3.Selena Grayson

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-The Heir to the Throne-

[The Prime Minister's Residence, early winter]. After three years,

"You who can't even protect your head, still talk about justice?"

A faint voice with a blurry form came back. The leaves fall right in front of him. as if to indicate that autumn has arrived or is in progress.

"'Blusit!! I thought you were different, but now I realize it. Blood is thicker than love. You're no different from him. You are father and son. Both are cruel. "

"I regret ever knowing you!"

Degh...

Degh...

"AHHH...."

The woman immediately choked and woke up from her dream.

"Dreams," he mumbled quietly. "Even when I'm not lying on the bed."

Selena Grayson...

The woman sat on a chair facing directly towards the still closed window. She blinked her eyes slowly. A small light shone through her eyes. His body trembled, and his breathing rose and fell unsteadily.

His hand clutched his chest, which was aching. It was as if there were needles and knives stuck in his chest.

"Uhhhh....."

Selena took a deep breath for a moment, then let it out slowly. Her eyes scanned her surroundings.

The morning sun had just risen to the surface, although it wasn't very visible considering it was already winter. The celestial body tends to be covered by clouds that surround it.

The aroma of lavender flowers wafted through the room, slightly pungent. Incense sticks and some white cloths hung from the ceiling of the luxurious room.

In her private room, Selena recognized this place.

"Uhhh...."

A soft sigh was heard as his dark irises swept across the room, the concrete walls of brick and gold.

All the furniture looks classic. A large candle, a gold bed, and a silk blanket over her feet.

Selina closed her eyes. He gripped the handle of the chair he was sitting on tighter.

His long brown hair seemed to glow under the slightly dim candlelight. Her red lips looked as pale as those of a sick person.

"Miss, do you want the window to be opened wider?"

Degh...

Selena turned her head, her black eyes glaring at a young woman who was dressed the same as the maids.

"S-enough..." Selena struggled to move her tongue, which was still stiff.

A gentle breeze swept across the luxurious room that was more suitable to be called a living room than a room.

I like the princess's room, maybe. Spacious, majestic, elegant. just like a castle in a fairy tale. Everything is more real, especially with a more dominant classical impression.

Selena sat huddled in a chair, glaring at the concrete wall in front of her. His lips were perfectly closed, and the lines of rage radiated from his pale face.

Crack...

The big door opened, and a young servant appeared, accompanied by several other servants.

Selina turned. They stopped right at the wall of cloth that dangled from above the ceiling. No one intends to cross the barrier cloth.

"Miss, we have found the book you were looking for."

Serena nodded in understanding. "Bring it here."

The maids stepped up, handing the book in question to their mistress.

Selena rubbed the rough-looking open surface. It is a little old with the color of the paper has yellowed.

The woman sighed softly. "You may go."

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The sound of shoes bouncing on the marble floor was loud. It almost echoed through the halls of the residence of the prime minister of the kingdom of Alektrona, Mr. Antohony Grayson.

A young male servant walked in front at a brisk pace, accompanied by a young servant behind him.

The two of them stopped right in front of a large, beautifully carved door. The male servant knocked on the door quietly until someone in the room opened it.

"Hendry." A maid appeared behind the door, "Would you like to meet Mr. Anthony?"

Hendry Carter is the young butler of the prime minister's residence who has just succeeded his father. His family has been serving this family for generations, since the first generation. His presence is always respected, especially if Mr. Anthony and his wife are traveling elsewhere. Hendry is a temporary replacement to preside over the prime minister's residence.

"Are you there, sir?" he cried quietly.

"Wait a minute, th-"

"Who's coming, Emma? If Hendry lets him in, I'm waiting for him. "

The waitress didn't have time to finish her sentence. Mr. Anthony has spoken.

"Y-yes, sir."

Emma immediately opened the door wide. The male servant entered, followed by the younger female servant.

"How is my daughter?"

Mr. Anthony asked without turning to the butler, Hendry. He was busy wiping his sword while staring intently.

"Miss Selena is still as quiet as ever, sir."

Mr. Anthony stopped his activities. The man looked at one of the servants to keep his sword. Then she looked back at Henry.

"Again? Is he reading another book? "

"That's right, sir."

It was not unusual to hear that her only daughter was more interested in books. Or rather, the past week.

Selena had been quiet ever since she came back from the forbidden forest a few days ago. Not only that, but his demeanor had also turned a little taciturn.

Mr. Anthony sighed softly. The man looked up at the orange sky from the large window not far from where he was standing. He took a deep breath before he spoke again.

"What book is he reading this time?"

"Morgan Le Fay."

Degh...

Mr. Anthony turned around quickly. For a moment, he furrowed his brows in confusion.

"Morgan Le Fay? Fairy tales about witches? Why is Selena reading fairy tales? "

"I don't know, sir. But the maid in her room said "Miss Selena asked for the book five days ago."

Mr. Anthony said nothing more. He was silent, almost for a long time. His gaze was focused in several directions. His fist hardened suddenly.

His head was deep in thought. Nothing has changed in all these eight years. Even then, his daughter will not return like in the gloomy past.

Mr. Anthony let out a long sigh, "Investigate what happened in the forbidden forest. What did my daughter find there? "

"Yes, sir."

"Anything else?"

Hendry, the butler, was also silent for a while. Considering whether he should talk or not.

At the same time, Mr. Anthony turned around while frowning. "You want to say something, Handry?"

"No sir, It's just that the Morgan Le Fay book that Miss Selena reads is an ordinary book found in the library. I don't think there is any problem. Maybe Miss Selena just wants to read something unusual. Sir, don't worry. "

Mr. Anthony nodded in understanding. The man cleared his throat softly to dilute the tense sauce.

At the same time, Emma ran at a brisk pace into her master's room.

The maidservant panted with a pronounced pale expression.

"S-master, Miss Selena isn't in her room!"

To be continued...