The Marrying The Prince
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Kenna awoke from her sleep when she heard the sounds of a small commotion inside Ferdinand's room. His two eyes that were still sleepy circulated his gaze when he saw the motion of someone in the room.
"Dinand?"
A person called by his name did not care, and was only busy wearing his clothes after before, he had just finished a bath. Kenna, who had found no response, continued to look at Ferdinand in confusion.
After Ferdinand did not return to his room last night, in the dark morning, Ferdinand was already busy preparing to leave? What time is it now?
"You're going to Dinand?"
And again, the person asked the question remained silent and began to wear his coat. Kenna bit her lips as Ferdinand just went through the bed to head for the exit. What's the matter? why didn't Ferdinand even want to see it?
Ferdinand strode quickly down the stairs, his unasleeping self could no longer wait. He had to meet, bring home, and if necessary, praise his wife to be willing to return to the castle, to their home.
Ferdinand's hands clenched, a thick sigh of pain and a condition of fear filled every inch of his chest. Somehow he kept feeling this fear after hearing the story of Stephen, but obviously, anything he would do to get Anastasia to forgive him.
As he said, Anastasia is his wife, his, forever. And so after last night having found Anastasia's empty room, and almost burning the castle to force one to open one's mouth, this morning even when the sun was still timidly peeking, he was going to the palace. This must be what caused Solar to be absent, the bastard must have been afraid to return after bringing Anastasia to the palace.
Ferdinand started racing his horse quickly, he had to be quick. Because every second that passes just sends pain and fear in his feelings. His wife who lived far away from him made him very unsettled, especially when recalling his animal behavior yesterday afternoon. Ferdinand was nibbling strongly on his inner cheek as he recalled what he was doing, he was truly a jerk and not much different from a no-nonsense beast.
"Oohh Lord, allow me to fix everything, help me just this once, this time I will really keep my oath to You, and my promise to Uncle Henry"
--000--
The sun this morning is still shy peeking in the eastern horizon and has not yet intended to move to climb up into the sky. Fredrick had just put on his shirt when Jeremmy knocked and came to his room. While combing her hair that was still as dense as the night sky at her young age, her mouth finally made a sound.
"Why?"
"Last night, there was a Chasembord servant who said that His Highness raged last night because no one opened their mouths to tell the whereabouts of Her Highness, Your Majesty"
Fredrick began to look back at his appearance. Which makes Jeremmy wonder, what kind of important guest will come to make his master so very attentive to appearance?
"Then?"
With a line of sight that kept glancing at Fredrick, Jeremmy reopened his voice
"It seems, this morning His Highness will come alone to the palace, Your Majesty"
"Surely he will come. Anyway I never asked you to bring him here Jer"
--000--
Hours go by with anxiety, anxiety, and fear. Tomy glanced back at Ferdinand, as the sound of a chair drag made a commotion inside there.
With anxiety that could not be controlled anymore, Ferdinand continued to walk there and there, his feet continued to circle around the workspace of King Fredrick who had no idea what fungis
"Actually where is His Majesty, Tom?"
Tomy, who had been asked for the umpteenth time, remained silent. Even his mouth did not open in the slightest when Ferdinand often asked him to speak, Tomy was silent and just continued to stand upright like a tree in the garden.
Until the sound of the door being opened, Ferdinand immediately turned around. From the door, Fredrick finally entered with Jeremmy directly taking the furthest position, very far from their reach. Ferdinand's forehead frowned as Tomy went straight out looking down, without any excuse or trite admonition to Fredrick as he should have
Because he could not wait anymore and could not think of anything else, Ferdinand ignored the rules and immediately opened his voice
"I'd like to meet Ana, Your Majesty"
Hearing Ferdinand's voice, Jeremmy regressed his steps back to the corner of the wall, Jeremmy began to look down while cursing Ferdinand in his heart, Ferdinand who was really tired of living. Fredrick was still silent while taking off his coat, and began to roll up his shirt sleeves.
Feeling unable to get an answer and unable to read his father's relaxed countenance, Ferdinand re-opened his voice
"I want to meet my wife Your Majesty, where is she now?"
After all the sleeves of his shirt were ready, Fredrick started to unbutton his shirt with a cold speech
"Why are you looking for me?"
Fredrick's cold voice made Ferdinand gulp his saliva violently.
"I heard if he went to the palace yesterday?"
"And why was she here when her husband was home?"
Ferdinand looked at Fredrick who was already shaking his waist and looked at him flatly. And that gaze made Ferdinand take a deep breath.
"Color happens a little misunderstanding between-"
BRAAKKK!!
As fast as lightning, without being able to dodge it, Ferdinand's body instantly fell on the floor with the wooden splinters of the innocent chair that had just hit his body. Fredrick started his anger.
"Wrong little understanding huh!!"
BUGH!!
