Chapter 68: Persistent To Kill?

As prince Cyrus walked forward in the lobby of his castle, he had carried an aloof look. Moreover, His demon had changed entirely where the sweet and the teasing guy was already lost into the night. He wasn't the same vampire, who Alice witnessed. 

With this distant look, he walked to his general who also bowed at him upon his arrival. 

"My prince, your presence earlier in the morning?' the general can't help but ask with uncertainty. 

"I want to know who was given the task to decorate my room? Who has done everything out there?" This question made general confusion. 

Doubt was clearly written on his face where they can't help but wonder what made the prince enquire about such an unimportant task? 

While he remained quiet throughout, the Prince's eyebrow lifted, "I asked you something. Who was the person?"

"I have no idea about that, Prince Cyrus. I think ladies will be able to answer your question in a much better way and give you a certain answer." He wasn't interested in beating around the bush. 

With the thought that since his prince is asking about the same, it must be of chief concern. 

Otherwise, why will he bother with such a minor task? But on the second note, he recalled that he wasn't alone anymore.. 

'Has something happened to her Highness?' No No, he immediately dropped the hint from his mind. 

If that was the case, their Prince would have already raged up. After all, despite being into the alliance, she was his wife and for her sake, he won't commit any crime either.

On The Other hand, Prince Cyrus's lips turned into a thin line. With his hands forming into a fist, his jaw tightened as he got a negative answer for his general. 

Without muttering anything else, he passed away from there to come near the Royal kitchen of the ladies. On his presence out there, many maids were taken back. It was rare for any Prince to come in the Kitchen since they were keen on being served in their chamber itself.

As the head maid saw him, she walked closer while keeping her head down, "Is Prince in need of something?"

"I was looking to see lady Aura or lady Ashley. Are they here?" he enquired with the same serious tone, to which the handmaid shook her head, "They aren't here. But if you want, I can call them for you.... they must be somewhere in their chamber right now," 

"Alright, please ask them to meet me in the Garden on the left. I'll be waiting for their arrival." With this, he left after passing his order. 

As per his command, the head maid had sent one of the maids in their respective chambers to call them out and add the wordings. As they all heard that Cyrus is interested in having one on one conversation with them, without any hesitation, both the ladies had shown up at the garden to have the sight of Prince Cyrus' back. 

Lady Ashley shot lady Aura a glance, and they both talked with their eyes. With the same, both of them once again averted her gaze to stare at Cyrus's back. "You called us, Cyrus." Ashley broke the silence. 

When their voice traveled to their ears, he turned around to stare at them, giving a nod. "I have a question for both of you." 

"Ask straight away, Prince Cyrus." Lady Aura maintained the same formalism between them, yet her speech was still sweet. 

In return, Cyrus took a step closer to them, with his hands tucked behind his attire. His eyes shining bright, when he opened his mouth, "Who was the one who had decorated my chamber for the night?" 

"Why? What happened? didn't you light that?" It was Ashley, who found this to be lewd. Did he seriously not like his chamber to be decorated with flowers? 

For once she could believe that he might not have a taste of the flowers but they were roses...she knew perfectly that they were his favorite one! 

But in contrast to her expectation, Cyrus maintained the same expressions throughout the conversation, "You are wrong, I never said that I don't like them if you think that is the reason. I just wish to learn who did such wonderful preparations." Only a genius can know that his words were blurted in a sarcastic manner. 

The ladies weren't a fool to not learn the same way when they straightened up their backs to comment, "It's the head Queen herself who said that she will take up took work. I know that it might be odd for her to do so, but she insisted so I let her do the same." Lady Aura answered, keeping a polite tone. 

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But there was no way Prince Cyrus was sarcastic in her speech. His eyes glittered with a mist as he asked, "And…she took the help of any of yours?" 

"No, she was persistent to do it herself. I did think of proving my helping hand but she was, as you know her attitude very well." Lady Ashley knew she could be open with this prince and it didn't occur to her as well. 

In her eyes, she had taken her as her son, since she had no child of her own. For her, he was not only the eldest prince but also someone close to her. For him, and his bride to be, she had hoped to do the work of the chamber herself but Queen Elizabeth had snatched the right from her. 

It wasn't only hard to objectify but Prince Cyrus had the answers he needed for himself. 

Nodding his head, he shook his head, "I'll be meeting you both at breakfast. Please excuse me."

Saying this, he passed from there, where both ladies stopped in confusion. Staring at each other, they had no idea what had just taken place even. "Do you think that the Queen has done something against him??" It was Lady Ashley, who asked with concern.

In return, Lady Aura kept her neutral expression. But her brows did shift from its place, "I don't know. But I can already realize that…Prince Cyrus already knows the real culprit and he is… solid about it…"

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Meanwhile, Prince Cyrus straightway went out of the Queen Elizabeths' chamber, before he knocked on the door. 

On hearing the knock, Queen Elizabeth, whose maids were making her hair, did avert her gaze to find no one else but the Crown Prince Cyrus. On his arrival, a giant smile had traced her lips, "I'm so glad that Crown Prince Cyrus had done the honor of visiting my chamber. What the start of my day.. 

"If the Queen permits me to enter.." He asked, respectively, the touch she did with her sweet display, "Is there any need for you to ask? You are the prince, my eldest son, why even take permission for these things?"

Hearing this, Cyrus' lips curved and disappeared into the smirk. He did step inside to come straight to her but maintain a certain distance. His gaze traveled to see the two main commands made by the Queen. His eyes were also noted by Queen Elizabeth who motioned her maids to give them space for some time. 

Leaving both of them alone, the chamber's door was closed behind when Queen Elizabeth shifted her gaze at him, "Tell me, what happened to my prince?" 

"Were you the one who had actually decorated the entire chamber?" 

"It was me. I had taken up the task of decorating the beautiful chamber for you.'' The Queen answered with her confident grin. 

But on the other hand, Prince Cyrus's eyes were as sharp as any other knife. "You did it by yourself? I'm flattered that the Queen did so much for me.." Cyrus muttered, which brought a giant smile on the Queen's face. 

Her eyes sparkled like any other moon, but in contrast to her, Prince Cyrus's overall attitude was changing. "You don't have to say this. You are the Crown Prince. We all love you.." 

"Love?" Cyrus asked again, but this time, a scoff had left his lips. There was nothing more than laughing at this lady, who tried to act dumb as earlier.

"Queen Elizabeth, I found something really strong in my chamber..." he muttered, one to notice that her face had left all its color. 

Despite the multiple attempts to maintain the same calm and composure, she was left behind since Prince Cyrus's eyes invaded hers, to come across the discomfort and uneasiness building up in her body language. 

Subconsciously, his brows lifted, "...I thought, why not share it with you since you were the one who decorated it?" 

"S-sure..W-what did happen?" She can't help but ask, as a faint smile lingered around her but in response, she heard his laugh. 

A soft chuckle had left from his lips, which grabbed her heart with any other lines. "You did so well for me, Queen. But why are you so persistent in killing me?"

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