
It has been a month of the horrendous departure of Victoria, after in the beginning the mood of the owner Larina became good and excited but, not for a few days. Queen Elisabeth knocked on a table in the garden that was starting to clear from the snow. The winter is over and a beautiful spring is coming. Still wearing her coat and gloves, Queen Elisabeth chose to sit outside, enjoying the changing of the seasons and also to refresh her current head, only to be able to get an awkwardness.
"What's Your Majesty?"
Queen Elisabeth put the new kookies in her half bite
"Don't you feel this is so smooth Nin? Too smoothly"
Nina put down her teapot and looked at Queen Elisabeth
"I don't understand Your Majesty"
The long breath of Queen Elisabeth
"It all felt so easy and went according to plan. Too according to plan"
Eventually Nina began to understand the hardness of Queen Elisabeth
"Maybe because we picked the right chess piece, Your Majesty?"
Queen Elisabeth's forehead frowned.
"Who? the red-haired woman maxed you out Nin?" Nina gave a short nod, Queen Elisabeth who saw Nina's thoughts looked back at her half-living kookies and her voice came back. "He's useless Nin"
"But His Highness Prince Fredrick....."
"No, you don't understand Nin, that kid is 'lookin' like that but he's not a stupid guy. Maybe soon he'll kill the woman himself"
This time Nina's forehead frowned, her facial features looked clueless and Queen Elisabeth hardened her jaw
"After all this commotion, do you think he's going to defend his past and be willing to sacrifice his future and dreams?" Queen Elisabeth's head shook her head briefly and grabbed her half of the cookie but, a thought flashed inside her head, her hands violently threw the kookies in her hands onto the ground and stepped on them violently. "Or maybe from the beginning, he was never caught up in his past again!!! Goddamnit! They're fishing our pattern!"
The change in the look of Queen Elisabeth made Nina bend down.
"What are we gonna do, Your Majesty?"
"Call Henry to my room and pour the oil directly into the fire!"
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Thomas massaged his temple while listening to all the harsh words of the gentlemen. Charles just kept quiet as he was wearying his lips as the noise continued to hit his ears and Albert, getting hungry...
"Our future queen is still not back! and jal*ng His Highness Prince Fredrick was pregnant! godammit! it's crazy!"
"Really! he deserves to be placed in the castle near the palace! it's insane! what does His Majesty want and His Highness!"
"Oh my God, even what I heard, Her Highness was beaten and thrown away with contempt because Her Highness cursed jal*ng that!"
"What I heard was that it killed Her Highness' beloved dog! and look at the palace just silence! that dog he brought from Albany! it was the same with his family!"
"Yesterday my wife heard that the illegitimate child could ascend to the throne, the treatment of the palace which until now has not changed and just silently confirmed it!"
"Well on the throne? bastard son? where possible!"
"True Duke Argentt said Marquess Orsagh. This rumor came up a few days ago. The illegitimate child could have ascended to the throne because Her Highness from the genealogy of honorable descendants until now could not contain, a virgin girl of choice who has not been able to conceive adequately explains if Her Highness is infertile"
BRAAKKK!!!!
"HEYIIII!!!!!"
They seem to forget the circumstances and are busy arguing, rather forgetting the three people who are sitting in the chair of the main parliament leader. The impact and the sound of the chair falling down made silence instantly fill the room. All the gentlemen immediately closed their mouths.
Albert, who had just made the victim of another chair, was still standing with his waist. Thomas who had calmly straightened his shoulders, Charles had also given a hostile face.
The gentlemen seemed to be misbehaving and did not dare to look at the three people who were staring at them one by one with a hostile look.
"Be careful to open your mouth inside my gentlemen, this is not a pel*curan bar where you guys are gossiping trash"
Albert's sharp voice made them even more misbehaved and just lowered their heads.
