BEHEADED!!!!!
Her brain was thrown to his family. Father, Mother, Pruistine and Nissim…
In all his life, she had never heard of this rule.
"From… where… how…"
Audrey muttered incoherently. Because she was so surprised, she was so confused, it was as if a lightning had struck in her life.
Miss Adaline looked to the right and left. She made sure no one was there but the two of them.
Very quietly, Miss Adaline said, "Girl, do you know or not. The government of the Atalaric Kingdom is tyrannical. One little mistake, our lives are in danger."
Right… Audrey forgot that fact.
The Atalaric Kingdom is ruled by King Dominic Grissham. The king is strong and tough. Invincible War General.
Decades ago, Dominic Grissham succeeded in usurping the throne from Logan Grissham, his older brother. King Dominic stabbed Logan in the chest with his own hand.
Sit down, King Dominic on the throne. The king is ruthless and will not hesitate to slit the throats of anyone who gets in his way.
Remembering that, Audrey felt short of breath.
"Who are they going to behead?" Audrey whispered. Her throat constricted.
"They will behead the youngest member in their house."
Nissim…
He will see Nissim's head hanged. Nissim is dead. Beheaded.
Without another thought, Audrey ran. She ran from the basement. Climbing up the stairs.
Several times his foot got stuck on the stairs, fell, but he rose again.
Her maid dress was deflated. It got in the way a few times.
"Damn, damn, damn."
Audrey grumbled, she zipped up her dress. She had to meet Prince Rhysand, kneel, worship, or even cry blood!
There was no way she would let young Nissim be beheaded. She would be stress if her young brother behaded.
The image of Nissim's face was firmly entrenched in his head.
No, no, no!
Audrey wouldn't let that happen.
BROK!!!
Audrey opened the door to Prince Rhysand's room. Prince Rhysand who was reading the book was surprised. However, seeing Audrey's face gasping for air, the madman smiled.
He tilted his head, "Look, who's here."
"I i…"
Audrey tried to speak under her breath.
"My Lord Prince..."
Prince Rhysand, "I ask Prince Rhysand..."
"I ask… to cancel my expulsion from the palace."
Prince Rhysand closed his book. He walked in front of Audrey, "Why should I do it?"
Audrey racked her brain. Her brain struggled to think. She needed a brilliant inspiration. A strong reason, which could make Prince Rhysand grant her wish.
"Why should g-r-a-n-t your wish?" asked Prince Rhysand haltingly.
A wicked smile tugged at the corners of his lips. Audrey bit her own lip. She was in a tight position.
Damn, her brain won't cooperate. Her brain was actually stupid at a time like this.
"You don't know do you?"
Prince Rhysand turned his body. Apparently, he was not interested in Audrey.
It was then, Audrey grabbed her own dress. She shouted, "I will be a shield!"
Audrey's voice echoed. Speak hard.
Prince Rhysand's brows rose in skepticism, "What do you mean?"
Audrey took a deep breath. As if it took a lot of courage to say it.
Audrey's lips said. Out loud, though shaking. "If Prince Rhysand gets stabbed, I'll be at the front."
"I blocked the stab of the sword from hitting the Prince's body… with my own body,"
Prince Rhysand laughed. "Hahahaha Hahahaha."
Audrey clenched her fists. Tears began to well up. The man had really humbled himself.
With all her might, Audrey tried not to burst into anger.
"You're not a bodyguard, you can't fight."
"The bodyguards are the front line in war. I will do anything. I will fight to the last drop of blood, to protect you," growled Audrey.
"Unfortunately, there is no war here." Prince Rhysand flashed a beautiful smile, which unfortunately made Audrey even more angry.
Audrey could only say softly with emotion, "Prince, you don't know the enemy in the blankets who might be watching you in silence."
At that moment, the smile that formed on Prince Rhysand's lips disappeared. His gaze changed. There was hatred stabbed firmly in his face.
"Get out of my room. Meet me tomorrow morning at the stables."
Audrey snorted in satisfaction. She already knew she had won the battle.
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