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The prince had attended only for one answer, every answer that they had given to Natasha changed their faces in his perspective and the burning one belonged to lady Monaghan. She wanted to take advantage of Natasha and it was unforgivable.
"Your majesty, I hope this parliament has more important things to take care of, not just the ladies that would want to warm my bed!"
The men in the king parliament sneered, but the women shook their heads in disagreement.
"Your grace, you need to learn responsibility before having your wife."
Lady Monaghan stated.
That was enough to make Wilmore flood.
"Are you in a position to remark me my responsibility, the imps are killing my men in the south, Dorian Black has been awake all night you sleep in warm beds just to protect the border, please speak not with me about responsibility. If you want me to choose a wife, I will but I am choosing the one I crave."
He smirked at her.
"Well, who do you want to marry your grace? As we know lady Aya is named to sir. Huxley." The first minister of King's parliament declared, sir Monaghan, cousin of the lady over there.
"Lady Luna, she is my choice and I doubt anyone in this room can protest my wish."
All eyes shifted on the King and Queen, studying their faces, he saw how much they feared him. Pity, none of these people trusted him.
"Father, I have heard that the Lord had made an alliance with Bead. A strong one without informing us."
The King gazed at his daughter, his eyes blazed, Livia was quiet after that bloody night but she certainly had reasons.
"Then?"
"He is tending to help my brother in the south. He had broken the law and must be punished but let my brother prove himself then no one in this room can protest."
Wilmore didn't trust her, she was making something behind him, perhaps standing to kill him in the south.
"The Lord is making ties over and over, but why does he need power? Only imps? I doubt."
The second minister chimed in.
"How can we be sure that his niece wouldn't betray us?" The war minister noted. Wilmore didn't expect this one to be ignorant.
"This is not betrayal, when you are ignoring the imps that threatened Greenwood, he had to sacrifice himself."
Wilmore took the Lord's side, he was well aware of the consequences that would go to him.
"Enough! I will punish him later, let us calm the south first." The King ended that conversation before it could turn into a fray.
"I accept the marriage but I have one condition," The king decreed.
Wilmore knelt before his father, surrendered to his decision.
"My son will receive the honor of devastating the imps and the Lord's assistance will be prized with this marriage. But about the ties, it is what he must respond to me but for now, I can't ignore or decree before hearing him, if his son didn't get married to the leader of Bead, we couldn't earn a chance to negotiate with Alovena and now things are way simpler..."
The king continued but Wilmore kept looking at his sister, she masked her face perfectly but he could read how angry she was. She had a bride now, from the clan she hated the most.
"Well, let's vote for the marriage yet it depends on you."
The people traded words among each other and a few of them raised their hands. The ministers remained abstained. But All those who were on Livia's side kept supporting her in silence. It was ridiculous that they were deciding for Wilmore's life. How could he endure it?
"Well, twelve attuned votes and twelve vetoes! Hm, am I supposed to leave it for another session?"
Wilmore glanced at his sister. She shrugged, not even possible that she would accept this marriage. He snorted, it would be responded to soon.
The door groaned and the valet announced Elenore Black's presence. Wilmore looked back, she was wearing the council's uniform, his mother, she knew that many of the people in council were going to stand by Livia so she summoned her.
She was holding an envelope and stepped up the platform, approaching the Queen, she knelt, "I came to claim my position personally, my Queen. I am honored to accept your invitation."
The Queen nodded, as always this smart woman arrived on time.
Livia reddened. Wilmore stood up and watched how the surprised folks flourished.
"Have your seat, my darling."
The Queen was the delighted one among all. Even the King wasn't aware of this.
Elenore went to her seat that was yet empty, cold but fine to ease her legs after an urgent sick trip to here.
"Well, we were voting! Lady Black what is your opinion about my son marrying Lady Luna James."
Elenore sneered, her eyes drifted on Livia. She didn't bother to look at her.
"Greenwood never would forget this, I am sure Lord Lucas James' soul would be with us. I am glad that you didn't forget whose daughter she is."
"Yes, not a forgettable man he was. Then we have thirteen votes that can sign this marriage in the Lord's absence."
The King rose, "I, Edward Bolingtone decree that my son is engaged to Lady Luna James of Greenwood until he comes back from the south with honor."
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Luna and Aya stood behind the door. Aya looked at her in amazement.
"Aren't you coming?"
Luna sneered.
"What is this!"
"You must go inside first!"
Aya caught her mean, he was back and Wilmore let him come here rather than the station.
She didn't hesitate and rushed to the room, she couldn't wait to show him the letter that her brother had sent for her.
Nemo came out of the chamber with a valet, seemed they helped him to change his clothes.
"Can I see him?"
Nemo nodded and went out with the man.
She halted, taking a breath, achieving the urge to get inside if it wasn't for Luna and Wilmore, she couldn't overcome all of this. They were truly strong toward her soft fragile personality.
She stepped ahead, her heart was hammering insanely, she grabbed the handle and clenched it. Huxley was wearing his shirt, his white long hair was yet wet. Turning back, he thought it was Nemo and before cursing him he swallowed the word.
"Lady Aya!"
She smiled sweetly and neared him, "are you alright?"
His hands dropped off his buttons. No, he could not stop his impulse not to kiss her. She looked amazingly attractive and she wasn't aware of it.
Growing forward he planted his lips on hers. One hand sat on her back pushing her to him and the other one caressing her cheeks. In that dark dirty dungeon, she was the only reason that forced him to fight after realizing that he was nothing for his mother but a toy.
Aya cupped his face and her tears wet his skin.
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