The Male Empress 男性的皇后 (BOY X BOY)

Treason

As I sat on the cold cold floor in the room clutching that painting so close that as if to be able to fill the void in my heart that she left when she died. As if thus was the solution I was hoping for, after all she caused it…she can fill it…but why does it just feel more empty? And more cold… I clutched the painting tighter as if to block out the wind blowing through the hole in my heart…but that wouldn't work now would it after all I am in an enclosed space. The tears dripping down the painting and me desperately trying to wipe it off the painting but to again it just kept getting more and more blurry like she did in my mind. I could no longer remember those fond features nor do I remember her voice, and the warmth of her finger tips left me along time ago…I only remembered what it was like in her presence…She was like the sunlight that dappled through the leaves, warm and gentle. I miss that. No one will understand how much I miss that. The ink droplets smeared onto my snow white robes mended into my hair making me appear with hair that is blending in with the dark floor and the darkness around me as a sources of light except natural day light had been put out. She was my only light. No light dare to replace her. The audacity of the candles to be lit as if trying to convince me to move on, as if to replace her, as if to say she didn't exist in the first place, as if to erase her existence. As continue to wallow in sorrow their was a commotion outside.
"Please the empress declined all visitors! Please!" I heard the voice of a palace maid.
"Ha what empress?! He will no longer be Empress! In the beginning a man in the harem, a man as the empress was a preposterous idea!" Said a gruff and husky voice loudly.
"No please! Don't open the door sir!" Said an eunuch.
"Move you audacious eunch, I the captain of the imperial guards after righteously punishing this manwhore for treason will be his majesty's most trusted subject!" He shouted while shoving another servant from the entrance of the room due to the commotion heard outside and the banging of the door. I stood up and with the painting never leaving my embrace as I went to open the door.
"Why does the great captain of the Royal guards wish for my presence, I* do not understand what treason I have committed." I said standing my ground with red eyes as much as I can with my silhouette looking so fragile and frail, as if I was a piece of paper that could be blown away by the slightest of winds.
~A/N~
*The I he's using here is very formal and distant, referring to himself in third person with his last name Yuan and the word mou meaning person, or person with the surname yuan, 袁某 (Yuan Mou)
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