Chapter 3

Queen Willow Albert sits in the throne room staring around as she watch her 40-years old son step out from his wife's chamber downstairs, walking out into the throne room.

"Good evening mother" He greets her as he walk passed her to speak to the guards standing outside of the palace.

"What did you expect when you married a barren witch."

"Mother!" He paused as his fist tightens.

"What?!.. Did I lie?" She ask him as she stands up while he stares away from her facing the exit door.

"That white witch killed your father and what did you do?."

"Mother, she never killed father. The priest said he sustained a head injury and you saw his head swollen too."

"What if she was the one who hit him?."

"How?" He questioned his mother as he stares at her angrily.

"Mother I know you never for once accepted her but can you let the matter lie. Father is no more and I can understand your grief about him."

"My grief?. So you're not grieving over your father's death all because of that witch?!."

"Enough mother!" He raised his voice at his mother and she shakes her head and turn away from him.

"Mother!" He calls after her but she doesn't respond as she immediately climbs the stairs going back upstairs to her chambers.

She's 62-years old queen and she hates his wife with passion.

He sigh and walks out to meet his head guard named Jeremy Maverick to find out how far about the search for his little daughter.

Five guards stands out in front of the royal mansion while some are at the guard house and around the palace gate.

King Louis steps out and stand in front of the royal mansion and ask, "How is the search going?."

"Your majesty, we searched the whole market and even some nearby stores but Princess Juliet wasn't found."

"Hmm" King Louis Albert hums and step down from the frontage of the royal mansion.

He walks down to meet his head-guard and hijack him on his uniformed cloth.

"I want you to find her. Search the whole houses of all the people living in White Lily and ensure you see her and bring her back to this palace. You don't return here without my daughter."

King Louis let go of Jeremy uniformed cloth and turn to face the rest of the guards.

"You go out and search for her tomorrow, I will check to see if I can get any portrait of her."

He turn and walk back into the mansion and the two guards standing in the hall, shut back the door.

The following day, Queen Avery search her little daughters room, ransacking the whole bed and every corners of the room.

"What are you girls standing and doing?!. Search the room if you can see any photo of my daughter," She screams at her daughter two maids.

She's so sure she doesn't have any photo of her little daughter current looks except for when she was a little baby.

She sigh and walks out from the room, going back upstairs to see her husband.

Her little daughters room was downstairs beside hers and ever since she was brought into the palace by her husband, she has never for once climbed the staircase in the hall going upstairs.

She contemplate as she pause and decides to go upstairs to see her husband.

The sun is rising and the beautiful rays shine into the palace hall which is also the throne room radiating it exquisite looks.

She climb the flight of stairs and as she gets upstairs to the second floor she sees the Queen two trusted maids Chloe and Leah standing by the corridor entrance leading to all the rooms on the second floor and she also sees some stationed guards too standing there.

"Where's his majesty chambers?" She ask Chloe and as Chloe is about to respond, Queen Willow Albert steps out from her chambers and stare to her coldly.

"What are you doing here, you witch?."

"Good morning mother," She greets Queen Willow with her head slightly bend lower.

"I don't need your useless greetings, now leave!."

Queen Willow point back to the stairs and Queen Avery shudder.

"I only want to see his majesty."

"Really?. Can't you obey simple instructions?. Your daughter is missing and instead of you to be out in the street searching for her, you're here looking for my son and parading yourself as Queen. Your reign as queen will soon be over and Louis will definitely get a replacement for you. You cannot give him an heir and yet the one you managed to give birth too, you cannot even also keep an eye on her."

"Mother!" King Louis steps out and sees his mother hauling insulting words at his wife.

He's as well surprise to see her as she has never stepped foot upstairs before nor visit his chamber.

He quickly walks up to meet her and pulls her into a hug.

"Mother, Why're you been so mean to my wife?."

"Hmm.." Queen Willow stare away from him and turn to go back into her chamber.

She hates to see him getting lovey-dovey with his wife as she can never forgive his wife for killing her husband.

She walks into her chamber and calls her maid, "Leah!."

"Yes my queen!" Leah rushes in immediately and bow her head lower.

"Go out and Instruct the head-guard Jeremy to invite the chiefs. I will not sit and watch my son get ruin in the name of love."

"Okay my queen." Leah immediately exit her chamber and goes back downstairs to search for Jeremy Maverick.

She doesn't see him and she knows she dare not return back to inform the queen that he isn't in the palace, so she decides to wait for him.

King Louis takes his wife back to his chambers. It's her first time coming upstairs and he's surprise to see her.

He escort her back into his room, slowly opening his room door and closing it.

He remembers the past when they want to consummate their marriage and he asked her to come along upstairs with him upstairs, but she refused.

She never told him why she avoided the stairs but he ignores that as he loves her so much.

Walking into his chamber, he sits with her on the bed.

"Don't mind whatever my mother says to you. She's still grieving over father's death and keeps blaming you as the cause."

She pulls away from him and stare into his face.

"And you believe her?."

"No, I don't. But mother keeps judging you and I don't know why. Ever since the very first day she saw you, she never accepted you, but I don't want you to worry about her again."

He nears her on the bed and want to kiss her but she stands up rather.

"You believe your mother don't you?."

"No," He affirms and stands up with her.

"Am not a witch, and I don't have any powers."

"I know." He hugs her from behind and she shakes her head.

"There's something I haven't spoken to you about, and I want you to know the truth."

"What?!" He pulls away from her and stare to her pretty face, as he cups her chin and kisses her again.

"What do you want to tell me about, your secret?. If is something that will break my heart don't tell me."

She shrugs and turn to stare away from him.

He hugs her from behind again and pulls her gown down thru her shoulder to strip her bare.

"Am not from White Lily Kingdom," She drops the bombshell and he steps away from her as his eyes turns red.

"What do you mean by that?. Where are you from?."

She turn to face him and she stares downward.

"Am sorry. I don't want to go back home so I lied to you. Am from Greenwoods and my parents wants me to marry the king. I cannot marry him after his two wives and his promiscuous nature."

He holds his forehead as he stares away from her.

He has always known that his wife is not from their kingdom.

She looks so white and so different and even Greenwoods kingdom doesn't have that kind of white humans.

"Is that all you want to tell me about?" He ask her, not turning back to stare at her and she rush to hold him by his waist from behind as he's far taller than her.

"Please forgive me," She holds him tight as he want to push her away.

He doesn't know the reason why his forefathers were sworn enemies with Greenwoods even though they're neighboring kingdom.

"Please forgive me," She cries not wanting to let go of him and he sigh.

"Have always known you to be a foreigner. But never thought you're from Greenwoods. Don't let another hear this okay," He cups her face her kiss her as he loves her so much and really wants to make love to her.

He strips her and himself and carries her to his bed.

As his thru thrusting in and out of her resting on top of her, she says, "Am sorry, I killed your father," And his eyes darken and he pulls away from her and sit up on the bed.