Chapter 4 Protecting His Sister

That made me tear up.

Alicia stormed off, and I did not see her again for several days. The maidservants said Yves had been feeling unwell, and Alicia had been staying with him.

I got slightly better in the meantime. Then, I remembered that Yvonne Shaw, my sister, was coming back from the learning institute, so I went to the kitchen to make some desserts for her.

Halfway through making the desserts, a commotion broke out in the yard.

"Your Highness, this is bad! Ms. Shaw argued with Sir Samson, and he wants to cut her limbs off!"

My world nearly went black, but I held the kitchen counter with a trembling hand and managed to stay up.

Yvonne was the only family I had left. I quickly went into the yard. Yves was standing under a tree, staring venomously at my tied-up sister.

He was holding a blade in his hand. I shoved him away and pulled Yvonne into my arms. "Stop, Yves! What are you doing?" I roared at him.

Yves looked at me from head to toe. He savored my hysterical look and smirked. "Your sister crossed me. All I want is her limbs. No big deal."

"How dare you!" I glared at him, fury filling my whole body.

Yves huddled close enough to whisper, and he gave me a challenging grin. "Of course I dare. You're no prince consort. You're less than a dog in this place! Even if I cut her limbs off, the princess won't say a word!

"Men, do it!"

The servants of this household were used to Alicia tormenting me. Though I was the prince consort, Yves held a higher position in her heart.

They stepped forth. I held Yvonne tightly in my arms and grabbed the fallen blade. Then I charged at Yves. "Touch her, and I'll kill you!"

"How dare you?" Alicia's voice spoke darkly from behind.

A wave of power sent me flying. I fell to the ground, and my whole body ached. Yves jumped into Alicia's arms and cried softly. "Princess, help me! I wanted to walk around a bit, given the fair weather, and somehow I crossed Ms. Shaw. She tried to hit me…

"I just wanted to punish her a little, but the prince consort wanted to kill me!" He wept as though he were the true victim. The guards were about to attack, and I quickly crawled over to Alicia.

"Tell them to stop! It's not what he said! My sister wouldn't…"

She kicked me away before I could finish pleading. The woman looked at me coldly. My face was pale, and blood trickled from the corner of my mouth.

The sight made her eyes widen. I crawled over again and gripped the armrest of her wheelchair. "Please, Alicia. Don't hurt Yvonne. She's the only family I have left…"

She was wavering and was about to say something, but Yves sighed. "I know you care about the prince consort, despite his previous betrayal. You can't bring yourself to hurt him. It's alright. I can endure it. It's just that poor little me is so frightened… I'm afraid I might fall ill for a long time."

Alicia's face fell, and hatred filled her eyes as she remembered the past.

"Men, paddle Yvonne a hundred times and throw her out of the residence."