Semua Bab Bratty Prince And The Bodyguard : Bab 91 - Bab 100

Kieran's POV: “It’s the best we have with the information gathered in the last few hours.” “And how long have you known about this?” My tone dropped a few degrees lower. They glanced at one another. Cowards. “Roughly ninety minutes,” Lord Alister said carefully. “Ninety,” I repeated. “And it didn’t occur to anyone here that maybe the person in charge of the Council should’ve been notified immediately?” "We assumed it would be better to get a hold of the situation-" Lord Vercell said smoothly. “Better for who?” I cut him off. He blinked, lips parting slightly. “Your Highness, with all due respect-” “No,” I said, stepping forward, my voice firm and rising. “You don’t get to use that line when you’ve actively kept me in the dark. ‘With all due respect’ means nothing when your actions speak otherwise.” He went quiet. The entire room did. I ran a hand through my hair, pulling it back as I tried to calm the storm in my head. My jaw ached from how hard I was clenching it. I look

Kieran's POV: Joseph handed me the updated security, while Adrien stood behind me. Meanwhile, I didn't sit. I stood at the head of the table. “Let’s make something very clear,” I began, my voice low but cold. “Last night’s embassy attack was not random. Lord Vercell shifted in his seat. “We are aware, Your Highness.” “Are you?” I asked, meeting his gaze. “Because for people who are aware, you seem very quiet about the part where our classified documents were leaked from this building.” There were gasps, followed by the murmurs. I slammed the file down on the table. “Three nights ago, someone accessed our internal servers and extracted files. These same files contained the floor plans of the embassy. The same embassy that was blown up last night.” “You believe we are compromised?” Lord Alister said. I turned to him slowly. “No, I believe we have been infiltrated. There is a traitor in the palace. Maybe more than one.” Suddenly, the voices got loud and they started to point

Kieran's POV: Of course, he had the audacity to waltz in like nothing had happened. I exhaled loudly and followed him to the living room. The older man slowed near the sitting room, and turned to me, his brow creased. "Is everything alright? Why would you suddenly call Mr. Leander first thing in the morning?" He asked me suspiciously. I stopped walking and looked at him. "Why? Now do I need permission to meet my family?" I snapped at him. I know he was trying to be courteous with me but I was on the edge and too tired to even pretend that I am okay. Bernard flinched slightly, “No, of course not, Your Highness. I meant no disrespect-” But I was already walking past him. I did not care to apologize to him as I went to see the man who has brought storms to my life. He looked the same as ever, tall, composed, dressed in a blue button-up tucked into tailored jeans, his hair messily styled like he hadn’t tried at all but somehow still managed to look perfect. He stood from the

Kieran's POV:The smirk on his face vanished completely. “You wouldn’t-” “I would,” I said simply. “Because unlike you, I know how to protect what I love.” The guards stepped forward. Leander didn’t fight. He knew it was over. But as he passed me, he paused just long enough to whisper- “You are still not strong enough, Kieran. One day, they will see it. All of them.” I didn’t blink. “Then let them look.” And when the door shut behind him, I finally let myself fall. Adrien was there in an instant as he held me. My breathing was shallow while my hands still shook. “He knew,” I whispered to myself. But before Adrien could answer, Leander resisted. “No,” he snapped, twisting away from the guards as they approached him. “You can’t do this. I am royal by blood.” His sudden aggression caught everyone off guard and some of them took a step back. His signature smirk was nowhere to be seen and the only thing which he had on his face, it was raw panic. I am sure he did not expect m

Kieran's POV: Yes, she was right. Maybe I should start looking at the brighter side of the picture but I was too messed up to look at this. I looked at her. “You’re the only one left, Sera. Everyone else is gone. Noah… Leander… I don’t even know who I can trust anymore.” She stepped closer, eyes steady. “You can trust me.” I looked at her for a long time. Her face. Her eyes. She meant it. “Why?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. “Why are you still here?” She blinked, a little startled. “What do you mean?” “You don’t owe me anything,” I said. “You don’t have to be here. You could walk away. No one would blame you. I wouldn’t blame you.” She frowned. “You really think I am like that?” I stayed quiet. She stepped in even closer and placed both her hands on either side of my face, gently, like I might break. “You think I would leave you when you need someone the most?” she said softly. “Do you really think so little of me, Kieran?” “I don’t think little of you,” I re