Masuk“What is this? You see your minister and forget to bow?”Maxwell already suspected her. Before coming here he had ordered his men to keep an eye on the king’s maid. When this maid left the ward just now, his people shadowed her and saw her slip into the emergency stairwell.“Minister Maxwell.”Caitlin forced herself to calm down and dipped a curtsey.Maxwell stepped in from the corridor. The self-closing door eased shut behind him. As he drew near, Caitlin instinctively backed away. “Minister Maxwell, why are you here? Do you need something?”Hands clasped behind his back, he looked her over slowly and spoke as if to himself. “Do you know each woman carries a different scent? Most people cannot tell them apart. I was born with an uncommon sense of smell. If I have caught a scent once, I will remember it. You, for instance, carry something very familiar.”“I am just a rough mai
Leif VI knew his daughter was perceptive, and her question was a subtle test. He followed her lead and said, “She was the only woman I ever truly loved. Her name was Kelly.”Caitlin’s heart trembled as if struck by a heavy bell. She forced down the rush of emotion and asked softly, “So Your Majesty once loved another woman… what happened to her?”“I heard she passed away four years ago.” His voice grew faint, shadowed by sorrow.Caitlin corrected him silently. No. She didn’t die. She’s still alive—right here in your kingdom, maybe even in this very city.“How tragic,” she sighed. “Why did you two part ways?”“Because of an unexpected car accident.”Leif VI slowly recounted his story with Kelly, letting the memories unfold.By the end, Caitlin’s chest tightened. Her father had never betrayed her mother; it was fate that to
The next morning, Caitlin served breakfast to the king and the prince. Before leaving for the memorial ceremony, Leif VI suddenly said, “Agnes, you and Margaret will change into formal uniforms and come with me.”He deliberately brought both maids to avoid drawing unwanted attention.Caitlin exchanged a surprised look with Margaret. Magnus noticed her hesitation and reminded her, “His Majesty has given permission. Go get ready.”“Yes, Your Majesty.”They returned to their quarters and changed into uniforms similar to those worn by female guards. Margaret could hardly contain her excitement, whispering nonstop on the way.“I still can’t believe it! We actually get to accompany His Majesty to such a ceremony.”“Remember, this is a solemn state event,” Caitlin warned. “You’d better keep quiet.”“I know, I know. I’ll behave.”
No matter how Caitlin questioned her, Heather’s voice stayed cold and unyielding. “I told you, I don’t know. I’ll take it to my grave.”As long as she and her brother Maxwell kept silent, no one would ever find Kelly.“If I were you,” Caitlin said quietly, “I’d start talking now. It might save you a few layers of skin.”Somehow, a leather whip had appeared in her hand. A chilling glint flickered in her eyes.The cell door creaked open. Heather stumbled back in panic. “What are you doing? You can’t torture me! I’m the queen!”“You’re nothing now.” Caitlin’s voice cut through the air like ice. “I heard it was you who caused the accident that crippled the king. You tore him apart from my mother and destroyed their lives for your own greed. It’s time you paid for it.”The whip cracked.Heather screamed as it
Maxwell went to the royal palace to find his sister and learn what was going on, but as soon as he reached the palace gates, the guards stopped him.“Lord Maxwell, Her Majesty is currently away and has not yet returned. Please come back another day.”“She hasn’t come back?”Maxwell frowned. The last time he saw Heather had been at the lakeside villa, when he’d arranged for a young man to keep her company. Could she really have stayed there all this time?He tried calling her phone, but there was no answer. After waiting for a few moments, he turned on his heel, climbed into his car, and ordered his driver to head for the villa.When he arrived, he found the servants and guards standing outside. “Is the queen inside?” he asked.“Lord Maxwell, the queen left long ago,” one of them said.“Left? Where did she go?”Maxwell didn’t know that everyone h
Heather hurriedly threw on her clothes and stumbled out of the villa, only to freeze at the sight before her.Leif VI sat in his wheelchair outside, his back straight and cold as stone. At his feet, the young man she had been with lay sprawled on the ground, bloodied and trembling. Magnus and several guards stood nearby, the atmosphere grim and suffocating. The metallic scent of blood filled the air.A chill ran up Heather’s spine, draining the color from her face.“Your Majesty…” she stammered, her voice shaking.Leif VI turned his head slightly, his expression ice-cold. His voice came out flat, deadly calm. “Cut off his hands.”“Ah—Your Majesty, please! Mercy, please!” the young man screamed in terror, but the king did not even glance his way.Two guards stepped forward. The sound of a blade slicing through flesh was followed by a horrifying scream that echoed across the courtyar







