Aryan Tripas was in his chamber, walking back and forth repeatedly. There was a hint of anxiety in the face of the tyrant King which was very rare.
When the King heard the sound of knocking on his door, he darted his eyes in that direction and quickly responded. As he expected, Colson Leland, his right-hand man who was also an official walked inside.
King Aryan quickly took several steps towards the man. "Do you find out anything?" he instantly asked.
"His Highness was on his way back but he was attacked. He is severely injured, Your Majesty," Colson Leland informed the King.
Aryan Tripas's eyes grew wide in shock and he clenched his fists!
"His whereabouts are unknown for now but... we suspect that the guards from Qalagon who came with him took him away," the right-hand man added.
"Is it Arin Helev?" the King asked with his voice full of anger. "Apart from him and us, no one knows about Emor's departure!"
"I'm not sure, Your Majesty," Colson Leland replied.
Aryan Tripas gave a thought as he tried his best to keep his anger in check. It was too hard for someone as violent as him. Then after what seemed to be forever, he turned to Colson Leland and said, "We must do something."
* * *
Arin Helev was still on his way to the province near the northern border. However, he and the guards along with the doctor had already spent more than two days on the road and they were almost there. As the King commanded, several soldiers depart before them to secure the place and if they calculate it right, they will already be there by now.
It was night and they were in the very quiet outskirts of Celon Province. A few hours and they will enter their destination, the Gren Province. It was a relief for Arin Helev as the province in question was where the base of the Petrus Army was located. Nico Petrus was busy guarding the border and he rarely had time to come to the capital.
However...
The King and his men abruptly halted when several arrows were suddenly shot in their direction! To avoid the arrows, they ended up taking several steps backwards. The guards didn't even need to be instructed to move and they quickly surrounded the King to shield him.
Unsheathing their swords, they waited for a while but... it was more than quiet.
"It seems like a trap, Your Majesty," Antony said to the King in a low voice. "It must be the doing of the ones who attack the Crown Prince."
The young King glanced around their surrounding which was very quiet and dark. However, through his sharp ears, he managed to hear the footsteps of the men in the dark. Clenching his fists, his expression turned dark.
Cowards.
"We have no time to lose," he said to Antony. "The doctor must reach there as fast as possible." He gave a brief thought and continued, "Select two guards to go with him. We will shield them and pave a way for them."
"Your Majesty -"
"Do as I said," the King said in a low yet stern voice.
Antony reluctantly nodded and did as the order.
Now, with the doctor and the two guards in the middle, they started to move forward slowly while raising their guard as high as possible. Though several arrows were released again, they managed to strike down most of them and only one landed on one of the guards.
"Please go with them, Your Majesty," Antony begged the King. "I will hold them back with the guards."
"Forget about that," Arin Helev said yet his voice remained calm. "Do you think I will allow Sophie to wear mourning clothes on the day of her wedding?"
"But -"
"Stop arguing," the King uttered. "If you die and make my cousin miserable, I will never forgive you. So, just focus on surviving."
Antony narrowed his eyes while the King briefly glanced at the path in the front. "Now!" he shouted.
At this, the guards rushed to where the archers were hiding while the two guards and the doctor rode their horses straight to the path in the front.
Though Arin and his guards managed to let the two guards and the doctor escape at the cost of one life and several injuries obtained from the arrows, they just realized that there was more!
While they were going for the archers, several swordsmen appeared before them with unsheathed swords that were ready to strike them anytime!
Putting aside the fact that they were outnumbered, there will be archers shooting them while they fought with the swordsmen!
At this rate, surviving was like impossible!
Staring at the enemies who were obviously after his life, Arin Helev tightened his grip on his sword. No matter what, he didn't plan to give them what they want!
* * *
Iria was in a pavilion on the left of the main palace. The two couples were still at Qalagon and they were now with her in the pavilion. The atmosphere was pretty light compared to the time they arrived.
Morin was also with them and the cousins were so fond of the young Prince. Maybe men had a special connection among them.
Andres and Orius asked the young Prince about his lessons while the three women listened. With Andres who had switched to someone who was rarely serious once again, the atmosphere was quite light and enjoyable.
It was during this time that Elian came to the Queen and whispered something in her ear.
"I'll be right back," Iria said to her family and then left the pavilion with Elian.
The Queen hurriedly entered her chamber where one guard was waiting for her. The guard immediately dropped to his knees when he saw the Queen.
Iria remembered the face of the guard.
Wasn't he among the guards who left with Arin days ago?
Why was he here?!
With many possibilities crossing her mind and with most of them bad and some even worst, the young Queen felt the pressure.
Did something happen to Arin?
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