The Marrying The Prince

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Monalisa Arathorn, the wife of Arthur Arathorn, still does not believe the contents of the letter that has just been read. A letter with an ordinary envelope, without a seal, without luxury, and looks without any special things but, sent from the most important person in Francia. The successful letter gave the news until Arthur continued to curse loudly.

"I'm so sure Mona. I'm very sure when taking care of Her Majesty who is pregnant first, I've given the best of all the best for her, especially to meet the nutrients of the content"

Mona folds back the letter in her hand, a letter that has indeed reported amazing news for them. With a gentle smile, Mona rubbed her husband's shoulder

"You must have given me the best, baby, I'm sure. But the problem is they're on their own" Mona moves her hand to Arthur's back and re-strokes him. "Look at how far their differences in intelligence are. Her Highness Princess Francesca and His Highness Prince Ferdinand. The difference is definitely because when they are still in the content of Her Highness can always seize more important nutrients. Of course His Highness will only get the rest that he has shown the effect now. Residual brain"

Mona's sharp and quite rude remarks made Arthur almost speechless. His wife who rarely made that comment this time must have been very furious.

"That's a little rough darling"

Mona blinked her shoulders nonchalantly and again grabbed the letter paper. Then wagged the letter paper in front of his slightly reddened face. Arthur knew that the red color was on his wife's face now, out of anger

"I need to talk to Lottie, Archi"

"Come"

"Nope! you don't have to interfere, honey. It's a woman's business. It's a woman's problem"

Ok well.. okay.... Arthur could only nod if so. Although his wife was quite quiet, but his wife once said that she liked Anastasia enough. What else this matter has concerned a woman, a wife whose pride is being trampled like trash by her husband.

"Hhmm... Don't be too hard, dear?"

Mona ignored her husband's request. His steps quickly led to the back garden of the Albany castle. The place where Charlotte and their children were playing.

***

Dinner this time turned out to be nothing like Anastasia's calculations. He thought, this dinner table will be very crowded like last noon but, this time it is not. Everyone looked calm as they moved their spoons and forks in silence.

This time, the dining table seats were only filled with three people. It is a wonderful sight to see all eyes.

Husband wife and lover.

Miris and pathetic when in public your husband threw dirt on your face, without the need to bother hiding how worthless you are in his eyes.

On the sidelines of her flesh chewing, Anastasia smiled wryly as the thought flashed. Especially when he saw how Kenna can look very comfortable when on their sidelines. Whether what was on the woman's mind and heart, it felt like Anastasia wanted to give her a round of applause. For her who could still always be calm and peaceful, not to mention in her current situation, she dared to openly be able to ask for the attention and protection of Ferdinand, the husband of others.

Anastasia did not know what the servants did when only a few hours Kenna and Elsa were in the castle. He knew that if the servants began to whisper in a voice that could be heard, they began to stare with gazes that clearly reflected their feelings, and they very clearly show a motion that suits their mind.

Feeling unable to swallow any special menus that felt bland in her mouth, Anastasia gracefully flipped her spoon and fork.

Ferinand glanced at Anastasia's plate when he noticed Anastasia's motion of drinking her water, then rubbed the corners of her lips.

"I'm done eating and very sleepy. So I say goodbye first, Your Highness"

After saying that, Anastasia straightened her feet and was ready to vanish from there as soon as possible but,

"I want to talk to you about something"

Ferdinand's voice made Anastasia stop for a moment, then move back with a short nodding head

After Anastasia left, Kenna's deep breathing was heard. Ferdinand who also had no appetite anymore to finish his meal, immediately flipped the cutlery while making a sound.

"Why?"

Kenna glanced around for a moment, then slightly brought her body closer to Ferdinand to whisper

"Can't we sleep together tonight?"

The movement of Ferdinand's hand that was rubbing the corners of his lips came to a halt

"There's a lot of eyes and ears here Kenna"

Kenna gave a rough snort while flipping her fork spoon

"Here is your power, why are you afraid? After all, all the residents here already know who I am. As they have whispered since my arrival, I am a His Highness whore"

"Kenna....."

"So let this bitch do her job"

As a result of the napkin being slammed firmly on the table, the sound of spoons and forks clanking strongly on the plate jolted everyone. Including Kenna who has now closed her mouth.

"Finish your meal. And don't talk about shit anymore"

Ferdinand immediately moved out of his chair without looking back at Kenna, at Kenna who was staring at his back with a look of annoyance. And not for long.the servants there immediately in action. Some of them immediately left and some of them still stayed there to whisper loudly.

The sad Kenna knew that this would happen when she parted from Ferdinand immediately got up from her seat, rising violently until the sound of the whistling of the best manohi wooden chair echoed.

"I who is only a servant can be even more graceful than him"

"Hey! don't compare our honorable work that could serve a working family to a cheap prostitute"

"Haha... oups! Youre right. A prostitute has the ability to open her legs"

"Bukhah....."

"On point! Haha"

And voices like that started to always pop over every trace of Kenna's steps inside her new home, the castle she now desperately wanted to have in her possession.

--000--

Anastasia was still staring straight ahead, towards the connecting door of the room. He who was already sitting in Ferdinand's room work chair, kept waiting quietly for Ferdinand who had not yet opened his voice. Until finally, Ferdinand's long breath sounded.

"I want you to be nice while they're here"

"Okay, Your Highness"

"Why didn't you tell me about those letters?"

