The Forgotten Prince Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Chapter 103

Silence fell upon the room after Zayne’s comnt which was directed at Jas. The princes looked to their father, waiting for him to call out Zayne for what he said.

To everyone’s shock, Jas laughed. "I wasn’t told you had a funny side to you."

"I didn’t know I had one as well," Zayne replied. He was quite serious but if Jas took it as a joke then so be it.

"You were the right person for them to send here. Isn’t he funny, Lilian?" Jas finally acknowledged his wife.

Lilian smiled, nodding her head to agree with Jas.

Finn sighed in relief, happy that Zayne’s words were not taken seriously.

"Sit down and enjoy so of the finest rum my kingdom has to offer. I sent my servants around to get the best ones for you," Jas said, pointing at the new bottle.

"Thank you for being so thoughtful but I don’t like to drink in settings like this. We should speak about the truce first and then we can see if there is sothing worth drinking over," Zayne replied, refusing the drink.

"Right. I thought the truce was already done since you ca all the way here. Our kingdoms are both quite large so it would benefit us to be allies. Don’t you agree?" Jas asked.

"I agree that it would benefit you. We were not the ones losing-’

"Lies!" Richard yelled. To say that their kingdom was losing ant that he was not putting up a good fight. "We had your ships turning around."

"Is that so? When was this?" Zayne questioned, amused by the little tale.

"Enough!" Jas yelled, angered by where the conversation was heading. "We are not here to speak of who was losing or winning. We are here to join hands. Forgive him, Prince Zayne."

"I prefer to go by general when I am out of my palace. There is a lot that needs to be considered before we think of becoming your allies. You hadn’t ntioned your kingdom having slaves," Zayne said, paying close attention to the royal’s reactions.

"Slaves? M-My kingdom does not have slaves. Who has told you these lies? There are no slaves here. Richard, find the liar and bring before ," Jas spoke loudly, pointing to the soldiers in the room. "I will have them hung."

"If you hang , the truce you speak of will be long forgotten. I saw it with my own eyes that you have slaves here. Do you think there is sothing wrong with my eyes, King Jas?" Zayne asked in a mocking tone.

Jas did not anticipate that Zayne would have seen it. Where could he have seen soone with slaves? Jas could only laugh to play it off. "I was not aware of slaves in my kingdom. Like you, I am fully against it. I will have my soldiers search the kingdom for anyone who owns slaves. Would that be enough?"

"Are you sending your soldiers out because you care or to please ? Your next answer will decide the fate of the truce," Zayne said, noticing every drop of sweat sliding down the side of Jas’s face.

It was obvious that Jas was aware of the slaves but like those involved in the business, Jas would benefit from it too.

"My husband did not know about it nor did I. We shall do our best to end where you saw there were slaves," Lilian spoke up to save her husband.

Jas gritted his teeth, annoyed that she stepped in just when he had the answer. "It is just as my wife said. I did not know of it or I would have stopped it long ago. It isn’t very often that I leave my palace to see how my people are doing."

"I can tell," Zayne comnted. "It would do you so good to have a look around the kingdom."

"Or better yet, I should send my second son Mateo," Jas proposed.

Zayne smiled, finding it funny that Jas would send the spare but not the heir. "That is a good idea but you must be careful. Your people might co to like the son they see over the crown prince who hides away behind high walls."

"I do not hide away," Henry argued, the sound of his hand slamming against the wooden table echoing in the room. "I was ready to go out to defend my kingdom. It must be luck that we did not et on the battlefield."

"Whose luck?" Zayne humoured the little prince. One of them spent years in the army while the other didn’t go further than the palace gates. "Is the crown prince an excellent fighter, King Jas?"

"Of course he is. He is my son after all. I can never find a good teacher to stay by his side for long since they keep losing to him. He is years ahead of his peers with his skill," Jas boasted, proud of his heir.

Zayne sensed sothing was wrong based on the expression creeping onto the second prince’s face. "Then, I would love to have a match against him one day. I love to et new opponents. That will be after the truce is done."

"Of course. And the loser should not have any hard feelings. We must accept it," Jas said, laughing as he grabbed Henry’s shoulders to cheer him on. "I trust that my son will not fail ."

Richard hoped the king would change his mind. It wasn’t a great idea to put the crown prince up against a man like Zayne. Their build was different and one had more experience. It was well known that the crown prince wasn’t as good as the king made him sound.

After Henry cried about defeat and his father punished the teacher, who would be so foolish to win a match against Henry? Everyone who threw a match to let the prince win was in danger should Zayne beat him.

"I have been thinking for a while now. The best way for us to seal this truce is with a wedding-"

"No," Zayne denied the offer before Jas could finish. "I am not here to get married. I am sure the princess is lovely but you should not marry her off to a man she doesn’t know."

"My daughter knows her duty to this kingdom," said Jas.

"It is hard to tell with the way she is not present right now. Your daughter might know her duty but I know that I do not want your daughter. Do not ntion marriage again as it will only infuriate . We should start going over what you want from the truce," Zayne said, getting back on topic.

Jas could not move forward before he knew what was wrong with his daughter. "My little Kiara is the most sought-after woman in this kingdom. Any man would be on his knees, begging to have her."

"Good. Then she won’t have any problems finding a husband. That is if you are not boasting about her like you did about your kingdom and your son’s skills. Then I might have so doubt in your words," Zayne replied.

"You!" Jas stood up. "How dare you co in here and insult my daughter? As well as calling

a liar!"

"Well, I couldn’t say that you are truthful because then I would be a liar and we can’t have that," Zayne replied, tapping his fingers against the table two tis.