
"What did you do to my daughter!" Shouted Esther with an already angry face.
But the three of them were wrong, who became the victim slapped his face there not Zelvia but Hard. Without further ado, Zelvia slapped Hard hard, causing redness on her cheeks.
"Wait.this.." Said Queen Annette stammering.
King Vervun also nodded, he understood that Hard was the one who was slapped earlier.
"Son, why did you slap the prince?" Ask Annette softly
"Your highness, it's not that I acted insolent, but the prince has gone too far! It's fair, isn't it?" Zelvia.
Esther patted Zelvia on the shoulder.
"What's up, son? Did he hurt you?" Ask Esther worried.
"Mr Duke Esther, can you teach your daughter how to be polite to a higher status?!" Tegur Hard is angry.
"Shut up!" Sela King Vervun.
King Vervun approached Zelvia, "What really happened son?" Ask her worriedly.
"Her Majesty the king and Her Majesty the Queen, in this country must have established human rights for women, right?" Ask Zelvia.
"Yes son" replied Vervun and Annette together.
What does he want to do? Inner Hard wondered.
"In applicable state regulations, women are not goods that can be sold at will. While the behavior of the prince brought up about the expensive items he had given me so far with a fee so that I obeyed him. Is that worth it?" Zelvia explained.
Oh my god, help me this time! Inner Zelvia.
King Vervun and Queen Annette looked at each other, in their minds there was a sense of anxiety and disappointment at the bad behavior of his son.
"My husband.." said Queen Annette.
"Well.." King Vervun sighed and kowtowed before Zelvia.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I can't educate a child! These are all the deeds of a father who has failed to educate his son!" Sad King Vervun.
Queen Annette also did not stop shedding tears. The child he had been dear to all this time had turned into a prince who relied solely on power.
Zelvia shook her head slowly. He sat in front of the two leaders.
"No. You're not wrong at all!"
Those words made Queen Annette and King Vervun raise their heads.
"Your Majesty, you are not at all wrong! It's just that the promiscuity of Prince Hard is less true" Zelvia said slightly insinuating.
King Vervun and Queen Annette instantly understood. They knew it was Nuriel who pressured his son, Prince Hard, to become crown prince.
"Hard.we're disappointed in you!" King Vervun.
King Vervun pulled Hard's arm out and his wife Queen Annette walked out of the residence. They want to go back to the palace.
Zelvia sat on the sofa nearby. He was tired of everything that had happened to him lately.
Royal Palace...
"Dad..aku-" Said Hard stammering.
"Son, you've been mismanaged!" Vervun.
Vervun steps into Nuriel's room, which is also accompanied by Annette.
"Dad..." Shouting Hard.
BRAKK...
Without further ado, Vervun pushed open the door of Nuriel's room. Nuriel who was makeup with the assumption that today was certainly the defeat of Zelvia was made shocked by Vervun.
"Greetings Your Majesty the King..." Honor Nuriel.
"It's a good thing I've put myself in makeup before the King comes. But, what does he want to do here? Did my plan go smoothly?" Inner Nuriel.
"Eumm..Your Majesty, the King and Queen, what business are you doing here?" Nuriel asked timidly.
"Based on a brat! You must be the one who's been influencing my son, right?" King Vervun was angry.
"A...What do you mean, Your Majesty?" Nuriel did not understand.