WHEN IT'S TIME WE'LL STRIKE chapter 52

The crown prince Logan sat crossed leg in the court room not caring if the court officials looked at him disdainfully. His button was open as always and he was playing with few strands of his hair.

" The people of Xavier are now illegally entering our kingdom", one of the court officials said caressing his beard.

"What do you mean by illegally. As we all know it, there's a friendly alliance with the kingdom and the movement are not in anyway restricted", the crown prince Logan said looking at the official.

The official stopped caressing his beard and looked at the crown prince straight in the eye, but removed it quickly having seen that deadly and deceitful look his eyes wore. Those eyes that were as dark as the night sky.

" Forgive me your highness for being so stupid", he said and bowed down. " What I meant to say was the rise in our population. Due to the emigration of the Xavians from their land", he continued as he once more began stroking his beard. The court officials nodded and started murmuring.

When he was young and the first time he came for a court meeting, he observed that nobody questioned the king, his father. That man whom he took after so well. Except that his father, the late king never dressed do immoral, opening his chest and looking like a gangster prince.

Who cares.

And he was right, nobody did care about him. So it wasn't a question... It was a statement of fact.

" The rise in population?" He asked looking surprised when of course he had known this two weeks ago and was trying to look for a solution then. " Yes, your highness, it is really bad . We might start to experience inflation", another official said.

The crown prince Logan smiled. " The borders should be shut for now. One must obtain a card, so if he wants to come to my kingdom, he must have a valid reason and a job at Xavier", he said and they nodded.

Just then, a guard came in and announced the presence of lord Marcuse.

"Court dismissed", he said without rounding off the meeting. The court officials nodded, bowed and started leaving.

Lord Marcuse came in and stood looking at the officials as they left. Some of them were giving him a questioning look while some were already gossipping but for one thing he was sure of, words will never go round that he met the crown prince Logan.

"I told you to stop coming univited or thrice in a week", crown prince Logan said looking at his nails. Lord Marcuse sighed. "Just wondering ".

"What?" He asked not caring what he'd say. He was just looking at his nails, petting those cat like things - sharp and long. " When exactly are we going to destroy that stupid kingdom?" He asked and crown prince Logan laughed.

The Lord Marcuse walked towards him and crown prince Logan stood and began pacing the room. " The time is not here", he said and Lord Marcuse sighed.

"What do you mean?" He asked and crown prince Logan rolled his eyes.

" You can't take the queen down by just a surprise attack, her armies are always ready to fight ", he said.

" So what do you want us to do at this moment _" Lord Marcuse laughed, then continued, "_ sit and wait for the queen to die of old age or disease? Ha , what a laugh", he said actually laughing.

" No", he said .

"She won't die of old age or health deterioration. So that's a child's thinking. I know the only thing that will make her die ",

"What is it?" Lord Marcuse asked.

" Her throne ", he said huskily and so evily that he could be pictured as the male version of Delilah.

Lord Marcuse laughed. " How can her throne be the reason she's living", he said but when he saw that his partner in crime wasn't smiling, he maintained. " It is. And that's what I want to take from her", he said bringing out his nails that were so sharp.

The crown prince Logan smiled using his nails to play with his lips and cut himself unawares. " You're bleeding, your highness", Lord Marcuse said and crown prince Logan laughed. " This war requires patience and craftiness. So let's wait a little more", he said and Lord Marcuse nodded.

" When it's time, we'll strike", Lord Marcuse said understandably.

As he was about to go, crown prince Logan stopped him. " I heard that Alex went to pay tribute to the queen ", he said and Lord Marcuse turned to him. "Didn't we talk about it?" He asked and crown prince Logan laughed out loud.

" Did you? You're not sure, Lord Marcuse ", he said and went towards the Lord of Novio with his nails stuck out like that of a tiger.

" But it's your business isn't it? I heard he threatened someone", he said still coming towards him in slow strides. " He never said anything like that to me", Lord Marcuse said shaking his head.

"Why would he?" He asked.

"Just warn him to keep off or else our deal might end up being useless ", he said putting a finger on Lord Marcuse's lips and he dug into his skin.

The Lord of Novio pushed him away. "I won't forget to tell him to mind his business", he said and crown prince Logan smiled. " Now again, you should visit me instead of bringing that gods forsaken creature to stand in for you, he irritates me", he said and Lord Marcuse sensed the spark of wrong electric charge between the two of them. Which left him to wonder what had transpired between the two people who of course he never knew themselves.

"I'll take my leave, your highness", he said and was about leaving when he said something. " The crown prince Alexandro must have done something heinous to you", he said and before the crown prince Logan could respond, the Lord Marcuse of Novio had left.

He's a bastard, that's all.

The crown prince Logan sat on his throne and recalled those days, but quickly shunned it. It brought memories... Bad memories. He had to do this. He somehow trusted Celine. He knew or maybe believed she could do the job and come back unnoticed.

That queen would leave the throne very soon.

He was sure of it.