The sound******* weight Thomas made Albert land back his butt
After Thomas was finished and the meeting room door was opened, Charles walked towards the door with Albert still sitting and folding to two hands in front of his chest
"We don't know the story of what's really going on, I hope you gentlemen are wise gentlemen" Albert stood up from his chair and looked at Viscount Cornwell. "Lord Aron, after all that's been collected, give it to my desk"
"Good Lord Albert"
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"It's so fucked up!"
Edward continued to waste his tired breath and kept glancing at Fredrick who was still busy playing a pair of Victoria gloves.
Jeremmy just rolled his eyeballs lazily, seeing how the master he served was still looking calm and leisurely enjoying his longing
"Can't you say something stupid! Ck! stop bemoaning your wife, you're such a disgraceful man!"
Fredrick sneered in annoyance as he continued to play the pair of gloves, even now he had started trying to put his hand into the glove that was only half his size. And that sight made Edward start to get emotional
"Hey Fredrick!"
"Did Victoria's stomach growl? She must look funny"
Jeremmy's eyes were round in disbelief, not much different from Edward's widening in shock. For hours they discussed all the rotten winds that were blowing all over the kingdom with Fredrick who was just silent while playing the gloves on his hands and...this is the first word that came out? that's right! Was Fredrick's head just floating around on his wife's belly? in the heat of the kingdom?. Ooh.... Edward could no longer bear it until he reached out to remove the annoying glove from Fredrick's hand but, Fredrick swiftly hid the pair of gloves into his pants pocket.
"What's? don't touch my wife's things with your dirty hands Ed"
Edward who was already on the verge of jumping straight to the table and was about to grab Fredrick. If only, if Jeremmy had not directly held him back, Edward's hand would have unleashed a powerful blow on the head of the foolish man whose head was missing only his wife.
"That's right! Comehere you! come here you fuck!"
Jeremmy bounced off as Edward thrashed about powerfully. Fredrick who saw that there was going to be a mad dog that was going to bite him immediately ran towards the door
"WHY ARE YOU SHITHEAD!!!!!!!"
"Captain calm down"
"Take off me Jeremmy! his head must be broken today! YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE HERE!!!"
Jeremmy continued to hold Edward with difficulty and continued to bounce until his waist ached. Jeremmy cussed over all the circumstances that befell him. What a pesky rant, why did he have to be the right hand of that stupid man!
Fredrick was still running while occasionally looking back, to see if the mad dog had managed to catch up to him. Once in safety, his feet stopped running and immediately spun into the southern palace. All the servants just bowed respectfully to him who started to enter the corridor.
When he saw the door to his destination, Fredrick turned to the garden, where near the pond, there was a small fence soaring full of pots of beautiful flowers, the stones are arranged beautifully on the edge of the fence and in the middle of the fence, there is a mound of earth in the middle. Fredrick smiled faintly as he muttered
"Hallo Gray... How's it going? Please always pray for us.. I hope you'll forgive us Grey"
Again, the words were always Fredrick muttering as he looked towards the southern palace garden
When it was at the door, panjaga only bowed respectfully to Fredrick and then glanced at his friend who was guarding. Fredrick went back to his wife's room, every day!
Quietly, Fredrick closed the door and immediately locked it from the inside. Quickly his steps towards the bed and throws his body rough. His nose immediately sniffed out all the contents of the bed
"Fuck you Victoria! what spell is sowing on me huh!"
Fredrick's hand grabbed a pillow that smelled of fruits that had begun to fade
"Ck! just watch out if you come back, Vic..." Like a foolish man, Fredrick stroked the bed while scowling in annoyance. "How are you, baby... Ohh God..." Fredrick was getting stupid and now he was twirling his body on the bed until all the contents of the bed that was always never allowed to be changed and touched by someone else was falling to the floor. "I miss him... Ck! damn it!! aargh!! How much longer are you going to give birth huh!! I hate this idea of parting!!!"
Fredrick continued to do the routine 'smart' that to sleep like a man was dumped
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