Semua Bab INNOCENT LOVE,: Bab 31 - Bab 40

In the palace the activities are muted. Servants hurry about, their movements brisk and quiet, as though trying not to disturb the tension simmering among the royal family.In the grand dining hall, former King , Elias sits at the head of the long table, his imposing figure a reminder of the authority he commands.Arthur enters, his steps slower than usual, his face set in a mask of calm that betrays the storm within. He bows slightly to his father before taking his seat.“Arthur,” Elias says without lifting his eyes from his plate. His voice carries a tone of quiet reproach.“Father,” Arthur replies, his voice steady but lacking its usual conviction.The silence stretches between them, a heavy weight neither seems willing to lift. Arthur’s thoughts drift, unbidden, to Madin. He spent the night tossing and turning, haunted by memories of the one he drove away.No matter how hard he tries to focus on his duties, the ache of Madin’s absence claws at him, relentless and unforgiving.“You

When Jona arrives at his men’s camp, the news he receives crushes the flicker of hope he had carried. The person they believed to be Madin was not him.Fury burns in his chest, and he punishes his men harshly for their mistake, venting all his frustration. "I cannot do this anymore!" he roars, his voice cracking under the weight of his emotions. "I’m tired of this endless chase! Let it be! Maybe I was just never meant to have this throne after all! Maybe my brother truly belongs there!"He paces in frustration, muttering to himself, "So what if Father doesn’t trust me? That’s his problem. I believe in myself. I’ll make myself proud by taking responsibility for something else, something meaningful. Maybe then he’ll see that I’m not worthless!"Mounting his horse, Jona takes a deep, steadying breath. He has made up his mind. The past three years of schemes and failures have drained him, and he refuses to continue down this path of destruction.As his horse trots back toward the palace,

"Are you serious?! Please, take back what you just said. The former king cannot be dead! He was strong, full of life." Madin exclaims, his legs nearly buckling under the weight of the news. Removing his apron, he sinks into a chair, his mind reeling.Thoughts of Arthur flood his mind, piercing his heart. He imagines the grief Arthur must be enduring and longs to be by his side, to hold him and reassure him that he is not alone."Marsel, do you really think I would spread false news about something as serious as the former king’s death? I value my life too much to risk execution." Paul responds gravely, setting down the tray he had just cleared from a customer’s table, his expression clouded with sorrow.Everyone in the kingdom had loved King Elias. He was a ruler who placed the needs of his people above his own, a king who earned their hearts through kindness and fairness.Madin strokes his fake long beard, his fingers trembling slightly as they brush against the disguise he has worn

"Speak again," Arthur commands, stepping further into the room, his piercing gaze locked on Madin, who is frozen in place, staring back at him.Madin remains silent, his mind racing. Why does Arthur want him to speak again? Surely, he couldn’t have recognized his voice.Madin lowers his head, unable to meet Arthur's eyes again. By now, little Prince Adriana had already slipped out of the room, with the lady following close behind."Who are you? What are you doing in my son’s room?" Arthur asks, suspicion thick in his voice.His initial shock at hearing a familiar voice that he has been longing to hear has faded, replaced by guarded curiosity.Madin adjusts his voice, letting a trembling tone creep in. "My lord, I didn’t mean to intrude. I was brought here to assist.""Do you work in the palace?" Arthur presses."No, Your Highness," Madin replies, his head still bowed.Arthur exhales sharply, his irritation evident. "Ugh, whatever. You can leave." He strides toward the little one’s be

WARNING!There's mention of some nasty things in this chapter. Though not that intense... but I feel the need to warn those who things like those are not their cup of tea.°The wedding that night is a grand affair, with laughter, tears, and joy spilling over into the early hours of the morning.Regardless of the sorrow they still have for loosing their former king.Arthur's mother cry silently because now she sees hope in her son's future.Arthur and Madin stand side by side, their hands intertwined as they exchange vows under the starlit sky.Madin looks at Arthur, his eyes filled with a mixture of love and hope. Despite the pain and struggles they have endured, in that moment, he knows he has made the right choice.Arthur, overwhelmed with gratitude, kisses Madin gently, sealing their union. The crowd erupts into applause, and the celebrations carry on through the night, a testament to the love that has triumphed over the darkness.All Arthur's remaining family gather around them.