58 Brutal confrontation

"Despite your attempts to harm the queen, including the Prince's inappropriate behavior towards her and planting a spy within her court, the king chose to show leniency towards you. It should be noted that this decision was not solely his, but also the decision of the prime ministers." Byron, with a smirk, adds to the tension by approaching Consort Suva and placing a scroll beside them.

Straighten his coat and walk away majestically.

"The spy's death has been linked to us!" Prince Danyon bellows, his chances of winning the war for the throne now even slimmer. He's nothing more than a clay stone painted gold. "That foolish maid of mine must have been caught after killing our spy," Consort Suva laments, regretting ever sending her. They'll undoubtedly torture the truth out of her. That maid has cost her everything, but this is far from over. They may have won the battle, but she is determined to win the war.

"What do we do now? We are just commoners now aunt. Half of your monthly income, how will we survive?" Asa just got her freedom she isn't ready to live as a pauper. She is not going to give up on her luxurious lifestyle.

"This is far from over. Let them rejoice over their little victory. I will win the war." Consort says, folding her fist. Just then, the prime minister walks in.

Asa rushed towards her father, calling out "Father!" and wrapping her arms around him in a warm embrace. She was surprised by his joy at seeing her, and wondered if he had a plan in mind. The prime minister hugged his daughter tightly and spoke sweetly to her, saying "My precious daughter, you must have suffered greatly in there. Stay strong a little longer, and soon they will all bow at your feet." Asa hissed in agreement, resting her head on her father's chest while he gently stroked her hair.

Prince Danyon, Asa's cousin, stood up and spoke his mind. He was angry that his uncle had stripped them of their titles to save his daughter, and demanded to know what the prime minister's plan was. "Do you have a great plan to get us out of this mess, uncle?" he grumbled. The prime minister replied calmly, saying "For now, all we can do is wait and attack at the right time."

Prince Danyon was outraged by this response. "Wait? Waiting is the plan?" he exclaimed. "Meanwhile, the king and queen are winning over the kingdom, and soon there will be an heir and it will be too late. I'm beginning to think you sacrificed us just to save your daughter." He looked straight into the prime minister's eyes, unafraid of him and unwilling to play nice just to win his favor.

"Excuse me!" Prime Minister Young howls turning to look at the young man who has now grown wins to question him.

"No, you tell me, are we still in the same team 'cause clearly, it doesn't look like it." Prince Danyon replied boldly sending a clear message.

"Don't you think for a second, I don't know your stupid brother was the reason why my plans were ruined? The reason why my daughter had to suffer. You all knew about it and hide the truth from me!" Prime Minister Young yells as Prince Dewey clinched onto his mother terrified.

"No, sir you can't blame us or my brother for your daughter being a hoe!" Prince Danyon was on fire and he is declaring war. He was pretty angry as it is. All the people who had worked so hard to support him over the years are going to stop supporting him now because he can't afford to fill their pockets swimming in gold coins.

"What did you say!!" Prime Minister Young howls landing a hard punch in his jaw. Prince Danyon almost fell as his lips bleed.

"How dare you call my daughter that!!! You do not wish to live anymore do you?" The prime minister grumbled as Prince Danyon traced his finger on it and then lick it. He was about to hit the poor man back when his mother stood in the way.

"That's enough Danyon!!! You have crossed all boundaries and this stops now!!! Now apologize to your uncle," Consort Suva ordered.

"I said apologise Danyon Kemal! Now!!" Consort Suva said with finality and she might every single word. She was still a mother who can put her kids in order.

"What!!" Prince Danyon was in a rage and couldn't believe his ears. The prime minister betrayed all of them.

"Don't make me repeat myself Danyon, you know me. You know what I can do," Consort Suva said for the last time.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me. I don't feel well lately. Please excuse me," Prince Danyon struggle to say and trotted away, all his hope has being taken away from him and no one understands him or how he was feeling.

"What is done, now we wait. Don't worry Asa will have everything she needs here. We are a family and we take care of each other. We watch for each other. It's what we do." Consort Suva whispered holding back her anger and always keeping a rational mind in the face of challenges.

"Good! Take care my princess and you, my daughter is way out of your league. Stay the hell away from her," the prime minister sounded this warning to Prince Dewey.

"Don't worry, I will make sure of it," Consort Suva assured him before he turn to leave. Once he was out of the hall, Consort Suva picks up the scroll and walk to her chair.

"Now you two leave me alone," she said as Asa walks to her chamber and Prince Dewey to his. Her mother found him a maid to keep him company.

He only felt safe in his chamber and he enjoyed spending all of his time there. He didn't look back to look at Asa but straight to his chamber. He had a naked maiden tired to his bed.

Once he entered, he shut the doors and went into her. It was the only way to keep him safe and inside his chamber and not cause his mother any more trouble.

The poor girl only gets to rest when the Prince steps out for a bath, eats, or speaks to his mother. She is like a sex toy Consort Suva purchased to keep her son's sanity. Prince Danyon finds it disgusting but their mother will do anything to please her favorite son. She promised he will have any maid he wants as long as she works at the south wing.

Prince Danyon also has his own way of entertaining himself unlike his brother the maid wants to be in his bed willingly.