The Bloody Crown

BC 24

"What's your plan, Frans?"

"In early summer, we haven't had an archery festival yet. I will still hold an archery festival that is widely open, and invite other kingdoms"

Geogre's head nodded in understanding as he re-wiped his white beards.

"Hmm. yaa archery festival"

"Where's the fuck? do you have any other input?"

While looking back at Francesca, George's fingers began to scratch the wooden table and say

"good. That's a good plan. After all, Francia did need some entertainment after what happened. Invite ordinary people as we always do Frans"

Francesca's head quickly nodded in agreement.

"Yes go"

There was a moment of silence, until George spoke again.

"So.. How far have you been Frans?"

And that question, managed to make the flat face of Francesca changed. It's getting flatter and cooler.

"Yes Frans, how far along are you? Tell us.. pfftt!!"

Ferdinand's ridicule made George turn his head to look at him with both eyebrows raised high. Then his gaze returned to Francesca

"What is this Frans?"

With both eyes already glancing at Ferdinand with an extremely sharp gaze, Francesca's gaze also glanced at all the faces of the knight minus Tomy. Faces that seemed curious about the answer. Francesca took a deep breath to stretch out her calmness, then spoke very quietly. Very slowly

"He hasn't accepted it yet. Duke Hastings needs to think first"

Bra!kkkk!!

"Damn it rejects you!! rejecting my most beautiful granddaughter in this world huh?!!!"

And George's angry words that really came out of his heart, finally made the laughter that Ferdinand was holding back burst forth.

Francesca's two hands clinging to her stomach tightened. Although the look of his face still looks flat unreadable, but the stain of annoyance can be caught by those closest to him. Including Ferdinand who was getting more uproar, Edward who looked at him with a look of disbelief, and George who had looked at him with a dramatic sad look.

While continuing to be accompanied by the laughter of Ferdinand and the annoyed look of Francesca, George said very slowly, very, very slowly

"You're rejected, baby?"

"I'm not rejected!! he just needs to think of Gapa"

"Until when?"

And again. The words that came out of George's mouth, managed to make Ferdinand's laughter even more jarring. On the sidelines of his laughter, Ferdinand helped Francesca to answer the question George would not be able to answer the twin

"Until the dinosaurs returned to life. HAHAHA....."

Francesca furrowed both of her brows with both of her hands growing furrowed. George who saw if his favorite grandson was holding shame, although it would not be seen clearly by an outsider spy.

His hand was immediately raised onto Ferdinand's head

THE PLAAKK!!

Serving a warning blow instantly made Ferdinand clench his mouth while holding back his unfinished gel laugh. While glancing at the look of his gap that was already glaring to warn him, Ferdinand's hand rubbed the tail of his watery eyes.

Alright.he should be quiet before their long table behind by Francesca.

The situation began to return to silence, making George look at Carl. He seems to have to intervene.

"Carl"

Although confused because George suddenly called him, Carl immediately answered quickly

"Yes sir"

"Produce widely, really wide. If Her Majesy Queen Francesca is looking for her future husband and companion"

Carl's eyes were confused. Just like all the faces of the people who have faces there.

Similarly, Francesca who has furrowed both eyebrows while looking at George full of investigation

"Why?"

With lips that were already smiling curiously, George looked at Francesca fixedly, then explained

"They don't seem to want to bond well with us. They feel on the clouds because they have won and can have Summer. So to bond with you, especially to take off their main pawn that would definitely belong to Francia, Bosnia would definitely not be willing. Or maybe, the fucking Hastings are so smart that they don't want to get involved. If it's true that way, we need to give Frans-wadding" George's lips grinned. "We'll see if that bastard Hastings really can reject you. Replacing the prettiest girl in Francia"

It's a sneaky base! Edward cursed George in his heart. Look.. for the affairs of cunning things to ensnare and play with someone's feelings like this, George is indeed very more open than Fredrick. If Fredrick will play with stealth, but George from the Victorian era was very fond of directly igniting the fire

"But gapa, I want him to be my companion"

George's lips grew wider. The direction of his gaze stared at Francesca fixedly until narrowed. Because it seems, his favorite grandson has really made his choice. Not just for his plans, but for his own future.

