Chapter Forty-eight

Hours passed like they were seconds. In what would be called a jiffy, the night had fallen. It felt like an eclipse. Just a couple of moments ago, Ruckus was in his room , merely waking to see the annoying creature that lay by his side. That lady was probably the worst choice he had ever made through the whole day. She had ruined his morning until Badmus arrived and presented him with the note that Jael had sent to him. This had given him better reasons to not yield . Even if he had wanted to, he would not . At least, there was someone else, who though behind bars, was still cheering for him to rise to the throne.

He was dressed already. He tried to look his best for the party. It was his father's birthday celebration. Not like he had worn any special dress. Just the normal royal dress meant for him. He would wear it to the party. Strolling to the window, he slid the curtains and stared for a good while. The night was already busy. The hustles and bustle were all high up in the night