Two months have passed since the battle on Mt. Fuji and the destruction of the Damocles. The rebuilt of Pendragon was on the way and the unification of the world was pending. Some tensions between Britannia and the UFN are pending due to the fact that Britannia, even though, have let their conquered areas gain their former name and citizenship back, the empire still holds the majority of votes, meaning that Britannia would have more say so on the majority of things.

Only time will tell.

Pendragon Imperial Palace, Pendragon, Britannia

Birds was chirping as a young woman with bright red hair and blue eyes was looking out of her window, sipping her tea. The 99th Empress of Britannia, Kallen ve Britannia, was in a pretty sour mood.

What could be the problem if you may ask?

Well, how would you feel if you found out that the man that you loved and is married to, keep you in the dark about a plan that would be the leading result to his death.

So, yea, you'll be pretty upset about and have every right to be.

The Zero Requiem. A plan that would have Lelouch become the enemy of the world and then have Suzaku assassinate him in the public's eye, but to Lelouch and those that know about the plan would be a planned suicide. Kallen felt betrayed by it because she felt that Lelouch could've trust her with this plan of his. She didn't need to be protected. She could stand on her own two feet. She was not some weak individual that need to be sheltered and cuddled. Heck, they didn't call her Ace of the Black Knights for nothing.

A knock on the door drew Kallen from her thoughts. "Come in."

A servant girl opens the door. "Your Majesty, your presence is requested in Conference room."

Putting down her tea, Kallen stood up. "Very well, then."

Conference Room in the Palace, Mainland Britannia

Lelouch vi Britannia, 99th Emperor of Britannia was sitting at the head of the table, listening to the counsel, discussing what needs to be done with Britannia attempting to join the UFN, the reconstruction of Pendragon and other stuff, but Lelouch really wasn't paying too much about that at the moment. At the corner of his eyes, he could see Kallen also not giving to much of a damn about this meeting.

Things have not been easy between them since the battle of Mt. Fuji. With him recovering from his injuries to the instability from the former nobles, Britannia trying to enter the UFN and other stuff, they really haven't been spending time with each other.

But Lelouch knew it wasn't because of all of those reasons.

No, it was because of him not including her about his plans for the Zero Requiem. Kallen's been upset with him about that and no matter how many times he tried to explain, she would not listen. They barely spoke to each other. Friction was their voice as what happened two months ago. The atmosphere in their marriage was tense, but as monarchs, they have to keep their composer.

"And, so your majesty, that is where we are right now." said one of the councilmen.

"I see, so that the process we're in right now." Lelouch answered.

"Yes, your majesty."

"Also, majesty, the former nobles have been active throughout the empire and…"

"Those are nothing more than insignificant people who are still trying to hold on to useless nonsense." Lelouch answered back with disinterest. "Their grievances are not my concern. They don't know when to quit. They still try to grab hold of their pettiness of their titles. I've never like them when I was a prince, a student, and even now as emperor, I still don't like them any less."

"Yes, that may be true. But the only way for you to truly and legitimately sit on the throne permeably is that you would name a successor."

This caught Lelouch's attention as well as Kallen's. "What are you saying?" Kallen asked.

"I'm saying, highness, is that if anything should happen to his Majesty, Britannia would have an heir or else there will be a bloody civil war." The councilman said.

"There is already a war going on in Britannia. The nobles are planning to remove the emperor and put someone else in his place," yelled another councilman. "The former nobles are thinking about placing Princess Cornelia on the throne. Forgive me, your majesties, but until an heir is born from your blood, your time on the throne could be at risk."

Lelouch, laying on his left cheek, shift his eyes towards Kallen, who look back at him. He then looked at the councilmen and said, "Gentleman, I appreciate about your concern, but in the meantime, the empress and I holding onto that fact until things are settle."

"But, your majesty…"

"Enough! You're dismissed."

The men got up, bowed and left with only Lelouch and Kallen in the room.

"Well, that was an interesting meeting." Said Lelouch with a small grin on his face.

"Yes, they want know who sits on the throne when you're depose of. As if I didn't suffer enough."

"Kallen, we have to talk."

"About what?" asked Kallen in a stone tone voice.

"It's been two months, Kallen. When are you going to get over it?

Kallen turned and looked at Lelouch. Her blue eyes were big from shock and disbelief yet anger. "When am I going to get over? Is that what you're asking me, Lelouch." Kallen spatted. "Ask me again when you decide to have a plan that involves you having yourself killed and I'm the only one in the dark." Kallen got up and head out the door.

"Kallen, wait" yelled Lelouch as he chased after Kallen.

The distance of speed the two tried to put between each other with one trying to catch the other until Kallen enter her private quarters and slammed the door in Lelouch's face and locking it.

"Damn it, Kallen. Open the door." said Lelouch as he was turning the knob and knocking on the door.

After a while, Lelouch stop and lean his head on the door, then walked away. Behind the door, Kallen slid down to the floor and cover her hand over her mouth from screaming and crying.

"You idiot." Kallen mumbled between sobs.

