Novel & Cerita Ayase Guilty Crown

And the funny part is that, THAT someone does not even care a flying fuck about the crown. She only cares about her best friend, and surviving this pack. My eyes return to Aysel just as Mistress Sheiza’s voice rings through the hall. “Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for the newest Face of the Season! A fresh face. The King’s fourth consort… Aysel Ashwyn!” The hall explodes into thunderous claps, followed by flutes and music. Aysel freezes into place. She looks around as if she misheard her own name. Maelis grabs her and hugs her tightly, bouncing with excitement.

“I announce, your royal highness, crown prince Romanus Edward Maximus of Penevia!” The crowd went wild while Mars desperately raised his head in the hopes of seeing the crown prince. “I can’t see, mommy—I can’t see!” Mars repeated. I was extremely claustrophobic, and I could not handle crowded spaces, but for Ashley, it was different. “The crown prince is not meant for grown people. It’s for the children—Marsie, come on!” Ashley decided as she stuck out her hands and aggressively pushed everyone aside to create a path for us.

The King ordered the guards. “I will go with them.” Bryan said and Hayden nodded, Bryan walked out with them and a tear rolled down Ashley’s eyes. She was getting framed! “Hayden, I swear I am not having any affair with the Prince.” She said in tears and Hayden held her cheeks. “It's fine, I believe you.” He assured her and she nodded. The guards came back minutes later holding a necklace and Ashley’s eyes widen in shock. “Is this the necklace?” The King asked the Prince and he nodded.

The chief justice asked as he passed it to Ava. Ava's brows squinted in shock, as she nodded in affirmation it was her hair, "Can you verbalize this affirmation?" The chief asked. "This is truly a strand from my hair." Ava said. "This looks like late Princess Alys's maid had pulled out this hair from your scalp whilst struggling with you, but you stabbed her to death and proceeded to stab princess Alys to death with this knife gifted to you by the mad king... A little child who is powerless and harmless to what end?" The chief asked.

Yuvan: "We were ordered by the crown prince to investigate a case of treason and the arson at Sayonee is just an event connected with it. I never thought of lying or covering it with you but you know.. about the responsibilities. Now since you are also a part of this investigation group, I think you should know about it." His sudden confession shocked the whole group. Amanya and Ashok never thought he would believe her to such an extent while Abhik and Charan were shocked because they never thought he would expose their mission until this point. Now the only thing left to announce is that he is none other than the so-called crowned prince of Amai. Amanya suddenly thought of how wide his imag

"What head?" Leon's face darkened. "Today is our wedding day. What game is Aya playing now? "Enough. Bring her out to me. At once." The tears on my mother's face had long dried. Only numbness remained. "Your Majesty, Aya cannot be brought before you. She is truly dead." "Absurd." He gave a sharp, disbelieving laugh. "First, forged pleas for rescue. Now, a severed head? Do you understand the price of misleading your king?"

At the head of the hall sat the council of judgment—King Draven, with his dark crown of thorns, Queen Aurora beside him in regal silver, and five ancient elders robed in twilight silk. Chained in obsidian manacles, Asmada Ezra stood before them. Her once-arrogant expression was twisted in rage and desperation. Her crimes echoed through the kingdom—poisoning Aurora, murdering a vampire at the gates of the capital, and conspiring with Kael and Elder Eric in treason against the vampire realm. "Asmada Ezra," Elder Tullius began, his voice heavy with centuries of wisdom and authority. "You are accused of high treason, attempted assassination of the queen, and the slaughter of a royal guard. How d