Alia’s words caught everyone off-guard, and everyone looked at the King in surprise, wanting to see if he was angry.
King Cyrus, who would’ve usually snapped at being used like that, just leaned back in his chair before smirking.
On the other hand, Alia, who realized what nonsense she spoke to save herself, closed her eyes.
She made a mistake. He would retaliate, and this ti, it would be over for her. She sighed and was about to correct herself when King Cyrus’s words stopped her.
"She is right," He said.
Alia turned to look at him, her pupils dilated.
She looked straight into his eyes, and the man looked back at her with an equal intensity, challenging her to return her words.
She gulped. Why did she feel that rather than saving and helping her, he was indirectly trapping her into an invisible trap where she invited herself?
"The case is clear then. We are sorry for the inconvenience, Mrs. Alia," Brandon Silver said.
Alia stopped him because he was about to write his verdict on the sheet.
"Wait. Don’t you want to know if we want to press charges?" She asked.
Once again, her words left everyone stupefied. However, this ti, the healers weren’t the only ones.
Even King Cyrus raised his brows at her.
Was she so desperate to suck up to him that she was throwing her family under the bus just like that? He wondered.
Supporting his face with his fist, he observed the girl standing in the middle of the hall with so many people.
"What do you an?" Thas stood from his place.
Alia didn’t flinch at his rudeness this ti. Her body was starting to get accustod to his unwelcoming gaze now.
"What do you want us to do, Mrs. Alia?" Brandon Silver asked.
Alia looked at her husband before smiling.
"You guys wasted my husband’s ti, which is more precious than the lives of many here. I want the lady who had been accusing since earlier, throwing baseless remarks, beheaded," Alia said.
Everyone gasped.
The girl from earlier widened her eyes in horror.
King Cyrus quirked his brows. Beheading just for saying anything against her? Wasn’t she being too much? Then again, who was he to complain when he would’ve done the sa thing?
Fabian and Trevor gulped and looked at each other.
Why was their Princess suddenly looking like a match made in heaven?
"Have you lost it, Alia Everleigh?! One slap wasn’t enough to put so sense into your head. I will give you a nice beating," Thas wanted to co out of his chair to thrash her, but his friends stopped him.
Alia looked at her impatient father, who was ready to beat her over soone’s life who was badmouthing her.
A self-condescending smile appeared on her face. Her life and reputation never ant anything to her father. It shouldn’t be any news to her.
"Beheading? Won’t it be that too much?" The council leader asked.
Alia nodded.
"I don’t want you to kill her exactly. I just wanted people to see that my life or reputation doesn’t exactly matter to my community. Please don’t bother my husband next ti sothing like this happens. You can summon alone," Alia said before she looked at the girl.
"I am sure she was led, too, " she said and nodded at the leader before turning around.
She did not walk to her seat. Instead, she exited the hall directly.
King Cyrus’s heart struck at her words again, and he stood from his seat, looking straight at the Thas before shifting his dark gaze to Brandon Silver.
"I dare anyone to throw crude remarks at her or accuse her without any evidence. She might’ve joked about beheading to prove her point; I don’t have any such intentions. I will do it directly," King Cyrus threatened before he turned around and left with Fabian and Trevor.
That was a close call, Brandon Silver thought. Replaying everything that happened, he realized Alia was saving everyone from King Cyrus’s wrath. She stopped him from saying anything by being an active part of the conversation, unlike other girls who would’ve acted timidly.
This made his view of Alia a little more positive, and he smiled. He would rember to repay her for this.
Brandon looked at the healers before shaking his head, disappointed.
Hannah gritted her teeth. She had planned to humiliate Alia here, first by making her fall and then accusing her in the worst way possible.
However, who would’ve thought Alia who usually stays silent would start speaking suddenly? She was so caught off-guard that she couldn’t even spend ti with Alpha Killian and sow discord between her and the king.
She pressed her lips into a thin line before huffing.
She grabbed the hand of the girl who had been speaking earlier and made things worse for her.
"Miss Hannah, where are we –" The girl couldn’t complete her sentence when Hannah raised her hand and struck her hard.
The girl fell on the ground at the impact, her lips bursting and blood oozing from the corner of her lips.
"How dare you ruin my plans?" Hannah seethed.
Walking through the corridors to look for Alia and apologize to her personally, Ethan stood behind the pillar as he heard everything and his gaze darkened.
So it’s the elder daughter of Thas who has been plotting all this.
He dropped the idea of apologizing to Alia.
A plain apology wouldn’t help. It would be better if he investigated all the papers Hannah submitted in the past.
Then he will expose her.
This kind of apology would be more beneficial to Alia.
At the sa ti, Alia, standing near a rose garden and looking at the beautiful roses, didn’t feel King Cyrus’s presence and just sighed.
"Princess, are you okay?" Fabian asked, and Alia smiled sadly.
"My life is like these roses, don’t you think? I am a beautiful prodigy for healers, and everyone wants to have a mind like mine, but no one sees the thorns that adorn my life," Alia paused.
"They don’t see the hardships I suffer from how my family hates . And now that hatred is also starting to leak into your King’s life. Should I just leave and stay away from him?" she asked.
She had this sudden thought and couldn’t help but voice it out.
Fabian froze at the last sentence she said. Was she seriously thinking of leaving their king? Why?
He was about to speak when King Cyrus beat him to it.
"So you can go and stay with your lover?" He asked.
Alia, who hadn’t expected him to be there, widened her eyes.
She turned around to deny his words when King Cyrus snuck his hand around her waist and pulled her closer.
"Do you want to cuckold ?" He asked, his voice impossibly low but loud enough for her to hear.
There was a dangerous tone to his words as if he was seething poison and Alia gulped.
"N-no," She whispered out.
Cyrus scoffed at her before he pinched her cheeks, making her eyes turn red due to the assault and pain.
"If I ever caught you with him, you don’t even want to imagine what I will do to you," he said before he smiled and bent his face, placing his lips on her cheeks.
"Let’s go," He said, taking her to the helicopter.
Hannah, who saw this, gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.
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