Pablo looked at the cemetery before him, lowering his voice. “How’d I die, huh…”

He laughed mockingly, his tone sad. “Evil, scheming ministers and bards. Heads rolled everywhere.”

Lilly stopped short.

“No way! How could you have been evil and scheming, Master? There’s no way.”

Pablo chuckled, stroking Lilly’s head.

“Thank you for your trust!” He said.

Lilly said, “You’re most welcome.”

Pablo finally let out a proper laugh, the dullness in his chest dissipating a little.

“It’s been three thousand years since your Master died, Lilly.” Pablo held Lilly’s hand, staring at the hills in the distance as the clouds rolled over them.

Lilly let out a noise of surprise. “Whoa, three thousand years! That’s so cool.”

“…What.”

That didn’t sound right to him at all!

He continued to say, “That dynasty lasted over seven hundred years. Dudroinia’s only passed a hundred years.”

It was clear how powerful that dynasty was.

It was a time of intelligence coming into power, with a board of brilliant, talented people keeping things in order.

Lilly sat down on the steps. “Were you really powerful, Master?”

Pablo smiled. “I guess you could say that. I came from a poor farmer’s family, and became a head minister. It was pretty cool.”

Things back then were not what they were now, where anyone could make a name for themselves out of nothing.

There was a strict hierarchy back then. Your destiny was pretty much set from the moment you were born, depending on what environment you were born into.

The most powerful person in a palace was the emperor. Then you had your duke and duchess.

Right under the duke were six ministers, each in charge of a different department. Pablo, as head minister, was the person who dealt directly with the duke on behalf of everyone else.

Lilly said, “Whoa…”

didn’t really get it, but he sounded

charge of all the country’s events and

Seeing the confused look on her face, he stroked his chin. “I

said, “Alright, I’ve got it then. You’re the most powerful person

his head. “I guess you can see it that

son of the emperor was destined

ministers,

a minister wouldn’t be able to take on that position, but you managed to do that as

Master was just saying he was awesome and cool,

coolest!”

let out an

“So the emperor killed you because you

“Yes.”

simply a power imbalance, and

and furious when he had first died, but that was

anyone else who wanted to replace him would just have to wait

shame he was so young, talented and powerful. The emperor was

idiot. Mester’s e greet person, how could he just believe

feeding the emperor rumors wes my

whet hurt

Three thousend yeers ego.

bleck horse pest e field of

women gezed in the distence

end telented, one of

be en old, whiskery

where men end

women in the world if they could merry e men

you’re errenged to merry him, eren’t you?” The girls turned to look et e ledy in e yellow dress, who hed been quiet the

her heed, seeming slightly uncomforteble.

**

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told you to come ell this wey beceuse I’ve got en importent

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ermy. He wes e civil

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