the end of this month. The third placer of the greatest magic wielder in the empire.

She used to be an impoverished commoner who was able to utilise magic but by chance, she met Empress Anastasia who took her in and cultivate her more about magic. Because of her intelligence and decent grip over her magic, Empress Anastasia appointed her as the main chancellor. That made Lady Allegra and Empress Anastasia a relatively close friend.

Do I need to add anything else like hobbies or food favourites, instructor?”

A coincidental meeting between the newly crowned empress and a poor girl in the faraway village broadened the attraction of the monarchy and their everyday life.

Doubtful and sceptical of the noble lady stood ahead of herself, brazenly riding her own horse with endless escorts as her aids.

Fortunately, her hearts confided otherwise, determined a massive once in a lifetime opportunity that brought every distinction in the empire.

She was brought in, to be personally taught by the empress herself and the royal archmages, Laurence who now was a glorious emperor of his own reigning empire.

The old days were filled with laughter and joy...up to the huge quarrel.

“More! What is her ladyship favourite food?” It is almost preposterous to contradict which was the student and which was the lecturer. Our roles reversed so abruptly.

“...That would be chocolate stuffed pastries...or just some green or mint tea in her pastel-coloured cup sets.”

The evening pastries filled with chocolates or any chocolate desserts spotted on her plates virtually daily that others wondered how she maintained her weight the same.

The noon, however, was as modest as a cup of tea, tea time under the veranda constructed near the main garden. Either a well-prepared green tea or self-brewed mint tea that soothed one's nerves down.

“The instructor is completely smitten with her...again. But oh well, who came first as the greatest magic wielder?” The scenery-blended-in-scholar instantaneously took interest in the authorized royal ranking of the mages.

It was annually revised spontaneously by royal evaluators who evaluated each person's magical capability.

“That's why you should loosen your ears widely during lectures. It's the current emperor of Ignatius, Emperor Laurence Cielo Vincent de Ignatius.” Instructor Madeline hands were lightly yanking both her student's ears, unsatisfied with their nonchalant stance.

“Ouchhhh!! That emperor? Then, who placed the second?” The top ten placers were the one extensively given interest in and the first placer was an indomitable position that could handily be ensured a whole lifetime.

“Its Empress Anastasia,” I said, as my senses ran through the jumbling memory of the history---- took a trip down the memory lane, recalling back the instant of the magical battle between the top two and Laurence indisputably won it fairly.

That what made him the equitable magic wielder as the empress stationed in the second place.

“I heard that the emperor used to be the royal archmages before he became the emperor, is it true?”

“It is. And again, pay attention for once during my lessons!”

“Then, why did he became the emperor?” That question had even the instructor silent. There had never been an answer provided for this, even in their year.

“That is... an unsolved mystery to all of us. Even though he was still alive, he never discussed or even divulged the motive for his nation realignment. It is said to be a secret between the empress and him.”

The uncracked secrets inside the empire chosen the mystery as the hardest to be identified. The palace did their best to make sure that nothing escapes their mouth, sealing it real tightly.

If only that was true...

“Hmm? That's really odd...”

“Is it? Some just assume that it's because he wants to be independent, not to really depend on the empress. But that's just an assumption...” Absolutely true...

Some of the best problems solvers too wasn't able to find out anything at all because nothing inside the palace was easy to dig out.

“Okay, that wrapped up our class for today. Remember to be attentive in class next time, alright. All of you are graduating soon so better behave adequately!”

“Yes, instructor!” The lectures ended quite late, considering the usual time I left the class were a minute earlier. I don't really know how to react to me graduating in a few days period.

Oddly unsatisfied feelings flourished in me, not so sure either to be delighted or depressed at all...