“Looks like you are having a great time, aren’t you?”
A woman with short black hair, wearing skin-tight black clothes that highlighted her lean physique walked into a room with a calm expression on her face. Half of her face was covered with a mask, however, her Icy blue eyes were hypnotic enough to win any man’s heart.
Of course, if you ignore the fact that she just barged into the room with a dagger in her hand.
That was scary.
“Who are you!? How dare you bar- Acckk”
A guard shouted in rage, however, before he could even complete his sentence, the woman disappeared and appeared behind him.
With a single chop on his neck, the guard passed out.
The same thing happened with other guards who rushed out, the guard who had already run away and was planning to report everything was taken care of by another woman who wore similar clothes, Auburn hair, and big green eyes.
“W-W-Who are you?”
The only person left in the room questioned with a frightened look on his face.
“Hmm? Why do you look so scared, Fourth Prince? Don’t worry, I am not here to harm you, if I wanted to do that, you would have died already.”
The woman smiled.
Then, she pointed at the guards lying on the ground and spoke,
“See? I didn’t even kill them. I just knocked them out.”
However, even after hearing those words, Lucas didn’t calm down.
A woman suddenly barged into his room, he would be excited if this was a normal situation, however, it was anything but normal right now.
He was scared shitless.
All his drowsiness due to alcohol had faded away and his eyes and ears were wide open right now.
“W-W-Why a-are you d-doing this?”
He stuttered, tears were threatening to come out of his eyes and his face was pale in fear.
Seeing him acting like that, Thyra just shook her head.
She knew he was pathetic, but still…
Just how pathetic can one be?
He was a Prince of a Kingdom for fuck sake!
In the end, Thyra just sighed and continued with what she was here for.
“I just wanted to talk to you.”
“A-About what?”
“You and your Grandfather, Duke Centho now support the Third Prince, Lovis Skyfall, correct?”
Hearing those words, Lucas’s eyes widened in horror.
“N-No. O-O-Of course not! W-Why would I do t-that? I-I want to become the K-King.”
Although Lucas was not very adept in politics and anything related to it, however, he knew that the fact that he secretly supports Lovis couldn’t come out yet.
If that happened then… then bad things will happen.
Or at least that’s what his Third Brother, his Grandfather, and his Third Brother’s Grandfather told him.
“You do not have to deny it, we already know about this fact. We knew about this for a long time now.”
Thyra replied.
“W-We?”
Lucas caught her words.
“W-What do you mean by ‘We’? A-Are you from some organization? W-W-Who are you?”
Lucas questioned in panic.
“Have you heard about Consort Allura’s disappearance?”
Thyra questioned back and Lucas’s eyes widened in surprise.
Consort Allura’s disappearance!
Even someone like him knew about it.
He had heard that it was done by a mysterious organ-
Lucas finally realized.
And as if she knew about it, Thyra continued.
“Yes, I am from ‘that’ organization.”
Lucas’s pale face turned even paler.
“Don’t worry though, I am not here to hurt you.”
“T-Then why are you here?”
Lucas questioned.
“You support the Third Prince because he promised you a tension-free life full of Alcohol and Women, correct?”
Thyra questioned.
This time, Lucas was so scared that he didn’t even deny what she said and came clean.
“Yes, that is all I want, however, if you wish, then I can take back my support, I will even quit alcohol and would never touch a woman. If you want me to support First Brother, I would do that as well, just let me live. Just give me one chance!”
Lucas begged.
“Why would I want you to support that idiotic first brother of yours?”
Thyra tilted her head in confusion.
“Well, anyway, as I said, I am not here to hurt you. I just wanted to tell you something that I feel you should know.”
Saying that, a paper appeared in Thyra’s hand and she passed it to Lucas.
With trembling hands, Lucas grabbed the paper Thyra passed to him, and then, he started reading.
Soon, however, his eyes widened in surprise, all the fear from his face turned into shock and he increased his reading speed.
“It is not a fake, your brother’s signatures are on it.”
Thyra spoke.
Lucas didn’t reply and directly looked below.
There it was.
His brother’s signatures, the paper even had his stamp on it.
“Why would he do something like this?”
Lucas questioned.
However, instead of answering, Thyra just stepped back.
“I will leave this to you, do with it as you see fit.”
Then, she disappeared.
Lucas, who was now left alone in his room started thinking.
Even a fool like him knew that he was being played by this ‘mysterious organization’, these people would never bother him if they didn’t have some sort of plan in their mind, however, he didn’t care.
He didn’t care that this mysterious organization was using him as a tool.
This paper was authentic, it was his brother’s handwriting.
His brother was planning to put him in prison after he becomes the King.
To help him with his alcohol and woman addiction? What bullshit!
He was the one who brought different women for him in the first place!
That was how he gained his support in the first place and now he plans to go back on his words!?
No way!
Lucas wouldn’t let that happen!
He would not let Lovis use him like this!
He will not become Lovis’s tool!
He would rather become a tool for this mysterious organization that at least showed him the truth.
With an angry look on his face,
Lucas stepped out of his room and walked towards Lovis’s.
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