The grand throne room of the Lancaster Kingdom was filled with the weight of history and tradition. The Duke's once-majestic hall, adorned with intricate tapestries and polished marble, was now dimly lit, the shadows cast by the flickering candles dancing across the walls like restless spirits.
Chris Hamburg, a young man with a determined look on his face, stood before Aren, the regent of the kingdom. He had just proclaimed himself the rightful heir to the throne, claiming that his mother, Cloye Lancaster, was the true heir and that Lio and his mother had usurped the crown.
"Your Excellency, I am Chris Hamburg. My mother Cloye Lancaster was the righteous heir in the Lancaster Kingdom. But Lio and her mother fouad The King Faris. So, now I'm going to be the new King of the Lancaster Kingdom."
Aren, a grizzled and battle-hardened warrior, gazed at Chris with an unyielding stare. His eyes seemed to bore into Chris's very soul, as if searching for any sign of weakness or deceit. Chris's words had awakened a sense of unease within him, a sense that threatened to upend the delicate balance of power in the kingdom.
Aren looked at him with keen eyes. Chris was going to sit on the couch. Aren forbade him to sit.
"Aa, Do not dare to seat! Until I give permission to you."
"You dare to sit in my presence without permission?"
Aren growled, his voice low and menacing.
"You are not yet worthy to occupy the same space as I. You will stand before me until I deem you fit to take your place on the throne."
Chris's face remained resolute, but a hint of unease crept into his eyes. He had not expected such resistance from Aren, but he was determined to claim his rightful place as king. He stood tall, his shoulders squared, and refused to back down.
"I am Chris Hamburg, son of Cloye Lancaster,"
he declared, his voice echoing off the stone walls.
"I have come to reclaim my birthright, and I will not be deterred by your petty obstacles."
Aren's gaze narrowed, his eyes flashing with anger.
"You are no more than a pretender," he spat.
"Your mother may have been the rightful heir, but you are nothing but a mere boy playing at being a king."
The air in the room seemed to vibrate with tension as the two men faced off.
Aren's eyes widened in surprise at Chris's sudden outburst, but his expression quickly turned cold and calculating. He drew his sword, its metal glinting in the flickering candlelight.
"You dare to defy me?" Aren growled, his voice low and menacing. "I am the one who has kept this kingdom safe and prosperous for years. I am the one who has fought battles and made sacrifices for the sake of this kingdom. And King Lio never abandons this Kingdom. He rules the kingdom with his heart and soul. And you, a mere boy, think you can take his place?"
Chris's face remained set in determination, his eyes flashing with anger.
"I am not just any boy," he said, his voice steady.
"I am the son of Cloye Lancaster, the rightful heir to this throne. And I will not be denied."
The two men stood there, their swords at the ready, the air thick with tension.
"I am here to invite The Grand Duke of The Lancaster Kingdom to my inheritance of the throne in person. But you dare to insult me. I will not forgive you."
Chris slammed the table in both hands. His face was filled with anger.
"I do not care, If you are the new king or not. I am Aren Blackwood, who never listens to anyone except himself"
Aren replied to Chris with a confident voice.
In the meantime, Stuart came to the Duchy,
"Your Excellency, calm down. I am here to report to you. I want to discuss something with you. Would you mind having me for a moment?"
Stuart tries to calm Aren down. And he wanted to say what happened those three days. Suddenly Linda,Juri and Richard rushed to hear the news that Elia is not the new king . She ran away and was nowhere to be found.
"Great Timing, everyone. What happened here in our absence?" Stuart Tell us details."
Aren ordered Stuart to tell them details.
"Hey, do not ignore me!. I am the main villain in this story."
Cris mumbled to himself.
" That night after you all left the hall someone came to me. And asked me a favour.
"Your Highness, I am sorry to disturb you. You have to come with me."
"What! Why would I come with you?"
I asked them surprisingly.
" Your Highness, It is His Excellency's order. So, If you deny, I have no choice. I have to force you."
The man then took me out and hurt my head. I lost my consciousness. After that I woke up this morning and found myself in an old abandoned house. I somehow managed to escape there and came to the butler Dazel. Then he told me everything that happened to that night." King Lio, and her beloved daughter who was going to inherit the throne was nowhere to be found this morning. Rumours appeared King Lio and his family ran away because they are not the real heir. After hearing the news I quietly went to Lancaster Castle. There I found a maid, who told this man Cris wanted to humiliate the little moon of the Lancaster Kingdom. He even licked her ear. That's all Your Excellency."
Stuart finished his reports.
After hearing that Cris licked Elia's ear, Aren Cleanced his fingers and closed his eyes and tried to imagine the scene. Agren became more angry after hearing that.
Aren came close to Cris and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.
"How dare you touch my prey!? She is my only target. Nobody else can have her. Head to toe, all her surroundings will be mine. You eleven dare to devour her?"
After saying that Aren left him and He went down on the floor.
"Ups! My bad! I didn't mean to hurt her. But I could not resist after seeing her. If you want I will share her with you. Ha! Ha! Ha!"
"To be continued
Stay tuned"