Behind The Castle's

**AFTER WAR END**

Charlotte jumped off the back of her horse as it reached the front of the Royal Palace gate. He disavows Marco to stay hidden and silent until Marco picks him up to come back but, here he is.

His steps continued to walk towards the palace courtyard which looked very quiet and unguarded. Charlotte continued to enter and as her feet had already entered into the wide-open door of the palace, the sobs of the servants filled all the voices inside. Red color printed on all sides, red color coloring the floor and carpet, red color is still fresh continues to pool. Charlotte was choked and withstood her nausea as the fishy and iron scent wafted in the air, her limp steps headed straight for the stairs, the stairs leading to the master room, the King and Queen of Vancia's room. And true to his fear, his fear was very real, the fishy and whistling aroma grew stronger and more and more swirling in the air, there was full of red and a body scattered like garbage, there was a red color, smudging and blocking every step.

Charlotte's nausea became more and more, her temples began to get wet to resist nausea, her breathing began to feel heavy. By forcing herself and imposing hope amidst all her fear, Charlotte heads to King Jarvis' room. His potential mertuan who has been very good to him.

Charlotte's ears increasingly caught the sound of crying and sobs around King Jarvis' room. With all her might, Charlotte ignored all the crying noise from the servants. His hands stretched out to push the door of King Jarvis's room open slightly. Charlotte's legs moved slowly and trembled. As his body entered and his two eyeballs could clearly see the contents of the room. Her tears immediately spilled, her guts were violently turbulent, her legs were trembling so much that Charlotte had to support her body against the wall.

The contents of the room look neat and look nothing strange except, the body of King Jarvis who has been put to bed with a neat, headless body.

The intense turbulence in her stomach made Charlotte instantly spit out a clear liquid, her breathing was tight, her gaze was blurry, her body was trembling violently and getting more intense. Charlotte wanted to cry and scream, Charlotte wanted to get angry and cursing but, all she could get out of her mouth was vomit of clear liquid.

It was too horrible for her, too shocking for her, too painful for her especially, as her mind thought about how her fiancee Marco was. With her wet lips continuing to vomit on the floor, Charlotte sobbed softly

"Why...???"

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"Why do you still let her live Your Majesty?"

Edward asked as he followed Fredrick who had just seen Carl and other wounded knights including Jeremmy, Fredrick's favorite.

"Who?"

"Ck! prince Marco of course. Who else is alive"

"Oh..."

Edward again clucked when Fredrick clearly showed his unwillingness to explain or answer questions.

Fredrick's steps continued until finally the meeting room doorkeeper bowed to him and opened the door. The meeting room has been filled with all the meeting officials and also the 'dogs'.

They immediately stood up from the chair and bowed to Fredrick. Edward pulled up the leader's seat and casually Fredrick immediately sat down and nodded once, which made all the men there sit down immediately.

Fredrick calmly stared at all the faces there, faces that showed victory but also worry

"I leave it to you to arrange Vancia"

Steven nodded and started to open his voice

"What do you want Vancia to be, Your Majesty?"

Both of Fredrick's shoulders winked indifferently and looked at Steven casually

"Vancia is Francia"

The three words from Fredrick instantly made all the heads there throb strongly. Ohh. This is going to be a very tiring and very strenuous job. They need clarity and direction to start, but they dare not ask when Fredrick is leading the meeting. That's why they prefer their queen to lead the meeting. Their queen is dozens of times better off and can be invited to compromise. Although their Queen is sometimes cruel and sharp but their Queen will still be willing to listen and help them to turn their brains. Ck! Unlike their King who cannot be compromised. His decisions, plans and orders could not be in the slightest disturbed, even just to voice an opinion, they would not dare

James instantly loosened his cravat which felt suffocating. It seemed that after this he would stay in the palace room for months, their job now was not only to deal with the turnover in a territory, but also a kingdom, he said, A kingdom that was even twice as big as Francia! Damn indeed!