A single blow inevitably landed onto Ferdinand's face. Fredrick's hand pulled the collar off Ferdinand's coat while his son was still on the floor with a face that started bleeding
"What kind of petty misunderstanding did you get your wife battered by Ferdinand?"
BUGH!!
"You feel great because you're male and stronger?!!!"
BUGH!!
After two blows floated onto his face, Ferdinand began to understand now. If his father had lost his composure. Still in the grasp of Fredrick's hands, Ferdinand tried to open his mouth which began to be filled with a sense of carnation
"I'm out of control. Sorry"
BUGH!
BRAAAKKKKKKKKKKK!!!
Ferdinand's body bounced off as a foot floated on his stomach, until a table where the parchment box was placed split in half with Ferdinand's body on the side of the table.
"My whole life!! All my life I have never dared to lay my hands on a weak woman. And you!!!"
Fredrick stepped up and re-raised his bogem
BUGH!!!
"You dare lay your hands on a weak woman and that's YOUR OWN WIFE SHIT!!!"
BUGH!! BUGH!!
BUGH!!
BRAKKK!!!!
Ferdinand's coughing voice began to sound as two punches in the chest, and one kick in the stomach came back he got. Ferdinand again felt his body drift apart the moment again, Fredrick pulled both collars of his coat. Fredrick stared at the two eyeballs as the color of his wife's eyes coldly, very coldly
"You are useless! a useless man!" Fredrick searched and pulled Ferdinand's collar closer and closer. "You humiliated me! you disgusting coward!!"
BUGH!!!
One bogem landed again onto Ferdiand's face which made his head bounce to the side. Fredrick pulled back Ferdinand's collar so that his son's head looked back at him, staring at his anger
"You know what happens if Anastasia is a Princess from another kingdom and still has a family huh!! IS THIS YOUR BRAIN ONLY FILLED WITH FERDINAND SHIT!!"
BUGH!
BRAAAKKK!!
Back, one hot bogem Ferdinand got on his stomach until his body was thrown and shifted the closet. With a body that was starting to struggle and with a mouth that was starting to spit out blood, Ferdinand painstakingly opened his voice.
"I-I don't want another Princess or any woman. I just want Ana, give me my wife back"
"Based on pig brains!!!"
BUGH! BUGH!!!
BRAAAKKKK!!!
"You said you wanted your wife, huh! YOU WANT YOUR WIFE TO TORTURE HER PHYSIQUE AND FEELINGS HAH!!"
BUGH!
"YOU BROUGHT YOUR PREGNANT WOMAN TO YOUR HOUSE!!! ASKING YOUR WIFE TO ACCEPT THE DAMNED CHILD!! ASKING YOUR WIFE TO INSULT YOUR PROSTITUTE SISTER AS HER FAMILY!!!!!"
BUGH!!
"WHERE'S YOUR BRAINS!! IS THAT SHIT ON YOUR HEAD!!"
BUGH!! BUGH! BUGH!! BUGH!!
Jeremmy instantly closed his eyes while continuing to look down as the sound of the punch changed. This time, without daring to see even if he knew if Fredrick's feet must have started to step on the body? a face? a stomach? I don't know... Jeremmy didn't want to watch and preferred to be a tree.
"SUBSTANTIAL CHILD IS EMBARRASSING!! YOU'RE THE DUMBEST BASTARD I'VE EVER MET!! WHY CAN I HAVE A FUCKING KID LIKE YOU HUH!!"
BUGH!! BUGH!! BUGH!! BUGH!!
BUGH!! BUGHHHH!!
BRAAKKK!!!
"I told you not to impregnate anyone!"
BUGGGHHHHH!!
"AND I TOLD YOU NEVER TO MAKE MY WIFE CRY!!! YOU'RE A FUCKING KID!!"
BUGH!! BUGH!! BUGH!!
BRAAAKKKKK!!!
BUGH! BUGH!!
"IN MY LIFETIME I HAVE NEVER ONCE MADE MY WIFE CRY!! JUST THINK ABOUT IT I'M SCARED!! HEART HURTS!! AND YOU-"
Fredrick pulled back Ferdinand's collar when he saw his son who was starting to be unable to focus. When their line of sight met, suddenly George said not to raise a monster ringing in Ferdinand's head because, the two gray eyeballs were already shiny filled with embers of anger that Ferdinand had never once seen and imagined
"AND YOU MADE HER CRY!!! YOU MADE MY WIFE FEEL GUILTY AND FAILED! YOU HURT YOUR BROTHER! YOUR WIFE! AND EVEN YOUR OWN MOTHER IS A JERKKKK!!!"
BUGH! BUGH!!! BUGH!!
BRAKKK!!
"You fucking pig!!"
BUGH!! BUGH!! BUGH!!! BUGH!!! BUGH!!
