The grand hall of the royal palace was packed to the brim as the Thorne family's trial commenced. King Alfred, his expression stern, presided over the proceedings, alongside Prince Arthur, whom is the crown prince, Prince Erics and other ministers in the king's court. Godric, Lady Rowan, and Malfred, looking disheveled and anxious, stood in the dock.The lead prosecutor, a seasoned lawyer named Master Bontemps Joseph, whom coincedentally works for Prince Arthur as his criminal lawyer, stepped forward. "Your Majesty, the crown brings forth charges against the Thorne family for numerous crimes, including rape, forced land acquisition, exploitation of labor, bribery, and corruption."Bontemps Joseph began to pace the courtroom, his voice dripping with conviction. "The evidence will show that the Thorne family has systematically abused their power and privilege, crushing anyone who dared to oppose them.""Go on..." the king commanded."Thank you your majesty, with your permission I br

Prince Frederick's scowling gaze lingered on the window for a moment longer before he turned away, his attention caught by the sound of footsteps and laughter echoing from the hallway.He turned to see his brothers, Prince George and Prince Henry, striding into the library, grinning from ear to ear. Their mother, Queen Jasmine, followed closely behind, a warm smile on her face."Ah, my boys!" Queen Jasmine exclaimed, opening her arms wide. "Welcome home, George! Welcome home, Henry!"Prince George and Prince Henry laughed, embracing their mother before turning to Prince Frederick, who stood watching with a mixture of curiosity and disdain."Freddy, old champ!" Prince George boomed, clapping Prince Frederick on the back. "How you doing brother?"Prince Frederick forced a smile, shrugging off the nickname. "Just keeping busy, George."Prince Henry, the youngest of the trio, grinned up at Prince Frederick. "Hey, Freddy! We brought back stories from our tours, do you want to hear the

Prince Frederick adjusted his tunic shirt, a sly smile spreading across his face as he surveyed the day's schedule. He had a mission, and he was determined to make it a memorable one. Claire Wilson, the captivating beauty who had captured his step brother, Prince Arthur's heart, was about to become the object of his own pursuit.He strode into the breakfast hall, his eyes scanning the room for his quarry. Ah, there she was, sipping tea and chatting with Princess Sofia. Frederick made his way over, his movements fluid and confident."Hello Sofia, good morning," he said, bowing low over her hand. "And Miss Wilson, you look lovelier than ever."Claire glanced up, a hint of surprise in her eyes, but her expression remained politely neutral. Good morning, Prince Frederick."Princess Sofia on the other hand looked stunned, still processing whether all that just happened was real or not.Undeterred, Frederick took a seat beside Claire, helping himself to a pastry. "I hope you are enjo

Queen Jasmine and Prince Frederick were seen angry in the latter's chambers, lamenting the king's arrest of Princes George and Henry. They transferred all their hatred to Prince Arthur, blaming him for their misfortunes. Prince Frederick swore to make Arthur pay dearly for this. He began to intensify his approach towards Arthur's woman, Claire Wilson. It took time, about two weeks since the incident, before he managed to get her to succumb to his wishes.It happened in a funny way, though everything was planned by Prince Frederick carefully. One day, he was walking with Claire Wilson on the streets of the capital city when they saw Prince Arthur and Kristen, his personal maid, walking side by side, chatting happily. Claire felt a jealous pang for no reason, which Prince Frederick didn't miss.About three days later, a woman came to the castle requesting to see Lady Wilson. Claire granted her audience, and the woman began telling her things about Prince Arthur that shocked her.