All Chapters of Rise of an emperor: The seventh prince: Chapter 91
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Chapter 91: Queen Jasmine's plot.
Queen Jasmine sat in her bed chambers, surrounded by her two sons Prince Frederick and Prince Daniel. Prime Minister Windspark stood by the window, his expression unreadable as they discussed their plans for the coronation and beyond."The key is to play it safe," Queen Jasmine said, her voice low and calculated. "We let them think they're getting what they want – Erics as the crown prince."Prince Frederick's eyes lit up with anticipation. "And then?"Queen Jasmine smiled, a cold glare in her eyes. "We take him out. Silently. A month after the coronation, I will personally suggest a tour for him, a chance for him to get familiar with the kingdom, the people, to gain some more leadership experience... and that's when we'll make our move."Prime Minister Windspark nodded, his voice smooth. "I will arrange for assassins to take care of him. Make it look like an accident, or perhaps an attack by a rogue faction. Either way, Erics will be out of the picture."Prince Daniel, who had
Chapter 92: A nice family time, admist jealousy.
The Wilson mansion was a hive of activity, with the newly hired servants scumming about to prepare for the biggest day of their lives. Claire's father, Jacob Wilson, was to be coronated as the Earl of Ashwood, and the family was leaving no stone unturned in their preparations.Claire, resplendent in a sunny yellow gown, was overseeing the decorations, her eyes shining with excitement. "Mother, are you sure this is the right color scheme?" she asked, holding up a swatch of golden fabric.Her mother, Lady Elaine, smiled, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "Darling, it's perfect. Gold and crimson, it's such a nice combination. Your father will be thrilled to see it.""Well if you say so." Claire said and continued with her work.As they worked, Claire couldn't help but think about the future. The Ashwood earldom was a prestigious title, and their family's rise to nobility was almost complete. She wondered what it would be like to live in the grand Ashwood Manor, to be the young lady of
Chapter 93: Coronation day, a big earth shattering surprise.
The sun rose over the kingdom, casting a golden glow over the bustling streets. Today was the day – the coronation of the next heir to the throne, the crown prince, and also the investiture of Jacob Wilson as the Earl of Ashwood.In the grand estates, nobles and officials donned their finest attire, a kaleidoscope of colors and fabrics on display. The men wore tailored robes with intricate embroidery, their swords at their sides, while the women shimmered in silk and satin gles, their hair styled in elaborate headdresses.Meanwhile, in the town, commoners traded their everyday clothes for their Sunday best. The air was thick with excitement as people donned their finest, albeit more modest, attire – crisp white shirts, patched but clean trousers, and dresses made of flowered cotton.As the crowds made their way to the cathedral church, the atmosphere was electric. The nobles took their reserved seats, their finery on full display, while the commoners packed the rear of the church,
Chapter 94: Telling Queen Cordelia the truth.
Queen Jasmine stormed into her chambers, the doors slamming shut behind her. She seethed with anger, her chest heaving with rage. How dare they! How dare they deceive her like this!How dare they trample on her feelings?She strode over to a nearby chair, lifting it high above her head before slashing it to the ground. The wood splintered and cracked, but it wasn't enough to satisfy her fury. She kicked the remains, sending them flying across the room."Fools!" she spat, her voice venomous. "They think they can outsmart me? I will show them what it means to cross Queen Jasmine!"She turned to a nearby table, sweeping her arm across its surface, sending vases, candlesticks, and perfumes crashing to the floor. The sound of shattering glass and porcelain was music to her ears."Why Arthur?" she raged, pacing the room like a c caged animal. "Why not Erics? He's the chosen eldest, the rightful heir! What game is King Alfred and his cabinet members playing?"She stopped in front of
Chapter 95: First day as crown prince 1.
The grand conference room was filled with the soft murmur of hushed conversations as the cabinet members took their seats. Arthur, resplendent in his formal attire, entered the room with a quiet confidence, his eyes scanning the room before taking his place at the head of the table.He also secretly observed the mood of all the cabinet members.Prime Minister Windspark's expression was a mask of neutrality, but his eyes betrayed a flicker of discontent. He, along with a few other cabinet members, had been opposed to King Alfred's decision to name Arthur the crown prince.Lord Henry, the finance minister, and Adviser Thomas exchanged a look of approval. They had pushed for Arthur, recognizing his potentials at first glance."Gentlemen, let's begin," Arthur said, his voice clear and firm. "I want to discuss reforms, and not just any reforms but reforms that would bring better benefits to the kingdom at large."Prime Minister Windspark raised an eyebrow, his expression skeptical. "W
Chapter 96: First Day as a Crown Prince 2.