Outside the Capital City of Pendragon, Britannia

In a distant place where you could see a glimpse of the city Pendragon, a manor in white pillar and green vines wrap around the towering pillars stood. Beautiful flowers danced in the winds in the vast garden. The interior was decorated with marble and baroque design, carved with such exquisite detail to it.

But the manor was beautiful, in a room a certain meeting was taking place.

"Gentlemen, thank you for coming." Said one of the figures in the room. "You all know why we're here today."

Ten figures nodded their heads in acceptance.

"We're here today to put an end to the abomination reign of Lelouch vi Britannia. Though he may be the son of our late glorious emperor, he is not one of us, for nothing that he put into place since he became emperor has been for Britannia's best interest. He abolished the nobility, disembark the Area system and have the nerve to join our enemies, those who are beneath us pureblood Britannians, as a peace offering like we're some cattle to be sold to, by wanting to join the UFN."

Mad grumbling came be heard.

"Men, we have had our fellow nobles trying to overthrow that monster along with the Knights of the Round, but they, too, have fallen by the hands of that traitor, Suzaku Kururugi,"

"He, too, betrayed our emperor and help that usurper after Emperor Charles made him a knight of the round. Even Princess Euphemia had him as a knight, but she came to her sense and was able to massacre those filthy Elevens and even then, he couldn't protect her from Zero." A man in the room said.

One of the men in the room turned to one of the figures sitting across from him. "What says you, my lord Stadtfeld, since your daughter and heir is married to this man."

The man, Andreas Stadtfeld, was a man of stern and firm. Basically, in his mid-40s, his red hair was slick back with a couple of strand hair coming down in front of his eyes. His eyes were a deep, dark blue that you can easily get lost into as you would never know what is going on in his mind. His facial feature was that of a sharp, clean-cut chin and a thin lip.

The Stadtfeld were of a well-known prestigious family that came to the mainland along with Queen Elizabeth III and Sir Ricardo von Britannia during the revolution in Europe. With their business on Knightmares and its manufactures have made them well off, they have gained the prestige that they deserve and with their heiress, Kallen, now the wife of the Emperor of Britannia, have made them even more well-off.

"While any man would be happy off if their daughter has caught the eyes of a royal, let alone an emperor, it will bring pride into the family, but for my daughter, it has brought me distress. While she is empress, I wish that the man she married would have been more of a suitable man that would continue to lead Britannia into further glory, not destroy it."

"So, you agree that the usurper needs to be removed."

"Yes, for the good of the empire," Andreas said.

"But if we remove him, who should we replace him with. We heard no word from Princess Cornelia." Replied another man.

"True. And we don't know if your daughter is pregnant, Andreas."

"I'm sure we would have all found out by now."

"Until then, men, All Hail Britannia!" cried Andreas

"All Hail Britannia!"

Driving down the road on the way home, Andreas Stadtfeld, a prestigious marquess, was deep in thought about the meeting he was coming from. His old-time champion, Wolf van Stein, was known to be a calculating, controlling and ruthless man that was tough as nails. He was one of the richest and powerful man in Britannia, with him being a Grand Duke. Listening to what Wolf had to say tonight plagued his mind.

Yes, he didn't care much about his new son-in-law, but still, this plan puts his daughter in peril. Kallen was his heir and if she gets pregnant and have a son, a grandson, his bloodline would be on the throne of Britannia.

Andreas tighten his hand together with angry.

Stadtfeld Manor, Britannia

The Stadtfeld home in Britannia was much bigger than the one in Japan. Entering the grand doorway, Andreas headed toward his office, settling himself down on a velvet burgundy couch, while a butler pour red wine into a glass.

"Andreas?!"

"Come in, mother."

The older woman, basically in her 60s, came in on a walking cane, dress as a woman of her station, with her fading brown hair in a bun and her blue eyes pale but sharp, sat across from her son.

Her name is Olenna Stadtfeld, the wife of the late Baron Stadtfeld. She was the type of woman who will tell you like it is. She was sharp wit, highly cunning and intelligent with a political astute in her.

"So, I see Wolf called you," she said. "Something to do about the new emperor."

"He wants to overthrow him." Andreas replied.

"Hm, as did all the other nobles before him did and look what happened."

"I know, Mother, but he feels that we can win this one."

"And what about Kallen? Your daughter, my granddaughter, who's now the empress of this realm,"

Andreas didn't answer. He knew where his mother was going with.

"If she's pregnant with his child, that child will be the next ruler," Olenna said. "It's the one good thing that has come from that girl besides her looks. Something that hasn't become a disappointment in this family."

Olenna was never comfortable with her son having an affair with a foreigner, that resulted into two half-breed children. Then, when he did get married to a pure Britannian woman from a noble family, but again, another disappointment when said woman couldn't bear children, so to save face and the family's good name, named Kallen as their heir as the full-blooded Britannia daughter of House Stadtfeld, without anyone discovering that she's a half-breed.

"Think about this careful, Andreas. This family cannot deal with embarrassment over something stupid yet treasonous. I know I won't"

Well, that's chapter one. The honeymoon phase is over for Lelouch and Kallen, and a planned revolt is in progress. Let's see where this story takes us.