The Bloody Crown

BC 09

"Alphone, has our letter arrived yet?"

"Should've been Your Majesty"

"Hhmm. This must be interesting"

After speaking, the sound of booming laughter instantly filled the voice inside the room. The man who was sitting on his desk chair looked very excited and happy because he had a new toy.

"But it seems, those kids we can't underestimate, Your Majesty"

Shaking his wine glass, King Feroca gave a brief nod while grinning

"of course. You see how slippery their father and their beautiful, cunning mother are. They're not ordinary kids"

Alfon nodded as he poured gracefully back into King Feroca's glass.

"What are your next plans for Your Majesty?"

The Feroca King only grinned as he again sipped the contents of his glass.

--000--

It had been days or even weeks that Summer had been silent in her room. In the morning which is still quite dark today, with a luxurious dress that has been provided in the closet of his room that does not belong to anyone, and with the help of a few servants she doesn't want to know, Summer has just finished her hairdo.

With a graceful and cold face, Summer stepped back to the exit

"Let me open the door, Your Highness"

But Summer, who had suddenly become deaf, had never wanted to hear any sound since her arrival in Bosnia, opening the door without waiting for a servant who had tried to run as fast as possible to open the door. The other two servants there, immediately released whatever they were tidying up when they saw Summer's steps that immediately passed by bergitu just out the door.

"Where do you want your Highness?"

Summer's mouth remained silent, with her feet constantly stepping. Feeling that there was no answer, another servant asked

"Your Highness, do you want to sit in the park?"

The silence returned when Summer remained silent very reluctant to joke. And back, another servant took turns asking

"Your Highnesses.. Do you need anything? you want to take a walk in the palace?"

Summer said that she had become deaf when her body was in Bosnia. And of course any question the servants or anyone else asked, would not go into his ears. Even if he could hear, he would not intend to open his mouth.

Summer's steps remained moving, stepping and continuing to go round and round without direction. In fact, he has no direction and no purpose. Summer just wanted to measure and look around all the corners of the palace, or maybe blemish the way out in the palace?

Only Summer knows.

Until his steps had to be stopped when he saw the shocking scene in front of him. Next to the horse intals, in the bushes of the pasture that have turned yellow. A figure on the back of a man squeezing a woman's body on a wooden wall install a horse with the constantly moving hips swerving rapidly.

Summer's empty stomach almost spewed out its hull as it grew longer, the village's voice**n and groans grew stronger.

The three maids who kept following and trying to make the conversation on Summer grew louder and louder. The voices aimed for Summer to leave immediately and immediately closed her holy eyes from the immoral toton in front of her.

With the constantly turbulent hull wanting to come out of her mouth, Summer continued to tread gracefully. With a flat face, chin raised high, and with a return to his ears, Summer passed bergitu only two humans who are not much different like the mating dog.

The sound of footsteps, and Summer's figure with the servants who could finally be seen by the woman who was enjoying the rain, immediately made her flinch.

"Your Highness!! There's people!!"

The man who had been enjoying time at the end of his satisfaction, also immediately jolted. At the end, his line of sight could see the backs of the servants and Summer.

"Damn it!!"

The man cursed and quickly pulled away, stuffed his possessions into his pants, and instantly passed by leaving behind the woman who was his opponent. The woman dressed as a servant, with half her clothes down to her waist.

"Summer Princess!"

Summer's eyeballs slightly moved to the tail of her eyes as the voice, now marked, shouted her name.

The maids who did not give up following Summer's steps from behind, immediately stopped stepping when they saw and got the 'go' order from the second most respected person in Bosnia.

Summer was deaf, blind, and mute, not caring for the sound of the steps that had become silent. There was only one step that followed him, and the move caused Summer to start burning with anger until both of her hands clenched.

By continuing to walk quickly and gracefully, Summer was just silent. Even when the man suddenly appeared and walked next to him, Summer remained mute and deaf.

Feeling that he did not get an answer and did not even get the slightest response, the man spoke again.

"I hear you've become mute and deaf now?" The man smiled curiously. And with a quick movement, immediately pulled Summer's arm until Summer flinched and almost fell into the man's arms. The man smirked, while staring at Summer's flat face up close. Staring at Summer's pair of gray eyeballs that were now burning full of anger and resentment. "You can be mute and deaf to anyone, but not to your future fiancee"

Summer pulled away with all her strength, trying to saturate and rid herself of the man's dirty hands.

Seeing the signs of Summer's harsh rejection, the man immediately released his hand which made Summer's body instantly lunge to the ground.

Goddamnit! Summer rubbed her buttocks and waist as the pain swept over her. His gaze lifted, staring at the man who was leisurely just staring at Summer's disobedience.

The man smiled amusedly as he extended his hand. His hands were just wasted Summer. Karna Summer prefers to rise up on her own even with a little distress.

Seeing that real rejection, the hand clenched and pulled back to the side of his body. With her faded gel smile, her lips spoke casually.

"Hard-headed"

Summer's hand continued to clean the sides of her dress that was slightly dirty because of the ground, while again paying attention to her ears.

After feeling her dress back clean, Summer will again step up and twist her body but,

Again his arm was smothered by the hands full of immoral filth.

Summer's head turned. Staring at the face of the jerk man, his sizzling lips sharply

"Deliver"

"Ohh, you can talk it out"

While strengthening his check, the man laughed. The laughter made Summer look at him fiercely.

"What do you want Prince Regan to do?"

Hearing Summer finally say her name, the man, Regan. Slowly taking off his check while smiling

"Nothing, just want to accompany you for a walk?"

Feeling that no one else was blocking his steps, Summer turned back and immediately stepped up. His mouth again clenched with a hardened jaw. He really hates that guy, Regan!

Regan with lips that still smile following the steps of Summer who did not want to go anywhere. He became very curious about the youngest son of King Fredrick. I don't know why, but it looks like Rega's gonna have some fun toys.

--000--

On the other hand, Anastasia looked up at the guts of all the gentlemen who had arrived late to attend her invitation. He who had a gentle face and a gentle smile had lost his tenderness when someone he knew, came late and put on a grin that he remembered very much.

"Good day, Your Highness. Long time no see...."

With her hands firmly clenched, Anastasia rose from her seat. His feet that rose to their feet made all faces look at him questioningly.

"Yes.. Long time no see Sean. Are you late for cleaning up your foster father and mother's tomb?"

Anastasia's shocking speech made Sean's grin disappear instantly. Both of his eyes looked at Anastasia sharply full of probing. It was as if Sean really did not recognize the woman in front of him. The woman, who was small, had always been the target of Sean's torture. By calming down, Sean spoke again.

"Your father and your aunt Ana"

As the lips of Anastasia were drawn upwards, both eyes were as blue as the bright sky was shiny, her clenched hands were getting stronger

"Hmmm... The king failed and his mistress maxed you out? The king didn't beguna and the prostitute who stabbed my mother to take her to the throne?"

Seeing Sean's face that immediately tightened because of his speech, especially because of the whispering sounds that began to sound. Anastasia gracefully returned to her seat ignoring the man who was still standing with a face ready to explode with anger.

Anastasia calmly sat down while fumbling the pile of percements in front of her desk. Until he felt that the murderous gaze that was aimed at him had not stopped, Anastasia spoke again

"It seems, Marquess Sean will follow our meeting with a standing position. All right.. If so we start"

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