"With all due respect prime minister, I beg that you tone down your voice as you're in the presence of the king. Moreover, the person you are talking to is also the crown prince of this great nation. So please kindly watch your tone." Lord Henry, the finance minister cautioned lord Windspark politely.Prime Minister Windspark couldn't help but stare daggers at him, as if saying:"Are you undermining my authority or what?"But Lord Henry wasn't one to back down easily.'And so what if you're the prime minister. You're still a fucking man like me.' he snorted on his mind.Arthur's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. He didn't even take what prime minister Windspark said to heart.To him prime minister Windspark was already a dead man in his heart. It was just a matter of time.Prince Arthur turned to his father as he continued his speech."Furthermore, Father, I propose we establish a 'Merchant's Guild Bank' – a central institution to manage the kingdom's finances and encourage trade."King
Chapter 97: Mabel in danger.
Jacob Wilson woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside his window, the warm sunlight streaming into his chambers. He stretched, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. Today was his first day as the Earl of Ashwood, a title bestowed upon him by King Alfred himself.As he dressed in his finest attire, his valet, Thomas, helped him with the intricate lacework on his shirt."Today's schedule, my lord. You will meet with the town mayor, Alderman Wilkins, to discuss the harvest tax. Then, you will make a visit to the local blacksmith, Master Fletcher, to inspect the new shipment of iron. And, of course, you will preside over the town's weekly court session."Jacob nodded, his mind racing with the tasks ahead. He made his way to the great hall, where a hearty breakfast awaited him. His steward, Coleman, greeted him with a bow. "Breakfast is served, my lord. And may I say, congratulations on your first day at office."The day unfolded with a flurry of activity. Jacob met with Al
Chapter 98: The Fury of Duke Derrick.
Inside the Red Griffin Inn, the guards sprang into action, summoning the royal physician, Dr. Selena, to tend to Mabel's injuries. The atmosphere was tense as Dr. Selena quickly assessed Mabel's condition, her face grave.One of the guards, a burly man named Clark, hastened to inform Duke Derrick about the attack. Derrick's face darkened like a storm cloud as he listened, his hands clenched into fists."No one hurts my wife and lives to tell the story." Derrick growled, his voice barely contained. Clark wisely kept a calm tone, guiding him towards Mabel's side.The sight of Mabel, bruised and battered, was like a dagger to Derrick's heart. He felt a cold, calculated rage building within him, threatening to consume him. He knelt beside her, his voice shaking with emotion."Who did this?"Mabel's eyes fluttered open, her voice weak. "D-Derrick... I'm s-sorry."Derrick's face twisted in anguish. "Shh, my love. I will make them pay. I swear it."Mabel said nothing, only tears rolle
Chapter 99: Shadows in Ashwood.
The next day, Ashwood buzzed with the news: Malfred Thorne and his cohorts had plotted against Lady Claire, the earl's daughter. The townspeople were abuzz, a mix of shock and satisfaction on their faces. The Thorne family's reputation, built on wealth and arrogance, was finally taking a hit.The capture of Edgar Redstone, Baldwin Fitzwalter, and Osric Langley had been the talk of the town, with many whispering about the consequences of crossing the new earl's family. Duke Derrick and Earl Jacob Wilson had wasted no time, sending guards to scour the city for Malfred Thorne, but he remained at large.As the day wore on, a new rumor began to spread like wildfire: royal carriages had been spotted entering the earldom, heading straight for the earl's manor. The townspeople's curiosity was piqued – what could this mean?Speculations ran rampant: Was it a visit from the king himself? An inspection tour? Or something more?The air was thick with anticipation as the carriages disappear
Chapter 100: The Fall of Malfred Thorne.
The old windmill stood like a skeletal sentinel on the outskirts of Ashwood, its weathered blades creaking in the afternoon breeze. Malfred Thorne, confident in his father's influence and his own cunning, had chosen it as his hiding place. He paced the dusty floor, his eyes fixed on the narrow window, watching for any sign of trouble.Greg and a contingent of royal guards, armed and resolute, approached the windmill with caution. They had been warned that Malfred was dangerous, and they weren't taking any chances.As they surrounded the windmill, Greg called out, his voice like thunder in the stillness. "Malfred Thorne, you are surrounded. Come out with your hands up!"Malfred's laughter echoed from within, mocking and arrogant. He was shocked that they were able to find him so quickly, but hid this in a mask of arrogance."You think you can take me? I am Malfred Thorne! I will never be caught by the likes of you!"Greg's expression hardened. "Malfred Thorne, you are accused of