Chapter 775 - Seven Hundred And Seventy-Five: The Perfect Loophole
The third point of view:
This was the showdown, Akim could tell. With him in Fiona's hands, she could do whatever she wanted with him.
It was almost as if he was on stage with the rest of Fiona's people staring up at him like so entertainnt.
"Tonight is a special day because we finally have the son of our enemy in our hands. And tonight after he goes through our trial, we would judge him appropriately," Fiona said, receiving applause from the crowd.
Akim watched as Anika climbed up the platform and circled him the way a predator would do to a prey before forcing a head-worn microphone on him.
However, before she left, Akim felt her drop sothing into his palm and it wasn't until he imdiately hurt himself, drawing blood that he realized it was a blade.
Akim's eyes widened yet he resud his composure so Fiona doesn't sense a thing between them especially now her whole attention and the crowd was on him.
Yet Akim couldn't stop the question in his head, why was she helping him? Could it be that she saw reason with his words and had a change of heart or was this one of her petty gas again? Akim was confused.
But one thing was for sure, Anika just gave him a chance of freedom and escape once the ti ca. He just hoped that Jasmine delivered his ssage and his parents were able to find him on ti else he's dood.
"First of all, let's give a standing ovation to our superhero, and my daughter, Anika who worked hard in making sure we had the enemy's son delivered into our hands tonight. She has been dedicated for our cause since young and today, proved her loyalty and so she deserves our appreciation today!" Fiona stirred the crowd with her words and soon, everyone was on their feet clapping and cheering for Anika.
If not for the fact that the razor blade had hurt him, Akim would have thought that Anika giving him the weapon was nothing but an illusion with the way Anika was shalessly basking in the glory the crowd showered on her.
She smiled, blew kisses, and waved to them all as the spotlight focused on her, making her the center of attention and giving Akim ti to start cutting at his bond.
Akim was careful with his movents so as not to raise suspicion nor alert the enemies of his movents. There were two guards at both sides of Fiona with fully loaded guns and he knew there was more in the crowd. He had to be smart.
Soon enough, they were done showering Anika with praises and she had climbed down the stage with the spotlight back on him again.
"And now, let's speak with our prince, Akim Revatio of Lincolnshire," there was a hint of mockery in Fiona's tone as she ntioned the title as if he wasn't worthy of it.
Fiona climbed up the stage just like Anika did monts ago. Walking over to him with a smirk, she asked, "How do you feel, Akim? "
"I'm quite disappointed," Said Akim.
"Over what?" Fiona wanted details.
"The fact that you're a coward,"
"What?" Fiona's face distorted at once.
"Instead of coming at my parents, you took their son. Well, you didn't exactly take since you sent your brave foster daughter to do your job," Akim said, further vexing Fiona while Anika stifled a laugh.
"I can see you took your mother's loose mouth," Fiona said.
"Wrong. That's from my dad actually," Akim added, "The old man can talk a lot of dirty shit that I wonder who made him king," It wasn't ant to be funny but half of the crowd watching them burst into laughter. The mic Anika gave him did a good job of transmitting his voice across.
Fiona went red in the face, this was supposed to be her stage and mont and yet that little punk humiliated her.
However, Akim was not over yet because he added before she could speak, "And I can see you're still salty over my father's rejection. Others cry and get over it when they suffer a heartbreak but you divide a kingdom instead,"
At that comnt, there arose a great murmuring amongst the crowd. Upon seeing the confusion, Akim gasped, "Don't tell you didn't tell your dear followers that this war started because you couldn't accept the king leaving you for another maiden," Akim finally saw a way to break them up.
The murmuring increased and it looked like they were about to question Fiona's competency and truthfulness. However, Akim was disturbed by Fiona's silence, her people were breaking apart and she was doing nothing? Sothing was not right.
"We give him just a minute and he's already sowed a seed of discord between us. This is why I encouraged you all never to trust these sweet-mouthed royals and yet look at what happened!" Fiona said and a wave of
silence fell over the crowd of people.
Fiona was just about to twist his words upside down, Akim finally realized her strategy. She had a sweet poisonous tongue, how else was she able to amass such huge followers over the years?
The people wanted an explanation and Fiona was ready to give them one - filled with lies.
"I agree that all of this started with my heartbreak but it made see the future clearer nor did the forr queen have rcy on the girl whose heart was shattered into pieces. The best thing she did was to exile to a foreign country,"
"Only because you pushed my mother off the stairs and made her lose her pregnancy," Akim defended fiercely.
"A set up by the queen to get out of the picture because she got a better daughter-in-law," Fiona countered, staring back at him with the sa intensity and a bit of a hidden smug grin.
Akim huffed because the worst mistake his grandmother, Queen Roselle made was never publicly addressing Fiona's cris in the past. She unintentionally created the perfect loophole for her.. The maltreated-would-have-been-queen of Lincolnshire.
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