When a certain princess clocked twenty one, she is arranged to marry a prince of Deira. Her soon-to-be husband is the third prince of Deira. The king of Deira, Augustus, chose his first son as the crown prince. The crown prince is an easy-going man who doesn't like disputes. You could say he's too soft. The second prince is ambitious, he wants his father to abdicate the throne to him. The third prince is feared as he is cold, heartless and not interested in the throne. The princess is the fourth child of Augustus. After her are two twin boys who are a bit younger. In a faraway castle, the arranged couple try to live in harmony. All seemed smooth until a treason was planned. Treason fueled by anger and ambitions. Will it be successful? Will the prince accept his wife as his confidant? Will the devil rest?
View More***WARNING*** THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A NSFW SCENE***Three days after the physicians announced the distressing news of Augustus' condition, the royal family had sunk into sadness. They had remained alternately by the side of their fainting father. Isabelle had remained at Adrian's residence after checking on the king, and Nefertiti had not yet arrived.The ministers paid their last respects and prepared for Frederick's coronation.Adrian sat at his mother's grave, Isabelle at his side. He gently stroked her hair as she lay in his arms. He had a feeling that something big was about to happen in Deira. Something that would shake them all."What are you thinking about?" Isabelle asked as she rose. "What's troubling you?""Nothing," he lied."I thought we said we had no secrets," she pouted."Father is dying of an unknown illness and Frederick is showing the same symptoms," he sighed. "I cannot shake the suspicion that there's a connection."Isabelle sat up and hugged her husband affection
Five months went by in a flash. Adrian was the affectionate husband to Isabelle but a planner with Spencer. Isabelle was a professional at horse riding thanks to Louis and her swordsmanship improved too. King Augustus was down with an illness no one could identify. Lydia and Leopold's relationship was going steady and Louis was keeping his feelings in check. All seemed peaceful at Adrian's castle until a carriage rolled in. Adrian stood with Spencer at the entrance as the carriage came to a stop. Juno stepped out, a hand under her belly and a maid came out with her. She had an awfully big stomach for a five month pregnancy. Her face looked bloated and her once refined nose was flat and swollen. Lady Juno was gone, this was a woman pregnancy made ugly just as she is. "Prince Adrian," she bowed with a smile."Why are you here?" Spencer moved forward immediately. "What if your husband gets to know?""Why do I have to report my every move to my husband?" She snapped. Adrian wal
Indira smiled mischievously as her spy whispered into her ears. She fixed her hair pins and wore her ceremonial rings. She stood up gallantly and walked around the room with her spy on his knees."A court maid?" She scoffed. "That's better for me but the other one is far too righteous. Get me whatever dirt you can on him." He bowed and left the room. Spencer placed his sword on her neck for the second time that day. She grunted which showed her refusal to accept defeat. She rolled back up and started sparring with him again. He held up his left hand and they stopped. They sat down in the grass as she gulped down a jug of water."What's the matter?" He asked gently. "You want revenge." The jug froze in her hands and she stiffened. The memory of Duncan's lifeless body flashed through her eyes and she threw her head back in sorrow. A tear slipped out from her right eye."I want revenge too but if you keep training with that mindset, you're not a warrior anymore." She faced
"I heard a corpse was found in your castle!" Augustus roared. Adrian stood in front of him looking down. He held his sword tightly."You left this place because you hated it. I let you go because I believed you could protect the people around you. You can't even do that?" He was burning with rage. Who had dared to mess with him? Why was nothing going right for him? He walked out of his father's residence while Indira was walking in. "Don't you need an exorcist? Bad things keep happening to you," she snickered."You're making it obvious that you planned this." "Do you have any evidence? You shouldn't accuse an innocent person, Prince Adrian." She smiled and walked in as he screamed to venture his anger and frustrations. He slammed his fist against the wall. When he was about to repeat it, he felt a pair of hands wrap around him. He breathed heavily and turned around to see Juno staring at him. "Leave me," he growled silently. She tightened her hands around him and
Louis's horse stopped right in front of Lydia."Hey," he said to her as he got off. She bowed her head in respect for his status."Leopold sent me to you." Her head shot up immediately with joy on her face."Are you that happy?" He scoffed and reached into his breast pocket. He fished out a letter and gave it to her. She received it and excused herself. Adrian fell the third time that day."What's wrong?" Spencer ran to his side and dropped his sword. "Why do you keep losing focus?" He breathed out heavily."I have a bad feeling.""Because of that letter? Since when did you start acting based on your feeling?" "Who could it be?" He mumbled to himself."Should we skip training today?" "That'll be better," he excused himself. Isabelle was all dressed up and an apron was draped over her. Duncan and his staff stood and watched her."What should I make?" She asked him as she opened the book he had given to her earlier. "Lemon cake?" He raised an eyebrow.
