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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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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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"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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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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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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***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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"You should smile a bit. You should not have wrinkles at your youthful age," Claudius, king of Angbotain said to Isabelle, his daughter and the crown princess. She had a pale, almost translucent skin, rosy cheeks, crimson lips, white teeth and sparkling eyes. She was slim with elegant collarbones. She was not interested in the food she had on her table anymore. The news she had just heard was disturbing. "She will smile later," Aravis, the queen approached the table and took her seat as the king smiled. Isabelle was an exact replica of her mother. There was no distinguishing between them. They could easily pass for sisters as the queen was not that old. "Mother," Isabelle spoke up as she placed her fork on the table. "I just celebrated my twenty first birthday last week. Why are you doing this to me?" "That makes it so important for you to get married now. You're already too old to
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It was a busy day at the palace of King Cladius in Angbotain. Guests were arriving for Isabelle's marriage. Different delicacies were being made so the royal kitchen was a mess. Everyone was busy."Pack everything," Isabelle ordered the court ladies.She was packing up. Her clothes were in a separate box. She didn't want to leave her jewelries behind too. Nobody would wear them if she left them.All her belongings were packed.She was currently receiving skincare session. It was in preparation of her wedding night. She should be washed thoroughly before going to her husband's house.She asked to pack her books herself. The most precious possession Isabelle ever considered worthy were her books. She never joked with them. Her maids were even allowed to clean them. She does that herself and everyone knew that.Aravis told her that Adrian would arrive by evening but he's nowhere to be found. She was waiting eagerly by her window. The
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