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"Take Lady Luna to her Chamber!"
Wilmore ordered Nemo.
"Natasha, come with us."
She obeyed and Eliot picked the bag, "what should I do with this?"
Wilmore grabbed it and tossed it inside the giant fireplace in the dining room.
Luna was pale, her heart ached. Now it came clear to her why Ell was mute and depressed after coming back from Phola.
"Who is Elizabeth, milady?" Asked Kate.
"My sister."
Kate and Helena traded glances. What? Her sister killed an imp?
Luna came out of the palace, she stopped before the stairs that were now cleaned by the servants. She was confident that Wilmore had made them keep them dry for her to pass but why was he doing this? For a moment, she recalled his image at the table, shaking her head. No, she couldn't catch on emotions toward him, that was a game, the manners that he just showed up were games to tease his sister. Even a fool could notice that they had a cold war, couldn't settle with each other.
"Why did you stop?" Asked Kate.
Luna took a look at all of them.
"Nothing! Just here is colder than what I expected."
What a weird breakfast she ever had, she could have never skipped this day, the first day of being in Bolingtone and its morning meal turned out with an imp's head, presented for the princess.
"Lady Luna!" Natasha called her name, she came so fast.
"Lady Natasha, are you coming with me?"
"I do! Let's go to your residence. In the evening you will have tea with the prince and Lady Narayan."
Luna had no idea who this woman, she mentioned was.
While Luna was returning to her chamber, Wilmore strode to his mother. He hadn't too much time to let it be wasted here. She thought that was for Luna James but she was just a part of what recently didn't allow him to sleep. He sent Eliot to stroll around to hear everything but Livia was careful, she never would let the words reveal her intentions, more she used to marvel at him with actions like what he reflected for her today.
"Mother," he stopped his mother who was going to meet the King.
She halted and so did her valets. She didn't return and let her son come beside her.
"Wilmore, wasn't clear what I told you?"
"As I see things, you just ignored me, mother!"
She peered at her son, "it wasn't for Luna, you almost trapped me, you used this to attend and convince me! Pretending as a good boy that you are not!"
"I supposed, I am not that good son. You guessed wrong!"
His mother chuckled, heaving out her breath.
"What do you want, Wilmore? Army? Sorry I can't give you that because the danger of vampires' attack is so close."
Wilmore had to plead for this because without his father's permission he couldn't move the knights' troop.
"Come, I am going to see him! It is time to meet the king, as your father not as the king he is."
Wilmore cringed, it had been two years since he was slapped by his father and didn't meet him again.
Why should I see the man who sees me as a devil? yes, I am the devil who takes lives but he is my father, I was made by his seeds, cursed because of him being my father. He was telling himself, he wasn't enthusiastic about this notion.
"Fine, I will!"
He blurted.
"Now, I see hope."
The Queen continued her path to the King's residence on the last floor of the palace where he had the full view to see the outer world.
"Is he feeling better?"
Wilmore had heard that he was ill, mentally.
"Yes, he is improving! Lady Narayan's temptation always works on him."
She snapped. The prince could see jealousy and sorrow in her eyes.
"Mother, why did you choose the Lord's niece as my Mistress? The girl is going to be wasted! She is clever, beautiful and you could have her as a member of your council."
The Queen grinned, so he was praising the girl. Alas, she approved that he was right but unfortunately the girl hadn't pure royal blood to become his wife if he meant that.
"Love has no meaning in this court, soft hearts would lose instantly."
She mentioned.
"I wish I could be agreed! Although I didn't inherit one."
They climbed the stairs and passed the ways that could reach the King's chamber.
Wilmore halted near a new carving, that was speaking of his father's honors in the battle with vampires sudden and diffused seizes. What had happened to this man? Which hell he had missed his braveness and courage.
"This is the end of love!" His mother directed him to the door at the end of the hall. She meant that the king had a soft heart and now was broken, meaning that the king's soft heart had locked him up in that fancy room, making him just enjoy the embraces of his lovely wives.
"I am not him, should I prove?" Wilmore raised his gloved palm. His mother's eyes wandered around, she saw the flakes of ice that were shaping on the carving, grabbing his hand.
"You are my son!"
The prince sneered painfully, he wasn't even close to what she just believed or was pretending.
"Time is short mother, let's talk to him."
They marched for the door when a eunuch announced them.
"Our praising Queen and the brave prince of Velator are entering."
The man opened the door. The heat inside the room was heavy enough to make Wilmore turn his face away.
"Just hang on until you get your answer!" His mother murmured and walked inside, surprisingly, didn't forbid him to meet him, she was fishy lately!
The King was a slender man with silver hair and blue eyes, a man in his sixties, he was at his table, the set carrier declared that he just had his breakfast.
"I see that the crown prince remembered there is a father around!"
He snapped; his eyes on Wilmore who was looking at him directly in the eyes.
"Please accept my apologies, my Majesty I hope you are feeling well!"
The King dismissed everyone by a wave of his hand.
He chuckled, getting up from his seat, went to his Queen, kissing her knuckles.
"My dear Queen."
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