And that thought, made George's coconut nod briefly. He became really curious about the form of the famous Bosnian bastard

"Just trust in gapa Sweetheart..."

George's greeting made Francesca glance at Ferdinand for a moment. Ferdinand who was in the lyrics just blinked both his shoulders indifferently. What can he be?

"All right, gapa"

"Hhmm. Then do your job, Carl. Make this news great"

Carl glanced at Francesca for a moment, then finally could only nod obediently

"Good, sir"

As if remembering something, George asked again

"Have you negotiated the plans for this festival with the nobles of the palace? What about dana?"

George's words, made Francesca immediately glance at Jeremmy. Jeremmy who understood, started to open his voice

"His Highness Prince Henry has arranged this matter, Mr. George. And the fund problem, is being worked on"

"Why not just use our personal funds? Our inheritance and birth money, I think is enough to make a massive pessimal"

Francesca and Ferdinand instantly glanced at each other for a moment.

True too... George had not heard of the loss of their personal money.

With the direction of the view that had returned to look at George, Francesca finally opened the secret they had stored. A secret that only he, Ferdinand, and Henry knew. Because it was their money.

"The safe deposit of our personal money is conceded and everything is lost, papa"

"What! why can???"

And true, the secret that yesterday still kept Francesca immediately made all the knights look at her with a face of disbelief. Especially George, whose face color has changed pias

"I don't know either"

"No way! the safe was only the royal nuclear family who knew the location and how to open it" George's head turned to Edward. "And only Edward knows?"

Francesca nodded confidently

"Yes gopa. We're still investigating it" too"

George's face was still white until his hands shook. And that sight, finally made Ferdinand ask George

"Why, are you okay?"

Both of George's eyes closed while taking a deep breath. He really looks very shocked.

Edward who saw that, swiftly and swiftly immediately poured tea into the cup and immediately gave it to George. His hand quickly reached into his dipping pocket to pick up a small tube containing many pills.

Seeing George still limp on the chair with both eyes closed, Edward spoke again with a tone and facial expression that was as anxious as all the faces of everyone there

"Mr George... Please drink your water and medicine"

Finally, after twice Edward thrust the cup and pill in his hand at George, George's eyes opened.

"Later Ed"

"Drink papa..." Ferdinand said as he turned his seat to George. His hand immediately grabbed both hands of George who felt cold in his grasp. Ferdinand's face now completely looked extremely frightened and anxious. "Come go.... Drink your medicine, then you better see first"

George still continued to take a deep breath while staring at the painting in front of him. His mind drifted far away.

If anyone can unlock personal secrets, the very personal secrets belong to the working nuclear family. Is this the question if there is an enemy in the blanket? Oh no!! no!!! George really did not want to have such suspicions on his family. This must be some kind of mistake.

Seeing George who was still silent with blank eyes that continued to look forward. Once again, with all his anxiety and fear, Ferdinand again wooed his gap

"Father.please get..drink, we're very anxious"

Both of George's eyes closed for a moment, until finally his head nodded and received the cup and pill from Edward's hands.

After seeing George taking the hot water and pills, Francesca said

"Ed, between the 'th gapa"

"No-no-no. I'm fine Frans"

"Ga"

"I'm fine Dinand, you guys calm down. I'm just a little surprised"

"But-"

"Ck! I said, I'm fine. I'm just a little surprised Dinand"

Seeing George who was very stubborn felt if he was okay. Ferdinand looked at Francesca.

Francesca who was asked for the decision finally could only throw a sigh of resignation.

"Alright. we continue the gapa"

George nodded briefly. A nod to George's preparedness made Francesca re-open their conversation casually

"It's about Ana Gapa. Lucas tells Ana that she got sick because she was too tired'

"Ana sick?"

"Four sick of gapa"

George's head nodded in understanding, then glanced at Ferdinand who had closed both eyes.

"What can I do for Frans?"

