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C12 Bad Guys

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(A/N: First chapter of today. I'm going to try to do another one later, but my cousin wants to take me on her boat. So I'll probably write it when we get back to the house. Let's hope I don't get sea sick because it's been a while since I've been on a boat.)

POV Queen

Things aren't going well. First, the assassination on that annoyance fails. Then he somehow turns out to be a genius seen only every few thousand years. If that wasn't bad enough, a political faction forms for him and the kid didn't even lift a finger. What great deed did he do in his past life to grant him such luck in this one? Don't even mention those disloyal fools. How could they leave my son's faction for a child barely off his mother's milk? It just doesn't make sense. I understand that he has amazing potential, but he's still a child. *sigh* Today is another meeting, so my guards escort me to a mansion in the city. This mansion is owned by my father, and when he's in Vadena we use it to talk away from the palace.

"Your Majesty, your Father is waiting for you in his study." A maid says, and escorts me to the study door. *knock knock* she knocks on the door.

"Enter." I hear, and the maid opens the door for me. After opening the door, she leaves us to our privacy.

"Hello Father, it's good to see you in good health." I say taking a seat in front of his desk.

"Thank you, I refuse to be anything like that Earl Maxwell. I just had a meeting with him, and he was stuffing his face the entire time. You know he had a chair with wheels made because he can't walk, or he's just to damn lazy to move his feet. His servants cart him around, as he constantly fills his unending stomach. God, that man is disgusting." My father Duke Charles Freemont says from behind his desk.

"Argh don't even get me started on that horrid man." I said.

"Yes, unpleasantness aside how is our plan coming along I've been a little busy, but I heard we have some problems?" He asks.

"Problems? More like problem. Syrin Fortis is the reason for all of our troubles at the moment." I say.

"So, kill him." He says nonchalantly.

"I already tried that and failed." I say, my displeasure is palpable.

"You weren't caught right?" He asks.

"Of course not. Before the boy recovered I'd already covered my tracks." I inform.

"I'm going to impart you some wisdom dear daughter of mine. If at first you don't succeed, try, try again." He says, matter of factly.

"I was already planning on it, but the king won't allow for another poisoning. I'll need to do it another way." I voice.

"Why not a good old fashion assassin? They'll be expensive, but we can do it anonymously. That way if they fail then there's no worries." He says, and I nod agreeing with him. "Good, now how is the plan coming along."

"It's fine, father. Once the competition is out of the way, as the only candidate my son will be the next king. The faction has been a little rocky since some of our members just decided to join up with the competition, but we're still strong even without them." I say.

"Good, as long as Alexander becomes king we can kill that idiot Henry. When that's all said and done, we can rename this kingdom the Freemont kingdom if we wanted to." He says giving a wicked smile.

POV Alexander

Moms out again to meet with my grandfather, and I have to stay at the palace and play the good prince. God this is so boring. Why can't I become king already? I'm as old as father was when he became king, so he should just step down already. I'm so tired of playing this role so others will like me, and are willing to back me. If I was king it wouldn't matter if you liked me or not. I'd just kill whoever gets on my nerves and be done with it. What's that you don't like me? Off with his head. See isn't that easy? But no, I have to play nice because Syrin could still be chosen over me.

God, I hate that annoying shit stain. His mother ruined my parent's marriage, and then he had to be born out of the snatch of that harlot. My parents didn't have the best relationship, but at least they talked before that hussy came along. Now if I want to eat with my mother and father together, it has to be on some special occasion, and even then it feels forced. Why couldn't Syrin just die like he was supposed to? That maid probably didn't use enough poison. I think of this as I make my way to my father's office.

*knock knock*

I knock but no one answers. Wait a minute, his guards aren't stationed outside like usual. I grab the handle to the door and give it a twist. No, it's locked. That means he's not here, but this is the usual time when he would give me lessons on being king. I order a servant to disclose my father's whereabouts and find that he's in the palace gardens. Making my way there, I'm met with an infuriating sight. My father training my younger half brother Syrin in fire magic. How dare he! This is the time we spend together, and he cancels without informing me. What makes it even worse is that it's to train that fucking bastard.

My fist clench and my fingernails dig into my palms. What is going on? Ever since Syrin recovered from our poisoning father has been distant. Now he's canceling out lessons without even sending a servant to let me know. Does he know that mother and I were behind the poisoning? Nah, no way he would know that. We killed the maid right when she returned, so the trail leading back to us has already long been brushed away.

POV Syrin

In my room, I'm sitting on my couch enjoying a cup of tea as Souei gives me his report.

"Huh, all that happened today? Things seem to be getting interesting. You said the aerie was there as well?" I ask, and Souei nods. "I wonder what dad is going to do about it."

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