"Death Ferdinand! die down!! a useless child like you would rather die!! I don't need a kid like you!!"
BUGH! BUGH!! BUGH!! BUGH!!!
"DEATH FERDINAND!!!!!!!!"
With his tree body and head still lowered, Jeremmy began to bite his lips because of the fear and horror that spread all over his body. Jeremmy had also been a knight on the battlefield when Ferdinand's age, their bodies had been trained to withstand blows so as not to easily die just because of blows but, as a child, they were trained to withstand the blows, what is a fatal problem here because the hit is a former Francia war monster that until now no one has been able to have that nickname. Jeremmy was afraid that Ferdinand would really die, but what could he do? meddling in the same way as fighting the King and scraping his absolute loyalty and obedience? Big no's! the hundreds of millions no!! He lived for Francia and the King's order, so the best way Jeremmy could help now was to pray. May God send down an angel who can stop Fredrick.
"WAKE UP!! WAKEUP!!"
BUGH!
"WHY DON'T YOU HIT ME LIKE YOU HIT YOUR WIFE HAHH!!"
BUGH!! BUGH!!
"CHALLENGE ME!! HIT ME LIKE YOU RAISED YOUR FUCKING HAND ON HIS FACE!"
BUGH!! BUGH!!
"TORTURE ME LIKE YOU TORTURED YOUR WIFE!!"
BUGH! BUGH!!
Ferdinand began to lose his consciousness, his ears started to continue buzzing, the direction of his gaze started to blur and heavy, his head started to float could not feel anything, he could not feel anything, his chest began to have more difficulty breathing because there may be some ribs broken, his legs can not be moved with hands that are not much different.
Aahhh... will he really die at the hands of his father?? Alright... Ferdinand had no problem with that, because now he could see everything from every utterance and shout of his father, if he was indeed a pig-brained and a useless son. Ferdinand had resigned himself to dying now but, before he died could he meet Anastasia for a moment? let him ask permission to just apologize and say something new in his consciousness after his head was hit, saying if he loved his wife who had been out of nowhere. If that can't be, please allow him to look at his wife's face for a second, no problem. Please God, just this once, Ferdinand was eager to see his wife, just a little bit.
BUGH! BUGH! BUGH!
TOK TOK TOK
Fredrick's legs came to a halt and floated in the air as the sound of knocking on the door sounded
"Your Majesty, our guest has arrived"
And a voice that sounded from behind the door, made Jeremmy shout 'ameeennn!' to finish the prayer in his heart. Because the angel sent by God has indeed come down at the door. Jeremmy finally dared to raise his head to look at Fredrick by passing the sight of a slump of body covered in blood on the floor. When he saw Fredrick's head nodding while cleaning the traces of blood on both hands and faces, Jeremmy immediately opened the door that was knocked Victoria.
When the door opened, Victoria simply stared at the scene in front of her flatly, then politely turned her body around
"I'm sorry if the 'slightly' room is messed up"
Victoria's guests simply nodded with a warm smile, the kind of smile of sincere hospitality that contained nothing. Seeing that smile, Victoria smiled as she took a polite gesture to let her in.
Jeremmy who was already standing with full gesture of politeness beside the door to open the way, saw that. Seeing how Queen Victoria Francia's chauffeur to a middle-aged male guest looked... emm?
Not enough confusion and surprise Jeremmy, now King Fredrick owner Francia, Vancia and Trancia has returned to look neat while smiling diplomatically welcoming the guest, from the front door directly!!
Guests who had seen Fredrick looming in front of the door smiled as they spoke calmly
"Good morning, Your Majesty King Fredrick"
"Good morning.... Previously, because I thought you would arrive this afternoon, please forgive if the dear room is 'a little' messy"
After saying that, Fredrick went straight inside. The new guest also took Fredrick's steps but, the direction of his gaze moved to look at the damage 'a little' as mentioned by the King and Queen, in fact, the place was almost half destroyed by it.... a corpse?
Victoria who saw if her guests were surprised to see a figure lying on the floor immediately opened her voice
"I'm sorry if 'he' surprised you"
With a warm smile back up, the guest nodded as he stepped back to the meeting table of the room that was still intact. Jeremmy swiftly pulled out the seats for the King, Queen, and guests.
Now, the three of them were already sitting on chairs while waiting for the waiter to serve the contents of the table. Ignoring the terrifying sight of someone who was occasionally newest and wriggling. Until all was done, Fredrick began to open his voice
"How was your trip?"
The man returned a warm smile, the kind of smile that made Fredrick quiver because it was too clean, too sincere, and too warm.
"Everything is smooth, Your Majesty. Thanks to an invitation from Francia, I was able to be comfortable during my eight-day trip"
Fredrick's head nodded briefly
"Please father, taste our simple dishes"
Still with a warm smile that continued to make Fredrick shiver, the man's hand began to lift his teacup. Fredrick glanced at Victoria who was just silently staring blankly at the front, then reopened her voice
"Can we start father?"
