897 The Letters Have Arrived
--In an estate outside the Palace--
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Crash!
A porcelain cup shattered on the walls, frightening the guard who delivered the letter.
He received the note at the gate and passed it along, thinking that it was news from the Son.
But now, he started to doubt it.
Mother Lilian's body was boiling in rage when she read the note.
Last night, an injured man had already reported to her that her daughter, Eldora, had died in the hands of Joffrey.
But the thing that made her somewhat happy was that her daughter was able to kill him too.
At least she avenged herself.
Nonetheless, the person also said that Henry had shown up on the scene, taking advantage of the battle like a coward.
But Lilian wasn't worried because she knew that 30,000 or more of her son's men should be arriving soon.
Her son was and has always been a smart one who also thought rationality, never letting himself be the loser in any scenario.
And even though she was worried, she still had absolute confidence that someone like Henry couldn't take down her son.
Also, when she heard the rough estimate of how many people came with Henry, she almost laughed at his stupidity.
But who could be thought that he would be the victor?
What did the bastard mean by inviting her to the palace?
Even though she felt that it was a trap, she knew deep down that she had to go.
If she didn't, who knew what they would do to her child?
Right now, if she wanted to gather up forces and meet Ulrich's supporters, and even her father, it would take time.
One should know that this was still the mourning base of the late King Julius, and some people would refuse to do anything because they didn't want the results to affect their political image.
Who knows if their enemy could use this against them and say they were treacherous?
This was a sacred period that any believe to be very spiritual and holy for the crossing of one's soul.
More still, even if everyone did agree to help her, they would undoubtedly have to spend a day or so thinking or coming up with a plan before just marching over there like moving targets.
There was no way out of it; the timing was terrible.
But she had no choice but to go.
After all, the letter said that she should be here before noon.
So who knows what will happen to her son if she's late?
How can they bully a widow this much?
Lilian's face turned black with rage.
"What are you standing there for?
Hurry, gather all the guards now!
We are going to the palace!"
Just like that, the seemingly calm morning turned chaotic with everyone running around the place like crazy.
And such a scene was also very similar to what was happening in another estate.
--The Elegant Willow Estate--
"Can you all move it?
My son is in peril, and you're busy strolling around?
Get the men ready now!
We are going to the palace to see 2nd Prince Winston!"
(*^*)
Things were already in motion, and all Landon and Henry did, was wait for his guests.
This should be fun.
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Today, the streets were empty, and the entire lace looked deserted as many locked themselves indoors to mourn for the loss of their king.
The once quiet and deserted roads, now had several horses and carriages, were charging on it at full speed without a care in the world.
They went so fast that even the carriages seemed to be flying, as they constantly jumped and against the uneven roads.
Without a doubt, the speed of the horses would damage the carriage wheels at this rate.
Those in the carriages were in the worst state ever, as their carriages kept throwing them left, right and center in the confined space.
Their hair and outfits that their maids had neatly prepared now looked dishevelled as if they got out of bed.
But did those within them care?
Nope.
"Faster!"
The women in their individual carriages yelled all through the way to the palace, as their anxiety and fear had gotten the best of them.
What did they do to their sons?
They prayed to the heavens that not a single body part should be missing from them, or God so help them... they would show the enemy what happened when one goes against a mother.
'Hyah Hyah Hyah Hyah Hyah'
"Faster, faster, can't you make the horses go any faster?"
"_"
The coachman had black lines on his forehead when he heard the screaming voice from behind him.
Ever since they left, the 1st Queen had been screaming at the top of her voice.
It was truly a miracle that her voice hadn't turned hoarse at all... because he wouldn't mind if it did.
Was that bad?
'Hyah Hyah Hyah Hyah Hyah'
Halfway through the ride, Lilian spotted 2nd Queen Kyla's entourage and instantly knew that they were both in the same pot of soup.
It seemed like the reasonable thing to do was to put aside their differences and work together?
Maybe not.
Because right now, these ladies had turned the whole thing into a race... with Lilian winning.
And finally, they were at the palace.
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"My queen, please, let me arrange your hair."
"You shut up.
Who has time for that?
Get out of my way!!!"
The maids who followed along were very helpless in this matter and could only watch their masters force their way through the place like angry peacocks.
The women seemed to forget their pedigree because even now, they moved alongside each other, pushing one another with their bums while moving forth.
'Your royal highnesses, can you both pay attention to your status?
When you get judged, won't I be the one blamed for my incompetence in allowing you divulge in such acts?'
Sigh... It was truly a hard, hard, hard job to be an attending maid.
Landon and Henry watched the ladies from the window and chuckled.
"Your stepmother's are certainly something else."
"You have no idea.
But can you blame them?
We have their sons, after all."
"Hmmm.
It's time to give them a warm welcome."
