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This story is reposted due to the insane amounts of spam reviews within the original version.

Date: Thursday, January 8th, 2009

Location: Holy Britannian Empire, Throne Room

Time 1:00 PM

Lelouch vi Britannia's POV

"Announcing Prince Lelouch vi Britannia: 17th in line to the Britannian Imperial Throne and Princess Claire li Britannia: The 5th in line to the Britannian Imperial Throne!"

A few seconds goes by after announcement before me and Claire enter only to march towards the throne with determination. As we walk, we can hear several hushed voices are talking about my mother's murder:

The first person I hear is that of a young man -Whom I label as Voice 1 due to not knowing what he even looks like- "I heard Lady Marianne was killed inside of the Imperial Palace!

As me and Claire march towards our father's throne, I hear a second voice of a older man -I have no idea what this person even looks like thus I label Voice 2- "There no way terrorist's could of gotten in there"

As both me and Claire pick up the pace, I hear another young man's voice -Which I label Voice 3- "Which means the real assassin's must-"

Continuing our march, I hear another older gentlemen -Whom I label Voice 4 scolds Voice 3- "Shhh; beware my friend you'll regret it if anyone hears that kind of talk around the palace"

As we get closer to the throne, I hear yet another man, this time middle-aged man -Whom I label Voice 5- quips, "And yet the boy remains; even though his mother is dead"

As we continue on, I hear a condescending young man -Whom I label Voice 6,- "It's over; and the Ashford Family; who stood behind them is finished as well"

Now that we are halfway to the throne I hear the first woman speak -Whom I label Voice 7,- "And his sister; the princess?"

Closer, me and Claire are closer to our objective when I hear another younger man -Whom I label -Voice 8- Question, "I understand she was shot in the legs and that she lost her sight"

In response, Voice 4 asks Voice 8, "Blindness caused by trauma though wasn't it?"

I clinch my fist when I hear Voice 6 snark in contempt, "Now she can't be married off for political gain."

After this comment, Claire grabs me by the hand, quietly telling me to ignore the scum. Anyway I suddenly hear Voice 1 ask, "Why is Princess Claire with Prince Lelouch?"

In response, Voice 4 offhandedly replies, I don't Know."

At this point me and Claire reach the throne, then we kneel respectfully. I'm the first to speak, "Hail you Majesty; my mother the Empress is dead."

With indifferent eyes, father responds, "Old news what of it?"

We're shocked. Without thinking I blurt out, "WHAT OF IT!"

Claire gasp, "You can't be serious?"

Emperor Charles merely frowns, "You two sought an audience with the emperor of Britannia simply to form me of that? send the next ones in! I have no time for these childish games!"

Father's response only serves to anger me and Claire, and with his words we straighten our postures. This act causes the two royal guards standing beside Emperor Charles to cross their pikes. With pure venom I snap, "FATHER!"

Father lifts up a hand and the two guards stand to attention; declaring "YES YOUR MAJESTY!"

Both me and Claire stand our ground and glare directly at 'Father' with hate filled eyes. Without warning I suddenly explode, "WHY DIDN'T YOU KEEP MOTHER OUT OF HARMS WAY!? YOUR THE EMPEROR; THE GREATEST MAN IN THIS NATION; IF NOT THE WORLD! YOU SHOULD HAVE PROTECTED HER! AND NOW YOU DON'T EVEN VISIT NUNNALLY"

In absolute rage the Father snarls "I HAVE NO USE FOR THAT WEAKLING!"

Me and Claire are horrified. This leaves me gasping in pure shock, "That weakling?"

Claire yelps in shock despite holding her ground, "But Lady Marianne- What kind of father are YOU?!"

Father continues, "THAT IS WHAT IT MEANS TO BE ROYLTY!?" He then directs his gaze at Claire. "AND YOU! YOU STAND HERE IN SUPPORT OF THIS WEAKING AND HIS SISTER?! YOU DISGUST ME!

Boling with rage, I explode, "THEN I DON'T WANT TO BY YOUR HEIR!, I GIVE UP MY CLAM TO THE THRONE!"

Everyone gasps. The Emperor grits his teeth and becomes extremely livid; however, I ignore this and continues, "I'VE HAD IT! I'M SICK OF THE FIGHTING AND SCHEMING TO WHO WILL SUCCEED YOU! I HAD ENOUGH!"

Glaring daggers, 'Father' snarls, "YOU ARE DEAD, YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN DEAD TO ME! DEAD FROM THE MOMENT YOU WERE BORN! WHO GAVE YOU THOSE FINE CLOTHES YOU WEARE, A COMFORTABLE HOME, THE FOOD YOU EAT AND YOUR VERY LIFE! ALL THOSE I HAVE GIVEN TO YOU; IN SHORT YOU ARE NOTHING TO ME BECAUSE YOU HAVE NEVER EXISTED YET YOU DARE SPEAK SUCH FOOLISHNESS TO ME!?"

In terror I fall backwards, while the Emperor bolts up, "And what of you Claire li Britannia, what are your positions?"

Claire glares daggers at the Emperor, "I here by renounce my claim to the throne as well your majesty! Also, GO FUCK YOURSELF YOU PRICK!"

Everyone in the throne room gasps, including myself. Seething with rage, the Emperor sneers at both of us, "Very well then: LELOUCH, CLAIRE! YOU ARE BOTH DEAD AND THEREFORE YOU ARE NOT ENTITLED TO ANY RIGHTS! BOTH OF YOU ARE WEAKLINGS AND VERMIN! NOTHING BUT GUTERTRASH! I AM SENDING BOTH OF YOU AS WELL AS NUNNALLY TO THE SOVIET UNION! THERE AS PRINCE AND PRINCESS'S, YOU WILL SEIRVE AS BARGANING TOOLS! BEGONE!"