"Please Your Majesty, I am always at your service"
Holding back all the creeps from the quiet voice and gentle gaze his guests gave him, Fredrick began to open their official conversation politely, very politely.
"Before, I thank you for coming you who have come far. Roman to Francia I know pretty tiring father"
Fredrick's stale words made Jeremmy instantly flinch, aahh. But, the shock was not only Jeremmy's, but Ferdinand's, in the midst of his awareness that had entered the apathy scale, his eyes immediately responded and his ears immediately looked out with the word 'Roman' 'father'
"No matter Your Majesty, I may not feel displeased when the famous King of Francia calls me"
From the tail of his eyes, Fredrick glanced at Ferdinand's movements on the floor, then returned a voice.
"Thank you father for the flattery"
'Father' nodded briefly and directly took out something from his coat. Take out a small white parchment that is stored neatly and rolled with a thick cloth. It looked ordinary and not special, but it was able to make Ferdinand's heart ready to fall into his stomach.
"This is the answer written directly by Father Pope to answer the letter sent Her Highness Princess Anastasia, Your Majesty"
Fredrick grinned as he looked at Ferdinand who was already staring at the parchment with a deathly pale face behind all the red color that was pouring out.
"Father Pope has answered. Then father Abraham, sa-"
Fredrick had not had time to finish his speech, a pair of hands immediately coiled at his feet, not only that, the sound of stuffing also made Ferdicak immediately close his mouth.
"I'm guilty. I'm guilty papa.. please don't.. please don't... I love him papa. help me. help me. I'm sorry.. I love Ana. Don't cancel our wedding, help me just this once, help me...."
Under Fredrick's feet, Ferdinand kept begging, crying, and sobbing bitterly. Victoria was silent with her eyes staring blankly ahead, Jeremmy closed his eyes with resignation, Fredrick glanced at Cardinal Abraham who looked at Ferdinand with a sad look, then returned Fredrick's gaze with a sincere smile. Fredrick knew the meaning of that smile, the smile that became the answer in the parchment, the real answer that Fredrick could already know without the need to read.
"Give me a chance..just this once papa..I will change, I will love my istiku more than anything.I will treat it very well.please ak-"
Ferdinand's words stopped as he coughed. Coughing that sounds a condition of pain due to severe damage. And that heartbreaking sight, immediately made Cardinal Abraham step down from his chair and embrace Ferdinand
"Father please.I plead guilty, I am very guilty, please do not accept the annulment of the marriage, I love my wife father, I'm gonna fix everything, ak-"
And Ferdinand's voice stopped, becoming the end as well for the rest of his energy. Jeremmy drew closer to Ferdinand, who had fallen into the hands of Cardinal Abraham, examined his pulse, and examined his breath.
"His Highness Fainted Your Majesty"
Fredrick snorted in dislike as he folded his hands together in front of his chest.
"Bring him Jer"
When Jeremmy was about to bring Ferdinand's body, Cardinal Abraham's move would help but,
"It's okay father, he's a man and a knight. Things like this are common for us. If you help him, his pride must be hurt"
Cardinal Abraham finally released Ferdinand with a worried and very forced look. A hundred thousand percent look and look showed that sincerity, making Fredrick rub his hands with great goosebumps. Goddamnit! he really couldn't meet such a good person!
Upon seeing Jeremmy take Ferdinand with great difficulty away, Cardinal Abraham immediately returned to his place.
"Let's continue father Abraham" Seeing Cardinal Abraham's nodding head, Fredrick said again. "So what was Father Pope's decision?"
"I'm sure you know Your Majesty too. According to canon law, if the annulment of a marriage for reasons that are not sterility can never occur until death separates, so-" Cardinal Abraham handed back the parchment he had carried from afar. "Mediation is the answer of Father Pope" Cardinal Abraham again smiled warmly, his eyes radiating a sincerity with his calm voice that spoke again. "I can still see a lot at this Your Majesty's wedding"
Fredrick's head only nodded originally with a face that looked unsurprised. His hand picked up the parchment politely.
--000--
On the other hand, Kenna who had just finished drinking the water with the help of the maid, directly dropped the glass from her hand until the glass broke into pieces on the floor. Both of his eyes were rounded with a frozen body when he saw the existence of someone who had somehow been next to his bed.
With a flat face and a position that continues to stand gracefully. Her two beautiful gray eyeballs looked at Kenna coldly, with her voice sounding no less cold
"Hello miss Kenna. Still remember me?
Both of Kenna's hands tightly shook her blanket, her lips that began to tremble softly
"Yo-your Highness Crown Princess Francesca"
Half the corners of Francesca's lips were drawn on her flat face...
Finally, Francesca was reunited with this witch woman..
The woman who was sworn in...
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