The King's Last Heir

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Edward marches out of his chambers, his escort of over twenty maidens and men combined, hurried after him just to meet up with his speed.

It was clear that he was boiling from the very dept of his existence and anyone who dared to cross path with him was sure to get a death wish! 

Edward was known for his grave anger and his wingman, Danfus, had followed his prince quietly, not mentioning a word to him.

A little cough could earn him a life sentence or one of his fingers would be roasted and served to him as dinner! 

Edward pulls a stop at his mother's quarters, about to barge in before the maidens at the door announce his presence to the queen.

Edward bardges in to see his mother having her skin tended to by a gorgeous looking man.

The sight disgusted him so much that he drew a sword from Danfus and threw it right in the heart of the man.

While everyone gasped in horror, the man went on his knees , staring at the sword in his heart in horror before falling to his death…

The queen exhaled as she waved the prince's escort to leave then, Danfus inclusive…

The maidens that attended to the Queen approached her in a bod to help her place her garment on.

"What a waste of such great fingers" She muttered as she stood on her feet, dressed in a white garment before a suitable attire was draped over her body….

"You really need to stop throwing tantrums, Prince! I just lost a precious heart" 

"You always replace them mother! We both know that!" He shot back

"Did you forget to use your herbs my prince? You seem on the edge" the queen, Amanda, asked…

"That pest! He stopped the monthly tributes from getting to me!" Edward snapped 

"There are a lot of pests in this palace, Edward, you would have to be more specific" Amanda said 

"What other pest do you look after mother? The imbelice you have locked up in his quarters!" Edward snapped 

Amanda paused and darts Edward a deadly glare that made the upset prince coil in sheer fright.

"That is no way to speak of your father, the king" she reminded 

"If he was my father, why wouldn't he make me king?" Edward asked 

Amanda chuckled 

"No new king can sit on that throne if the previous isn't dead " Amanda reminded 

"Then kill him!" 

"Edward!" Amanda cautioned 

"We must always remember the walls have ears too" she said 

"Richard!" She calls 

Her wingman marches into the room and went down on one knee 

"Yes my queen" 

"Clear the hall. Not one is left out" Amanda said 

"Ask Danfus for assistance" Edward replied 

Amanda snorts, she had no idea what Edward sees in that bloody commoner! 

Richard took his leave and slams the door shut. All that could be heard from the insides was the slash of sword and cries of pure agony and the tud of bodies on the floor…

"I will have your monthly tribute returned back to you Edward. It is your birth right. You owned anything the king owns and you must always remember that son, always!" She sips from her tea as Edward nods in agreement.

"What about the search? Is it still happening?" Edward asked 

Amanda smiled in assurance.

"None walking on the surface of the earth can live the tell the tale….they are all wiped out" she replied 

Edward smirked 

"You are indeed the dragon lady herself mother" he replied 

Amanda raises her glass to him in a toast and took a sip…

"Mother, there's this rumour going on about me…" 

Edward shook his head with a crazy smile on his face…

"I don't like it…" 

"There are a billion rumours about the royal family, Edward. Upu shpuld care what peasants have to say" 

Edward nods in understanding but it stoll seems to borther him greatly..

"I speared a girl's heart in the market and the way that boy looked at me.." 

Edward recalls how dreadful those eyes were and a smirk curled on his lips.

"What boy?" His mother asked 

"Never mind…." Edward muttered "Never mind" 

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Liam watched as several martyred bodies are pulled out of the queen's quarters…

He needed not to be told that the prince was somewhat involved in this. He had the habit of getting rid of people without thinking twice!

How could this cold bloodied man be the King's son? He was in every way the opposite of the king save for his looks…

Liam made his way towards the King's quarters, heavily guarded by men that were at the queen's beck and call…

"I would like to see the king" Liam announced, raising his hands to be searched.

"Let him" 

Liam stepped into the separate compound, heading straight for the one place the King was bound to be…

"Your highness" 

Arthur was looking over the garden, his hands behind his back..

"It's been a while," Arthur said with a resigned smile."I'm grateful for being out here after so long" 

"I believe you've been well. I am happy you are well " Liam said as though to rephrase his statement.

"Did you find him? " 

"Yes. He look so much you, your highness. He has the eyes of his mother and that stubbornness in his voice…" 

"Is that so?" Arthur asked, seeming relieved.

"Yes. I can make plans for you to meet him. The queen doesn't have to know…" 

Arthur shook his head, it was way too risky to see him currently…

"Your highness, you just have to make the order and we…." 

"Keep him safe. If anything happens to him, this Kingdom is set for destruction" Arthur reminded 

"With my last breathe, I will protect him, your highness" 

Arthur nods in gratitude, taking a breathe of relief.

"The queen executed a train of maids. This is the second time this month…." 

Arthur says nothing, making Liam regret saying those words.

"My apologies" 

"It's only a matter of time Liam. Let's give it time"