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"I do not even know if you are doing this intentionally or that is really who you are," Adrian said to the sleeping woman on his bed. "Why would you place your head on Spencer's shoulder? You seemed comfortable riding with him too." "Yes, I do," she said without opening her eyes. Adrian let out a shriek and held onto the sheets. Isabelle shook her head and rose up."How much of that did you hear?" He asked with raised eyebrow."Everything?" She answered. "Can you excuse me? I have to apply ointment to area you almost peeled off." "I am sorry about that. It was not intentional," he said with remorse. "When are we leaving? I'm starving.""I was waking for you to wake up but if you want, you can eat here before we leave." "No," she refused. "I'll just have Duncan's meal.""Who's Duncan?""Your royal chef," she answered as he looked aloof. "You don't know his name? Do you even recognize him?" "I recognize Spencer," he shrugged and Isabelle shook her head."I cannot believe I
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It seemed peaceful. Isabelle's head was on Adrian's shoulder as he locked their hands together. A shy smile played on both their lips. "So...," Adrian whispered. "What do you want to know?""Everything," she smiled. "It would be shameful that I know nothing about my husband." He was still. History must be a sensitive topic for him. She was about to talk but her shushed her. "I was birthed to King Augustus by a court lady. Lady Judith," he smiled. "My mother was what anyone could wish for. She was beautiful, humble and innocent. She died when I was just eight." "Spencer told me she was murdered," Isabelle interrupted. "Is that true?" He sighed. "Yes, she was murdered. I was enrolled in royalty training but I did not get along with the other scholars. They claimed I was cursed. That went on for eight years until the General brought his son, Spencer to Deira. He was the only one I opened up to. I started going to war at a tender age and surprisingly, I came back victorious. I
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"I get scared at the slightest sight of blood, how do you manage?" She asked curiously. He looked around awkwardly and answered, "I just manage. I am the General after all." "So, Generals don't get scared?" She teased."Of course not." He was now fully dressed in his armour. He placed his sword back in its sheath and showed that he was ready to leave. She stood up and held his hands tightly. "Please come back," she pleaded. He chuckled slightly."We're just going to support them. I will be back soon," he assured her."Overconfidence is not good. Anything could happen and I don't want to start thinking about bad scenarios." "You're worried? In this marriage of respect?" He teased."Say that again and and I'll make sure you get a consort." "Do I have to explain whose loss that is?" He smiled. They hugged each other tightly and refused to let go. Spencer knocked on the door gently."We're ready General!" They disengaged with tears in her eyes and a smile on his fa
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"The war shall be over soon, I can assure you. Stay healthy," she read the last part of the letter Adrian had sent to her. She was busy eating lunch and stood up when she was done. She folded the letter neatly and tucked it in her blue gown.A guard came running in. "Your Highness!" He bowed. "Prince Malcolm is here." "Prince Malcolm?" She asked in confusion. What was he doing here? It looked like Adrian didn't like him so she wanted to keep her distance. "You may leave," she dismissed him. She walked to her room swiftly and kept Adrian's letter by the table. She placed her coronet on her head and walked out elegantly.Malcolm was just alighting from his horse and two guards from the main palace were behind him. He was looking haughty as ever with his disgusting smile. "Prince Malcolm," she bowed in respect to him. He was still in mourning as he was dressed in white."Princess Isabelle," he returned the greeting. "How have you been?""I have been well your Majesty.
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"When is Prince Adrian going to return?" Juno asked at the table.Louis, Leopold and Juno were eating their breakfast on the dining table. She was picking at her food."The war is over," Louis reminded her. "He should be back soon." "He will take a detour to the main palace before coming here," Leopold added. "Who knows what father has in store for him this time?"Isabelle graced them with her presence in the room with Lydia by her side. She wasn't looking very good. She was dressed in a long blue overflowing gown with puffy shoulders. Her silver coronet sat on her woven hair neatly."Good morning your Highness," the boys greeted."Good morning," she replied with a smile. She and Juno exchanged glances.Isabelle sat down at the head of the table while Juno served her."Your marriage to our brother was the gift he was given for successfully returning from war," Leopold joked."Is that so?" Isabelle asked as she began to eat. "The wedding gift," she chuckled.Leopold was stealing glanc
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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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***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
