Reincarnated Into An Imperial Prince

Chapter 3- Wrong

CHAPTER 3- WRONG

"The Royal Family has the highest authority what can he possibly do? I have tried sabotaging his name but it's too hard, so you would do it." He laughed as he said that and left with his cackling laughter.

The lady's eyes hid ruthlessness as she gazed at his departing back. Lowering her head to think, a drop of tear fell from her dull eyes.

Her eyes hid pain, loneliness, regret, guilt and many emotions.

"Flynn, I'm cold. I wish you could save me."

The drop of tear turned to flood of tears.

Her back hunched, she hid the memory card in her skin by opening it with a scalpel and some unrecognized instrument.

It hurt but she only gritted her teeth. She thought about how to send it out. Her thoughts were all over the place.

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Night Time In the Wright Family's Manor…..

In Flynn's Room…

Standing by the floor to ceiling window, you could see the liveliness of the Kingdom that hid the dirt that came with it.

Twirling the wine goblet in his hand, his thoughts drifted that he did not know when someone had entered.

"Your too into your thoughts, Young Man." a hoarse voice that belonged to an old man was heard.

His brows were raised up as he turned around and stared at the person sitting on the sofa with a slight surprise in his eyes.

"What message do you have for me this time?"

"Can't I just come and see you? Or do you perhaps take me as a harbinger of bad news?" Flynn didn’t answer but rather raised the wine bottle to ask if he drinks.

"I don't drink wine except alcohol." The old man shakes his head and responds.

"It's alcoholic, with the presence of 86% alcohol." Flynn said as he brought out another goblet and poured for him.

"I thought you would offer me tea." He said picking up the wine goblet. Twirling it a little he gulped it.

"You can't just come to see me as I'm sure you’re a busy person. I have always wanted to meet you and not the other way round but you are so elusive that I don't even know your name."

"My name should not be among your worries especially today as you are the birthday boy." The old man raises the drink with a smile, “Happy Birthday!”

Flynn lowered his eyelids at what he said. No one knew what he was thinking.

"So what is your message?" He asked, for the old man to mention his birthday, it could only mean that he has come to remind him about his death that has been knocking on the door.

Not answering him immediately the old man spoke.

"You don't need to sulk. You can call me the Keeper."

Surprise coloured Flynn's eyes as he stared at the man. His hands making rhythmic sounds as it hit the glass occasionally.

The old man looked at the young man who did not speak but looked at him with curiosity and surprise. It made him look a little cute on his cold face.

Even after what he had said the young man still had a calm look as he gazed at him. He was unlike others who would ask all sorts of unnecessary questions and questions that are out of the line.

He appreciated the young man more.

'He might be able to help purple Star more but if he finds out that they are cutting his life span because of his greatness and skill in every world his reincarnation or parallel world he is in. I wonder what he will do.' He thought as he gazed curiously at him.

"My message for you, will be very clear this time around with no hint of vagueness."

"Clean up your mess thoroughly. Reinvestigate your parents’ death and don’t leave any regrets." The old man’s clear voice sounded. His words confused Flynn a little.

He saw the pity and sympathy that flashed through the old man's eyes, he wondered what it was about.

He felt like asking but he decided not to.

The old man disappeared after his words. He was not surprised seeing that, after all the man was mysterious person.

His mind became occupied again.

'What did he mean by reinvestigating his parents death.’

Twirling the wine glass, he was lost in thought. After a while, he picked up his light brain and called someone.... What they spoke about was unknown.

3 Months Later...

In the Wright Manor…

The three brothers were gathered together. With each of them having different auras and influence in the Empire. The scene was too stimulating for anyone who saw it.

The air in the room was solemn with each having different thoughts.

The younger brothers did not know why their brother had called them back but looking at his face that was so cold that one could squeeze water from it.

"Brother why did you call us back?"  Ryan took the lead to ask while Nathan nodded his head to show that he was also confused.

"Take a look at the information I sent to your light brain.”

It took a while for them to finish it but as they read, their expression changed becoming more somber as they kept on reading.

By the time they were done, the living room was already chilly.

"What a scumbag." Ryan's eyes were terrifying at this moment.

Such look was not a look a child or a young man should have.

"So we wronged her? What to do?" Nathan spoke.

"How should we rescue her? Would she forgive us?" Ryan asked.

"Let us rescue her first before we talk about the rest later." Flynn said.

They nodded their heads and looked at their big brother, who started telling them the plan.

"We would start......”

By the time they were done, it was already late at night. They decided to stay back tonight.

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 Flynn came out the bathroom that still had steam coming out from the opened door. Wearing his night robe, his wet hair dropped water unto his body and rug.

His head lowered as the light reflected on his dropping eye lashes which were long and light as feather.

His thoughts were about the princess.

'Was this the don't leave regret that the old man was referring to?' he thought.

He carefully recalled their interactions. Bringing out the forgotten memories, he went through them.

Recalling all those things allowed him to notice the fact that she could never have done such a thing in the first place and his parents reaction towards her was unusual.

He had judged wrongly. The Wright family owes her. Walking on the soft carpet he opened the upper part of the drawer. It had only one thing inside.

It is a jade ring. Rubbing it he sat on his bed, placing his head on the head board, he wondered how she was doing? How much torture she must have gone through in the hands of that lunatic who doesn't seem to have a bottom line.

He looked at the last person on his recent call list on his light brain. It was the person he had asked to investigate her location.

He played with the ring for a while and noticed something unusual about it.

Switching off the light in the room, he deeply observed the ring and noticed an embedded locator.

The ring was something she had given him and he hadn’t bothered to wear it, just throwing it into the drawer.

He thought for a while and called his subordinate, after giving some instructions, he knew being impatient would lead to nothing so he could only go to bed and see what results they will have tomorrow.