ACASHA (A Symbol of Eternity and Resurrection)

Chapter 19's

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'Shit! This body still feels so weak, I can't fight it. Help me.' Castela moans.

Castela was resigned to what this madman would do before her. Slowly both of his eyes tightened, before everything was completely dark, Castela heard a loud punching sound before finally falling unconscious.

Bughh

The man's body crashed onto the ground when a hard blow landed on his face. He laughed when he realized who was coming.

"Lack of you! How dare you touch my future wife with your dirty fucking hands!" Prince Morgan said with a clear-cut fury on his face.

Well, the one who just came was prince Morgan. The man who tried to rape Castela was his cousin, Brian crusher.

Brian got up from and walked over to Prince Morgan.

Bughh

One punch landed on his handsome face. Leaving a bluish scar on the corner of his slightly torn lip. Prince Morgan stared flatly at Brian who was also staring at him with a sneer.

"Curtain! Wife-to-be you said? Can't you reflect? YOU'RE THE ONE WHO TOOK THE GIRL I LOVE!" Enraged Brian then directed another blow towards Prince Morgan.

But quickly Prince Morgan realized and dodged. So that punch was only about empty air. Brian growled furiously at the sight of Prince Morgan who had managed to dodge his attack. Now they start to punch each other.

It did not take long, Brian was sprawled on the grass with a face full of bruises. Brian is no match for Morgan.

"You don't deserve my fucking Castle! Do you think she'll be happy living with you?" Said Brian softly staring at Prince Morgan who was just looking at him with a cold and flat gaze.

"Sure she'll be happy with me. I'll give her whatever she wants." Prince Morgan then turned to bring Castela into his sling.

"Then divorce your wife!"

****Degg****

Prince Morgan stopped his steps as those words came out of Brian's mouth.

"You said you'd make her happy, didn't you? Divorce your wife, if you can't make her the only one in your life, then let me make her the only one in my life." Said Brian with both hands clenched.

Blood came out of his mouth every time he spoke. The pain in his chest is getting more painful. I think there are some broken bones at the moment. However, all of that is not comparable to having to see the girl he loves suffer.

He is indeed evil, not even reluctant to seize the sanctity of Castela. But that's all she did, so that the girl didn't marry Prince Morgan. Because he knows, his girl hates betrayal. That was why he asked Prince Morgan to choose one between the two.

"I'm not going to divorce my wife, and I'm not going to let Castela go." It was cold and then passed from there.

But before that, he threw a dagger into Brian's palm.

"You, too selfish Morgan. Maybe you forget that in this world there is always a reciprocal relationship. If you want Castela, then you have to let Rosenta go. But, if you refuse, then be prepared to lose one, or even both." Brian then lost consciousness.

Prince Morgan laid Castela in his bed. Mom did not stop crying. The doctor came in and immediately rushed to check on Castela.

"Lady has no serious injuries. No sign of violence. But it looks like the injuries that the lady got yesterday again hurt. Let the lady rest, the next two days the Lady will make a full recovery." The doctor smiled and left them.

"Your majesty, why can a lady be like this? Hiks, anyone who can treat a lady like this, even a lady never looks for trouble with anyone else." Said Ema who was still awkward on the floor.

Prince Morgan did not answer. He just silently watched Castela who was asleep. His original purpose for coming here was to meet Castela. Because right now, Duke Herli was on his way back to the residence with a warrant from the King.

"I'll take care of you from now on, you don't have to worry." Morgan said as he squeezed one of Castela's hands and kissed her.

Meanwhile, Duke Herli was on his way home in a horse-drawn carriage bearing the Ardeland. Since coming out of the palace, Duke Herli's aura has gotten even more sinister. When asked, he will only answer.

In his hand was a roll of paper written on top of a high quality silk cloth. His mind floated far away, he really could not if he had to release his daughter into the lion's den.

The conversation that occurred while in the palace was still ringing in his ears.

"I want your daughter to marry my son." King Philip said seriously. There was no doubt on his face that had started to grow those wrinkled lines.

"I disagree, your majesty." Duke Herli said coldly.

"Until when do you keep this up, Herli? Don't you miss the times we were friends?" King Philip was sad.

"You're too much of a noble one, it's not good if we bring up the past. It would be very dangerous if anyone heard it." Duke Herli said he did not like it

"Are you still mad at me Herli? Well, you're still angry and hold a grudge against me. Didn't I apologize to you? I know I'm sorry I won't be able to get things back to the way they were. That's why I want to marry your daughter to my daughter so that she can inherit this throne as a form of my apology." Said King Philip

"You're so crazy that you started. How can you force my daughter to marry her own mother's killer? Do you think my daughter will be happy? My daughter does not need your glorious throne! She needs her mother!" Said Duke Herli with both hands that were already clenched restraining his anger.

"How can you blame a child for the death of your wife Herli? It was all an accident. And again, your daughter won't know everything if you don't tell her." King Philip said coldly.

"You have no other choice Herli. I'm giving your family orders, not asking for your opinion! if you refuse, then you and your whole family will be considered rebels. Think of this well Herli." The King then left Duke Herli alone there.

It felt like Duke Herli killed the old man. But he still has a little sanity. If only he had not helped the man ascend the throne, perhaps their lives would not have been like this.

"I'm sorry, dear papa, you don't know what else to do." Duke Herli rubbed his face violently.

Soon they will arrive at the residence. He really can't do anything anymore. If he fought back, it would only endanger his family's life. Moreover, his daughter Camelia, who was still unconscious until now.

"Just look at you Philip, if my daughter suffers, don't blame me if I destroy your country" he said again.

"Dear Castela, I hope you don't hate papa after this."