This time, Anastasia did not immediately reply. There was silence for a few seconds, until Anastasia's voice was heard

"Sorry Your Highness"

Anastasia's nonchalant response made Ferdinand start to get upset

"I asked why Ana. Why didn't you tell me about those letters? why are you hiding it?" Ferdinand snorted in annoyance. "I'm sure you read the contents"

The two hands of Anastasia on top of his lap were clenched, as all the pain started to creep up on his chest

"I'm sorry, Your Highness"

BRACKET!

The shaking of the table and the body of Ferdinand who had stood up from his chair with eyes that looked at Anastasia sharply, in fact did not make Anastasia flinch in the least.

"I asked why you didn't tell me about the letters Ana! Why don't you tell me they've lost their store and their house! They almost became vagabonds! they almost ate in the trash! S-me"

"My color doesn't matter"

The flat voice and the content of Anastasia's words made Ferdinand look at her with a look of disbelief

"You... You're missing Ana!! Don't you have a heart huh?!"

Anastasia's line of sight remained unchanged, she still did not want to look at Ferdinand, as if the connecting door of their room was more attractive than anything, more important than anything

"I don't have a heart for them, Your Highness"

BRAAAKKKK!!!

"YOU KNOW THAT KENNA IS PREGNANT WITH MY FETUS! AND BECAUSE OF YOU SHE ALMOST LOST THAT FETUS ANA!!"

Anastasia knew, she even knew that first on Ferdinand's appeal. That's why every night Anastasia prayed, always begging for the only place she could complain and ask, asking for strength so that she could accept the reality, he said, asking for strength so that whatever happens he can still breathe properly. But tonight, after actually hearing firsthand someone mention it, once there's someone who's really made that clear, it's even more than who the remark came out of. Any kind of pain quickly gnawed at all corners of Anastasia's heart, fattening and trampling her heart which instantly made Anastasia's point of view quickly blurry.

"Take me Ana!"

"What do you want to hear?" With both eyes already full, Anastasia finally looked at Ferdinand. "What do you expect? do you expect a wife who willingly gives letters from her husband's lover, while telling every detail how her husband's lover who continues to miss hugs, kisses, caresses, lovemaking, and how hot was her husband when he was in bed with his girlfriend?"

"Ac-"

"Or you want me to come at you with a cheerful face while saying if. Ferdinand, look at the letter from your lover! Look how much he wants to meet you Ferdinand! or do you want me to explain in detail how your hot activities in bed as your lover wrote in his letters? Your despicable deeds that finally produced that result?"

"WANA!!"

Anastasia could no longer hold herself back, holding herself back from composure as her feet stood up from the chair to return Ferdinand's gaze coldly, staring coldly from his two eyes that had already spilled warm liquid.

"Do you also want me to say, Ohh congratulations my husband! you and your lover will soon become parents!!! Congrats! I am so happy that you have become a father!!. DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY THAT!!"

BRAKKK!!!

"You know that's not what I'm arguing about Ana!! Wh-"

Ferdinand's mouth instantly clenched, Ferdinand could no longer continue his words when he heard the strong rascals echoing, as he looked at Anastasia who was chuckling strongly while caressing roughly both of his cheeks. Ferdinand's mouth was moody, a stifling sigh began to devour his lungs.

"DWell....."

Ferdinand's shrill voice that was out of nowhere made Anastasia stop chuckling. His gaze looked back at Ferdinand,

"Please don't be too cruel Your Highness. Don't shred my pride so cruelly. Let me continue to do my right as a wife, although from now on everything will change"

After she finished speaking, Anastasia immediately ran towards the connecting door. Opening the door quickly and directly slamming the door strongly, very strongly.

Himself who had survived as hard as ever finally fell. Anastasia's legs could no longer bear to hold all her weight. Anastasia fell on the cold carpet, Anastasia curled up on the empty carpet

The sound of a strong sobbing, the sound of a stifled scream, the sound of a hand continuously beating the chest continued to fill the entire corner of Anastasia's room.

If only Anastasia had parents who loved her, she would now have a place to complain and cry. If Anastasia had a loving family, she would have had a place to ask for help and protection but, the word 'if only' would still be a hope for Anastasia. The hope that comes at any moment cannot be owned by him.

"Please God. This is sick..."

Anastasia continued to beat her stifling chest, her cries continued to resound strongly, her agonizing screams continued to fill the silence and coldness of the night. In every wound throughout her life, Anastasia could only embrace herself.

Ferdinand was still standing still with both hands clenched firmly. His heart kept screaming if he was wrong, his head kept saying it was okay, and his ego kept whispering if what he did was right, everything he did was right because he was the man in charge. But still, his chest felt more pain and tightness, the shadow of the face full of Anastasia's destruction made him even more unable to breathe properly.

--000--

On the other side of the late spring night, Carl was still standing looking at Fredrick's back who was just silent with his gaze fixed on the night sky.

"What should I do with Your Majesty?"

There was no answer to any of Carl's questions. Minutes continued to pass, tens of minutes began to live in the depths of Fredrick who just stood in his place while continuing to look at the deep sky. And that inertia, it's already answered Carl's question.

Carl immediately bowed obediently.

"Good Your Majesty... Then I say goodbye. During the night"

---000---

Tonight, is the first night Kenna can enjoy the full enjoyment of the luxury of her new home. Kenna's hand continued to lift upwards, staring at the ring that never once escaped her. His other hand rubbed his stomach slowly which was still flat.

"My son, you really like to live close to your father yaa" Kenna's lips curled upwards, her eyes twinkling brightly. "Mom promised to keep it all. Mom and Dad promised to make you happy. From now on, nothing will ever separate us from your father, baby"

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