All Chapters of Alliah's Fight For Her Heart, and Her Kingdom: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

              “Before we get in too deep with this conversation your Majesty, we must warn you that the man who was investigating this incident has gone missing. From what we could tell, we was stolen in his sleep. His room was in absolute shambles when we went to check on him.” Garret said as he walked over to the numerous amounts of bookshelves leaning against the banister. There was no way that Maxwell Doneswell was a traitor. Who would just report the document and then just vanish like that? There was definitely something going on. It was becoming more annoying that we couldn’t stay ahead of these attacks.               “Roughly when did he disappear if you don’t mind my asking. Also, why was this not reported sooner?” Winslow placed a stressed hand on his forehead and closed his eyes. Stress wa

            I felt cold, numb even. A darkness had started to shroud around me, keeping me deep in my thoughts as I felt myself carried by the despair that settled over my mind. Everything that I thought I had known had come crumbling down with the realization that my life was not what it all seemed. The happy memories, the smiles, and cherished hugs, they where all lies. My mother was killed because of these said lies. Innocent lives had been lost at the hand of my father, and who knows how many countless more. Because of this, our people where attacked mercilessly. The person who was behind these attacks, was rallying people who hated the throne and using them to their advantage.               I had to get to the bottom of this before it got out of hand. If our enemy where to gather any more people, we could be easily over thrown. Everyone was now a suspect, consider

              Now secured in the office of Mr. Siege, we sat around the table. Grim silence filled the air after explaining my plan to General Bregus. He sat still; his hands clasped together as he stared at the table. He had begun to protest, but immediately shut his mouth. He did this a few more times before returning to silence. I had him pinned unfortunately. He has firsthand seen how uncompliant Emmanuel has been. With only ten days left now until the banquet, time was of the essence. I am sure it would at least take a few days to track Emmanuel, especially in his state, so the more time we had to track the better.               “I hate when you pin me like this Alliah. You know his Majesty won’t agree to this.” General Bregus muttered under his breath as he passed a stressed hand through his hair. I swore over

            Angered and in my haste to get away from Nicklos and Illia, I found myself aimlessly walking through the garden. the butterflies flittered from flower to flower, the luscious smells graced my nose, and the bees flew busily about. Normally I would find comfort in these things, but my mind was angrily racing, pounding on any opportunity to make me even the slightest bit happy. I think this was truly the first time I have ever felt so bitter. Not only where secrets being kept, but he was also going back on his words too. How shameless he was? Not to act like my sister, but what was so good about her that she had to turn his head her way?              Was it because I seemed and appeared to masculine? My willingness to throw myself into battle to protect my people? Was I too head strong in my decisions? There where countless man here, but I still only had my heart on one, and even he was slippin

            Marquise and I turned around, surprised to find that the General's son came walking down the hallway. His pace was brisk and stiff. I watched his face, his brows pressed down in an angry frown as he stormed towards us. It was amazing to see how much he looked like his father. The brown hair, the stern eyes, and the sharp set of his cheeks and jaw. It was like staring at a young version of my most trusted and beloved friend.                 "Aren't you on probabtion for sneaking out the last time." I wouldn't endanger him. The General would never forgive me if something happene to him. But the determination on his face told me that he wasn't going to follow orders anyway. He really was like his dad. Micheal knelt before me, his hand over his chest.               "My father greatly respects you, your Majesty. Tonight, I couldn't