It had been two weeks after Frederick's loss. Victoria was chained down in her residence due to her mental instability. Frederick seemed a little better. When Victoria's sanity came around, Isabelle would go there to talk to her. Adrian was stuck at a point of nowhere with his investigation. After he choked Spencer the other day, he saw the result. The next morning, Spencer had a dark line around his neck. That confirmed Adrian's suspicion. Checking of dead bodies was forbidden in the Royal Family even though it was rare for Royalty to die an ordinary death. They were either after someone's life or someone was after theirs. Someone had murdered the children and made it look natural. The question was, who was it and why? The only person he could think of was Queen Indira. She had a lot of reasons to do that but there was nothing to pin her down."We'll leave now," Adrian informed the eunuch. "Tell that to my brother," he held Isabelle's hand and they walked to his residence t
"You will soon be okay," the physician said to Adrian as Isabelle peeped from the door. Spencer was in, leaning against the wall."What about Prince Frederick?" He asked with a hoarse voice. His illness had gotten bad. After he chased Isabelle out, his temperature rose. He felt hot inside and cold outside."I can't seem to identify the nature of cause of his illness. I wanted to check for previous cases," he explained."Alright," he nodded. The physician bowed together with his nurse and they left the room. Adrian laid down and covered himself up."Should I leave? I want to check on the Crown Prince," Spencer informed him. "Good, please check on him. I would go with you but I don't think I can move well." "Get some rest," he patted his back and made to leave. Adrian's eyes met with Isabelle's and he frowned."Lock the door on your way out Spencer," he said and closed his eyes. She scoffed and left. Spencer shook his head at the couple and did as Adrian ordered.
War doesn't wipe everything out. It ruins the kingdom by seventy percent. The villagers are supposed to join a new kingdom as refugees. That was it for the people of Angbotain. Angbotain was still there, but without a leader. The air was cold when Adrian walked into Queen Indira's residence. He was looking a bit neat and the alcohol stench was less. His purple robe was adorned with gold lines and his sword was beside him."Prince Adrian is here," the court lady announced."Let him in," Indira's voice came from within. The doors were opened and he entered. Indira was in her full regalia. Her upright hairdo held her crown perfectly and her gown was drooping round. He bowed slightly in greeting. "Take a seat," she offered. He sat down and placed his sword by the table. They stared at each other from opposite ends of the table."Why is your wife not pregnant yet?" "Why are you curious about that?" He fired back."It is my responsibility to be curious!" She banged her pal
"That won't be possible," Augustus said to the assembly with Adrian on his knees. "You smell like wine! Tell me why she wouldn't want to leave you."The ministers murmured among themselves about Adrian's rough looking state. The entire assembly smelled like alcohol. His facial hair was showing fully and his eye bags were large."Son,what happened to you?" Augustus asked.Malcolm stood up and walked to him."Little brother, did your wife say she wants a new husband? I can fill that void, I don't have a wife yet.""Malcolm," Frederick called with a warning tone. "Take your seat.""Make a child fast," Augustus said to Adrian. "If she is pregnant, she won't want to leave you. If this is about Angbotain, she shall get over it."Adrian bowed and left the assembly. Spencer was waiting by the door. They walked together in the palace and met Juno on the way. "Prince Adrian,"she bowed. "You look horrible, are you unwell?"You could sense the sarcasm in her voice. Adrian ignored her and continu
"You should smile a bit. You should not have wrinkles at your youthful age," Claudius, king of Angbotain said to Isabelle, his daughter and the crown princess. She had a pale, almost translucent skin, rosy cheeks, crimson lips, white teeth and sparkling eyes. She was slim with elegant collarbones. She was not interested in the food she had on her table anymore. The news she had just heard was disturbing. "She will smile later," Aravis, the queen approached the table and took her seat as the king smiled. Isabelle was an exact replica of her mother. There was no distinguishing between them. They could easily pass for sisters as the queen was not that old. "Mother," Isabelle spoke up as she placed her fork on the table. "I just celebrated my twenty first birthday last week. Why are you doing this to me?" "That makes it so important for you to get married now. You're already too old to ...
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