898 Angry Mother Birds
Both women hurriedly made their way into the building and were quickly sent to the largest grand hall in the palace, that they were more than familiar with.
This was the hall where all palace ball parties and social gatherings were conducted.
And at times, some meetings would also be held here since there was a fixed massive throne up there.
Looking at Henry, who was seated on the throne comfortably, their hearts sank deeper.
It should've been their sons who sat there, not some puny, worthless kid that they used to belittle years back.
Even if they were displeased, they dared not show it.
After all, their sons were in his hands.
Still, they didn't bow before him because he was still a prince... The 5th prince, for that matter.
The palace hierarchy rules were simple.
The first queen and her children were above the rest and couldn't bow to those below them.
The 2nd queen and her family had to only the king and the 1st queen's family.
Just like that, the hierarchy continued.
So even if they had another child now, that child would still be superior to the other wives beneath them.
Meaning that child wouldn't have to greet those below him first.
Instead, the other wives would have to bow and greet him/her every time they saw them.
That said, Henry was so far behind and should be greeting them since he was still a Prince and not the King.
.
Henry chuckled and didn't care for their disdainful nature.
"Mothers, I only called you here to inform for one thing.
And that's to let you see your sons for the very last time in..."
Sling.
Without waiting for him to finish talking, the ladies unsheathed the swords of the men closest to them in a flash.
The f***?
They honestly moved so fast that one would've thought that they were assassins.
Don't mess with a woman's child.
Their anger had already erupted like a volcano.
"You shut up!
What do you mean by seeing my Ulrich for the last time?
Do you want to die!!!"
"You dare touch my Winston?
Hahhahahahahhahahaha.
Boy, you are too young to play power games with me.
If you try it again, I'll show you that you are still a little boy who cannot ejaculate with his eyes open."
(-_-)
Henry felt very insulted at this moment.
As for the last comment, well, as Deifer warriors, it was believed that when pleasuring one's self, real men react and reach ecstasy with their eyes wide open.
Only real men could keep it open, while weak men closed their eyes.
Landon on the side felt very embarrassed and awkward too.
Ladies, we are talking about your sons, so why are you shifting your insults somewhere else?
They just wanted to make Henry feel like he wasn't a real man, or rather, they wanted him to know that he was a very weak Deifer.
But was this really the best time?
.
Lilian and Kyla's hearts sank when they recalled what Henry said.
Their bodies started trembling, their hearts speeded up, and their eyes burned with a murderous glint.
Dammit!
They really wanted to kill this good-for-nothing son of a b**ch.
As for Henry, he aloofly waited for them to lash out as if he had all the time in the world.
"Aunties, I wasn't finished.
So I will advise you to hear everything out before disrupting me again!" Henry said coldly.
As a future king, he had to act the part.
And Landon released some of his aura to help him out, which made the woman shut their mouths unwillingly.
"Now that we have some peace, I hope that we can maintain this atmosphere till we finish our little meeting.
After all, as royal members, it is most unbecoming of you both to yell loudly like shrews.
It is most unbecoming."
'Your head! Who are you lecturing? You're the shrew! Your stupid dead mother is a shrew!' Both women cursed inwardly while maintaining a cold expression too.
Henry looked at them and smiled.
"As I said, before I was rudely interrupted, today will be the last time you see your sons in the Capital city."
--silence--
Eh?
So their sons wouldn't get executed or put to death?
A flicker of hope emerged in their hearts, lessening their anger and anxiety a bit.
At least the brat had a conscience.
In the way, no matter where their sons were, they would gather up their forces and save them.
Now, they only needed to know what the bastard planned to do with them and where their babies would be sent to.
But would the bastard give up the location that easily?
For all they knew, he could be sending their sons to some faraway place as slaves.
No!
No matter what?
They had to pry the information from the brats mouth.
How could they let their babies suffer?
.
"1st and 2nd Mother, I know what you guys want to know.
And in truth, I'll tell you where I intend to send your sons.
You see, I have no intention to hide it because your sons won't be in my hands anymore.
Someone else has stepped forward to take them.
In fact, my sitting here comfortably was thanks to my men... as well as that person and his people.
So as of tomorrow, your sons will no longer be in my hands.
That's why I called you here as my last action of kindness to you, to see your sons while you still can."
What?
A heavy load hung in the hearts of the women.
Who was it?
Who helped Henry take down their sons?
Was it minister Roderick?
Or was it Duke Campbell?
Thousands and thousands of thoughts raced through their brains as they went through the list of powerful people in the empire.
F***! Who was it?
They looked at Henry anscioismy while registering the urge to shake the words out of his mouth faster.
Boy, can't you speak any faster?
At the same time, they perked their ears for fear of missing a single word from his mouth.
"Mothers, you don't have to think so much.
I naturally have every intention to tell you."
"Alright!
Then speak up!
Who is it?!"
The masked Landon stepped forward playfully.
"It's me!"
(-_-)
'You, who?'