With one hand that had played the cup, Francesca spoke again

"I want you to ask Captain James or Uncle Gapa Steven to help Ana in Trancia. Not because I'm not sure if Ana can do it all by herself, but we're just worried that Ana will force herself to take care of Trancia who turns out to keep a lot of maggots in their skin"

With his fingers rolling back against the table, George stared fixedly at Francesca

"Steven and James will be tough Frans"

George's distant cousins, who also used to be George's chief advisors when he came to the throne, were difficult to persuade to return to the palace. But, uh,

"I'll meet them myself"

"What! gapa. they can die hangers when they see you who are still on this earth"

Ferdinand's speech made George chuckle amusedly while saying

"Just be wild. After all if I just sent letters, they wouldn't have anyone believe if there was a dead man who could send letters" George turned to Edward. "Ed, set up a secret meeting with Steven. Not James, he's a bad guy"

Edward nodded obediently

"Good, sir"

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Summer still peeked carefully. He was still standing behind the door of his room that opened slightly. Until she was sure enough and no longer saw the servants and bodyguards walking around the corridor, Summer finally walked out the door of her room.

Gnashing his coat, Summer began to step alone towards places in the part of Helsingr's palace that he had never explored.

Helsingr Palace is indeed very spacious and magnificent, not much different from the Royal Vancia palace. Until Summer has to little by little browse and remember all the points of the place well.

Summer's move went straight west. The place where the ballrom section and other corridors of the hall are in Herlsingr. Ignoring the gazes of the guards who continued to look at him in full search, Summer was dumb and kept on stepping.

When we were in the western corridor. Sure enough, if the Helsingr palace is indeed so magnificent that Summer cannot blink staring at all the carvings and paintings on the roof ceiling

While continuing to step and and enter the other corridor. The corridor, which seemed to be getting darker because it did not get moonlight, Summer continued to look around all the beauty of the carvings and pictures around.

And for the umpteenth time, Summer still continued to ignore the bodyguards who seemed to want to talk to her.

Summer who had put on a fierce and cold face. A hostile face that definitely made others reluctant to reprimand him.

Summer's move turned west again. A step that led him to a place that was further and further away from the moonlight. I don't know which direction to go. He only followed the stairs and corridors as a guide.

And it turns out, what Summer found there, made her lips smile.

Many statues along the way, many paintings that this time very familiar. Paintings depicting the journey to the Golgotha hill

Until Summer came to the front of a large door guarded by beautiful sculptures. The statue that seems to be a symbol of the doorman there

Statue of Archangel Michael stepping on the traitor, the dragon, and the ancient serpent.

Summer's hand is outstretched, holding Angel Michael's spear ready to hit the ancient serpent, the devil. His eyes closed, and his mouth began to mutter

"Our Michael Angel, Lord's army chief. Please pray for me and my entire family in our battle. Help us win all of this. Please pray to God, please give us the strength to resist those demons"

"So you want to win against the devil?"

A voice that suddenly answered his words, making Summer immediately surprised until it felt almost dead. Summer's heart seemed almost dislodged with a face that had changed pias.

Looking at the surprised face, Summer's sideways gesture lurched onto the floor with a hand that held onto her chest. The owner of the voice was almost broken. With an amused smile imprinted on his lips, he immediately spoke

"Oohh. Sorry Princess Summer. I opened Archangel Michael. Did I surprise you?"

Summer who was mending her facial features and trying to muffle her surprise, looked at the owner of the damn voice who was enjoying her shock.

"What are you doing here Prince Richard?"

Still with lips that smiled amusedly, Richard immediately followed Summer's steps that had moved in an annoyed motion.

"Shouldn't I ask that question?"

Summer ignored Richard and continued to step up. In addition to being embarrassed by what Richard said if Summer had thought that his voice was the voice of Michael's angel, Summer was also upset because Richard kept smiling amusedly and almost laughed at him.

Feeling that if you do not get a response and even continue to be ignored, Richard said again

"I can tell you how to win the war against the devil, just like Angel Michael and the other angels of heaven did. To win the battle"

Richard's words made Summer's steps stop. His head turned to look at Richard who was already standing next to him

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