"Is there a rebuttal? questions? or complaints?"

Damn indeed! Fredrick is a bitch. Of course, they will not dare to say rejection or just voice their complaints. And Edward was convinced that in the hearts of each of the higher-ups were now calling Victoria's name for enlightenment and help.

"If there were no heavy obstacles, Her Majesty and I would go on vacation for quite a long time. Don't bother us if we're not 'turn off'..."

Can right... Fredrick is a bitch. After he gave a very heavy duty job order, Fredrick instead announced that he would be on vacation. If Fredrick wasn't a king, someone would have cursed him or thrown him in a special hot cup. Fredrick's face was very inviting to be hit

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Calista turned his head back towards the palace as his feet were already standing in front of the horse carriage. His face looked sad with tears starting to fade. He has lost everything and is gone. Victoria's kindness to release her from the court relationship made her want to be angry but also unable to do anything. Even Fredrick, who was bound by a promise with the late Queen as well until now did not care about her. The tightness of the taste is increasingly becoming when remembering the words of Victoria about 'children'. The one word he so desperately wanted to be able to be present back in his stomach, was present because of his seed and the seed of the owner of his heart. But hope is only hope. Dreams are only dreams. Everything now Calista understood well, if all that was impossible to happen again.

"Lady.." -...."

Isac's voice made Calista rub rough her cheeks and forced her smile on Isac

"Yes Isac, I'm ready"

Isac nodded briefly and returned with Calista to get inside the horse carriage. Bringing a woman who after this had to live without dreams and hope, even her name was already ruined and broken was not left in the eyes of nobles. Among the tons, it would have been ready to tear it from behind their fans if Calista dared to appear among them.

Calista looked back at the palace as the horse carriage window was already in his absence. Her memory also returned to Victoria's request to 'live and be happy'. Three words that would somehow belong to him.

The carriage began to shake as the horse's legs began to move. Once again, Calista's tears spilled as she continued to stare towards the palace

"Goodbye, Fred... I will always love you, forever, and will try to live happily, even if I don't know how"

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There was a commotion in the very corner of the main palace. The thick door of a room is trying to break down or maybe it is going to destroy five men. Henry with a feeling of panic and anxiety continued to push and continued to try to destroy the door of the room, the door of his mother's room. Until the door finally opened.

The scenery inside the room was very chaotic, all scattered and destroyed. Henry frantically shouted and called his mother to all corners of the room until his hand ended opening the bathroom door. All the servants were shocked, the bodyguards immediately twisted their bodies when they saw something hanging and hanging in the middle of the bathroom without using a thread on his body

Henry's knees were squeezed with his instantly blurry gaze. By exerting all his strength that was already very weak, Henry pulled out a chair to bring down something that hung it. Body long*ng Elisabeth. Amidst her shock, Nina braced herself to pick up the sheets and went back inside the bathroom.

Henry could only cry bitterly while hugging the cold and blue body of his mother who was no longer alive. His cry made the sorrow of all ears that could hear.

With tears continuing to slide, Nina enveloped and covered the cold body of her mistress. Both of Elisabeth's eyes glared with her tongue out. Truly, Elisabeth's face was scary to remember but, it was painful for Henry.

"Why mom... Why did you leave me? wh why?? Mum..."

Henry continued to sob while tightly clutching Elisabeth's cold body, his feelings shattered to pieces, his heart seemed to crumble mercilessly. Maybe this is how her brother felt when the late Queen left Fredrick? maybe it's like this when Fredrick cradled his mother's lifeless body? And that thought made Henry's heart even more plastered with a thousand arrows. Then what about after this? how was his mother after this? Can his mother's sins be forgiven? Will God accept his mother by His side? And then.... After this Henry should be what without his mother? Henry had to live how to get through the day without his mother? Henry already had nothing and no one, he was just an illegitimate child who was now neglected the only family he had after his mother left, his older brother who already hated him....

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