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His heart skipped a beat. Did those words really come out of her mouth? He turned slowly and faced her."Really?""It is your stable, I have no right to make you leave.""Come with me!" He pulled her hurriedly and didn't stop until they reached their room. She didn't bother to ask what was going on either and just obeyed him."Undress," he ordered."Hmm?" She squeezed her face together. "Did I hear you right?"He stared right at her."Undress and wear a more comfortable and less formal dress."He walked out after that little sentence.She looked at where he stood for a while before running in quickly. She looked through her box and found one of the dresses she often wore as Belle. She changed into the sky blue gown with a white inner shirt. She fastened her boots and Lydia helped her with a fishtail braid."Did he tell you where you were going?" Lydia questioned."No," Isabelle turned around in her dress like a fairy."Are you that happy?" Adrian walked in with a smile.Lydia bowed im
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Malcolm walked leisurely to his mother's chambers. His guard was closely behind him and they moved in silence. Why would his mother call for him at that time? When he reaches the door, the court lady announced, "Prince Malcolm is here!" and she bowed. "Let him in," Indira's voice came from inside. The doors were opened and Malcolm entered. Indira was seated at a table with a cup of tea in front of her. There was another one where Malcolm was supposed to seat and some sugar. She looked serious. Malcolm knew his mother always had a serious face on but this was different. "Mother," he called softly so as not to press the wrong button."Sit, Malcolm," she replied after taking a sip of her tea. He lifted the cup to his nose and sniffed it."Black tea," his lips curved up in a smile. The black tea was extremely bitter but his mother enjoyed it. No amount of sugar could make it sweet but it would reduce the bitterness. He added two spoons of sugar quickly and took a sip.
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Adrian was looking at his reflection in the mirror as Isabelle rubbed olive oil on his scars. He sighed, "I used to be handsome." She looked at him in the mirror and he raised an eyebrow. "What?" "Nothing," she shook her head. She placed the lid on and set the oil aside. "You're going to the main palace, are you aware?" "No," she said. "Why?""I told you Nefertiti was getting married, didn't I? What would you be doing here when you're supposed to be helping her out until then?" He shook his head at her and walked to the bed. "All you do is sneak out," he muttered."When is the wedding?" She asked meekly. "In a week," he groaned. "You can take Lydia with you. The royal carriage will arrive soon." "Will you be okay alone?" He sat up and looked at her with a weird face. After pulling his lips in for a while, he let out an hysterical laughter. Her jaw dropped open. She had never seen him like that. Suppressing his laughter for a while, he snapped his fingers
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Adrian and Spencer sat quietly under the tree by the maidens residence in the late evening. He laid down, staring at the sky when Frederick walked in. "Adrian," he called gently. Adrian stood up while Spencer bowed."Are you okay?" "Would you be if you were in my position?" Adrian hissed and made to leave."You should have expected this. He did the same to Victoria. Princess Isabelle's parents probably knew this before they agreed to marry their daughter to you." "What has she done wrong‽" Adrian shouted and Spencer excused them. "I've never done anything for her and now you're asking me to take away her joy? I'm not a beast!" "Tell her before you go, that is the best."Frederick sighed and left. Spencer was about to leave when Juno walked in."Prince Adrian," she bowed. "Get away from me!" He yelled in frustration and walked away from her. Juno bit her fingernails furiously. Why wouldn't Adrian give her attention? Was he going to sleep with Isabelle?"Princ
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Alastair sat in Queen Indira's residence as the court maids brought him tea. He was deep in thought."Why are you looking down?" She walked in with her court maids. "The embarrassment your daughter has caused you is enough to last you a lifetime."He bowed as she took her seat."I called you here to offer you a deal," she signaled to her court lady and she escorted the maids out."A deal?" He asked.Queen Indira knew how to tread around people like him. He was cunning and calculative at the same time. He always looked calm and collected on the outside whereas a lot of sinister thoughts ran around in his head. "I shall marry your daughter to my son and in return, when the king abdicates the throne, make sure it goes to my son."He looked closely at her. They both knew what they were planning to do. Augustus was sharing a bed with a snake who had personal ambitions. Indira wanted to be become the king's mother. "Think about it," she tried to persuade him. "If your daughter marries Mal
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"Keep an eye on her," the Royal Physician told Lydia. "I shall come back tomorrow.""Alright," she bowed. "Thank you." "Rest well, your Highness," the Physician bowed to Isabelle and left. Isabelle was not asleep but she kept her eyes closed. She held the letter that was sent to her in her palms and squeezed it to the extent that the brown paper was tearing apart. Angbotain is in ruins. Angbotain is dead. Her kingdom was burnt to ashes. Adrian ruined them. He killed her. "Help me up," she said to Lydia. Lydia slipped her arms under Isabelle's shoulders and helped her up. "Where to?" She asked."The bathhouse," she replied. She helped her walk to the bathhouse. Isabelle looked like a living corpse as Lydia barely supported her weight. She asked all the court maids to leave, even Lydia. She stripped naked and stepped into the tub. It was warm. She sat down and closed her eyes because it felt like the water was aligning her bones. She was dead. Her enti
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Duncan served breakfast to Adrian and Isabelle who both sit at opposite ends of the table. Isabelle's hair has been cut into rhythm. She parted it in the middle and her coronet stood gently on her head."Where is Lydia?""She is ill," a court maid answered."Ill?" She asked. "Where is she?""In her quarters.""Is the physician there already?" She asked the maid and she nodded. "Duncan," she called and he looked at her. "Please make some porridge for her."Spencer arrived at the table and sat down. They all ate silently with Adrian occasionally stealing glances at his wife. Isabelle stood up and went to Lydia's quarters."What will you do?" Spencer asked Adrian. "About what?""Your wife, will you let her slip away?" He sighed. "Just tell her the truth.""No," he said and continued eating. "She has to hate me for a while. That way, her grudges shall be let go."Isabelle soaked a towel in cold water, wringed it out and placed it on Lydia's head. Her temperature would boil water. She wip
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"Prince Frederick," Alastair chuckled softly. "It seemed like Prince Malcolm forgot about his royal training. I was educating him on treason," he bowed in respect to Frederick."Is that true?" Frederick faced Malcolm."Yes it is," he replied nonchalantly."Then," Frederick smiled and crossed his hands behind his back. "I shall leave you to it."He walked off with his guards behind him. Alastair sighed in relief."Whatever you need to know, your mother will inform you," he left Malcolm staring at his back."That sly fox," Malcolm hissed as he walked back to his residence.The guards lit all the lanterns and torches around the palace, brightening up the environment. Isabelle wrapped her fleece around her body and dried her hair. After her altercation with Adrian in the bathhouse, he left her and she took her bath. He could never change, she thought as she dried her hair. She picked the lightest material she could find amongst her clothes and walked out of her room. She went to the kitc
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***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
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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
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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
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"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
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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.
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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
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"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.
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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
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"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
