Adhler’s Point of View I cannot sleep. I tossed and turned, but my eyes were still wide open. My senses were sharper than ever, and I could even hear the whistling branches from the tree outside my room. I sat up and reached for the letter that my brother told me about. I hate how he’s always doing something these days that I cannot understand. He left for the delegation earlier this day, and I did not even bid him goodbye. All we ever do when we see each other after the incident in the hall is argue about how stupid his decisions were. I will never agree with his tyranny. That is not the brother that I admired. I do not mind killing people with my hands… that is my job. But him? He only kills when we are on the battlefield. He’s one of the most merciful people I have ever known, so I could not understand why he did that. That was not part of our plans. Of his plans. He wanted to oppress the elders, and I do agree with him, but this is too early. He is still securing his positio
Yulo threw the table to the wall when he heard the news. The priests inside the room all looked down as they watched their holiness show their anger toward the elders. “Those fools! Idiots!” He kicked the bed, and it wrecked in an instant. He could not control his strength. “What the hell were they thinking!?” “Who the hell do they think they are!?” He shouted again as he covered his face with his left hand. ‘Damn it. I had given that false prophecy to buy His Highness, the King, more time… but it looked like they used it against the royals even more,’ he thought to himself, recalling the prophecy he just blurted out to help the King have more time. ‘That kid did not even listen to me when I told him it’s not time yet… but I can’t blame him… I gave him evidence that proves that the elders were involved in the death of their father… and their mother, who passed a long time ago,’ “Where is Prince Adhler?” Yulo asked his people after letting some steam off his head. “Make sure he’s no
Hours before, Adhler went back to the castle after following his brother… “What accident?” Adhler asked Daimon because he could not understand nor comprehend anything that came from the man’s mouth. Daimon carefully reported everything that he knew to the Prince, but the Royal Prince looked lost. Prince Adhler slumped to the floor, shaking in his knees as he stared at his hands. He held them together as he rested his forehead on them, trying to calm himself down. “I’m leaving,” “No. I am afraid you have to go through me before you leave the premises, Prince. The late king, your father, specifically told me to put your safety above anything else. So screw this and that. You are not leaving without killing me, Your Highness,” Daimon told him. Prince Adhler laughed. “My father must have confidence that you can overpower me. This is ridiculous, Daimon. I would not want to lose my right hand for this stupidity.” the prince told his servant. “Prince Adhler,” Daimon transformed. Adhler
Present time… Adhler stepped back from Laura. He squeezed his eyes as he tried to calm himself while he processed everything that had happened. “Where were you?” Adhler asked her. “I thought you came with your husband? Why are you here? Why are you here and alive?” he asked with contempt. Laura looked away as she tried to calm herself and her son. Laura asked a maid to put her son to bed before she dragged the prince to the drawing room and slapped him! “How dare a mere wife of my brother lay a hand on me?” Adhler’s eyes were red as he glared at the woman. “You have no right attacking me like that. Laura. You are nothing without my brother. Hah,” he scoffed. “And look at you now, still wearing the crown of a queen because my stupid brother asked me to protect you and his children. How dare you. You should have been dead with my brother. You should have been exposed to that fucking incident that your family brought—” Laura slapped her again. “I love your brother, Prince Adhler.”
Adhler’s POV I looked through the papers that were on the table. It had piled up even though only a day had passed since I crowned myself King. It was a ridiculous announcement for most of the people of this nation because all they know is me… the lousy prince who was hiding behind his brother’s shadow. All my achievements that are hidden in Dia’s shadow made him brighter and more deserving of the crown that would be passed down to the children of the royal family. I was about to leave the room to get some air when I sensed a presence behind me. I transformed and immediately went back to my human form when I saw Keiffer raising his hands, holding a letter in one. “I know that scent,” I sniffed the letter again. “But I know what you can do too. If you are here to send me a fake letter from Samarah, then you can go now. I do not need a fake lover. That woman and I are over.” “That woman?” Keiffer’s voice changed. “You taught me very well how much I should respect her, but you’re now
“What are you doing here again?” Adhler asked Keiffer after finding the man inside the King’s study. He had left in a hurry last night after the report, so Adhler did not expect her to be here right now. Keiffer took a sip from the tea that a servant served him. He made a face. He had never liked bitter things let alone a tea that tasted like grass— “You should really change your tea set,” “I do not even have time for tea. Do you think I’d care what they serve my guests? Hah, what the hell are you doing here again?” Adhler sat on his chair. The chair that was used by the first King until his brother… now he’s sitting on it, and he could not feel proud about it. The chair makes his body weigh heavier than it really is. Adhler stood up and went to the couch beside Keiffer, who was now eating cookies. Super sweet cookies, Adhler presumed, since he could smell the sugar from it when he was sitting across. King Adhler took a sip from his coffee and then scanned through the documents fr
Note: The term Pope will now be regarded as Saint from this chapter onwards The saint woke up in cold sweat. It had been two weeks since he had witnessed the chaos that his false prophecy brought. He thought it would help the royal family, but look at where it had brought them. The King would not even accept his request for an audience. And one week from now, King Adhler will be officially crowned. What will happen then? Will he oppress the temple too? Will he seek revenge for the death of his brother? What will he do once he discovers that even his parents’ death is caused by the elders? Though His Holiness Yulo had no evidence to prove that the scheme with the death of the late king, King Dia, was planned by the elders… he could feel a very much hunch that points at them. Even the Goddess that usually visits him in his dreams was in great distress by the King’s death. Yulo could not oppose her, though; she had warned him of the consequences that his words might bring to the peop
“Stand back, Priest,” a knight unsheathe his sword as he stands in front of the priest. “Put your swords back; His Highness is still in his right mind—” Daimon was about to finish the sentence when in an instant, they found the priest pinned against the wall and the King in his transformed form. “A prophecy, huh? Is your saint not satisfied with my brother’s death?” Daimon clicked his tongue and pulled a tranquilizer, then shot the King with it. Adhler was quick in his hand and caught the pin before it stabbed his neck. “I am in my right mind, stop pulling tricks on me now, or I will have you all punished for a month. I am just simply asking this priest about the fucking revelation that is happening in the temple, hah! Who knows? I might be in that revelation next, and who knows if I’d be the next target of their plans,” King Adhler sarcastically said. He then transformed back to his human form and dropped the priest to the ground. The priest coughed continuously as he tried to cat