The Forgotten Prince Chapter 122

Chapter 122: Chapter 122

"Move your sword," Zayne instructed Alexander.

"She is innocent," Alexander argued, refusing to let soone who ant no harm die. Quinn was only listening to Kiara’s order and Zayne should be smart enough to know it. "Put down your sword and enjoy the festival. We will look into what happened."

"This is a little bit too much," Kiara said, touching Alexander’s hand. "My father wouldn’t like hearing about this. Quinn, did you do sothing when you left my side?"

"I did, princess," Quinn confessed.

"Then, it is only fair that you are punished for it. Where is Rose? Let

apologise to her for the actions of my maid. Quinn acted without my order. I shall see to it that she is properly punished," Kiara said, pushing Alexander’s sword away to stop the fight.

While Kiara was enjoying the ss she created, she couldn’t have Zayne involved in a fight. Not on the night her father wanted the festival to go well.

Zayne lowered his sword, once more unimpressed with Rose’s choice of a friend. This would have never happened had Alexander been more careful when he approached Rose. Rose didn’t need this now or at any point in the future.

"No need to apologise. It wouldn’t be genuine," Zayne said, turning around to leave as he got what he ca for.

Alexander put away his sword. He didn’t like how it was so easy for Quinn to almost die. Kiara’s laughter upset him as this was her doing.

"I didn’t think he would be so in love with her. You," Kiara turned to Alexander. "You won’t stand a chance to get her so just love . Love

and I won’t do what I have in mind. If I ever hear of you going near the woman who is not a sister to you, I will imprison her deep in the dungeon. Understood?"

"Speak," Kiara ordered Alexander as his silence bothered her. "I will not lose you to a common woman or any other kind of woman. You are mine. Now, co with

to walk around the festival."

Kiara glanced at Quinn who looked too pathetic for her liking. Quinn had almost done well. She failed when she got caught by Zayne. "You shall have a reward waiting for you in the morning. You made

be on the receiving end of the general’s anger but I spare you because I like you."

"Thank you for sparing , princess. You are most kind," Quinn cried, going down to her knees to show how grateful she was. She had to thank her lucky stars that she was not killed tonight. She had proven herself to the princess so she should not be cast to the side.

Kiara turned away from Quinn to have one final look at Zayne. He was a far greater challenge than Alexander but she was confident that she could have him bow to her. Seeing Zayne’s anger over Rose, she was more determined to get rid of Rose. It did not sit well with Kiara for Zayne to dismiss her but like Rose.

"Co," Kiara ordered her servants.

Away from the group, Liam walked with Zayne keeping watch for the princess’s guards. Zayne pointing his sword to a palace maid could easily be misunderstood.

"Were you going to kill the maid? That would go against everything you stand for," Liam said, confused by Zayne’s actions.

"I was not going to kill her. I wanted to see how crazy the princess was," Zayne replied.

It had to be Kiara’s order yet she stood by ready to let her maid take the fall for it and be killed. So far, Kiara was more dangerous than her brothers and this was only the beginning of Zayne knowing about the princess.

"We were warned to keep watch of the crown princess but no one said anything about the princess," said Liam.

Zayne led the way back to the madam’s shop where Rose should be close to ready. "Sohow, she hides her intentions from those who might be able to stop her. You are to join as Rose’s guard when she has to co to the market. The princess has Rose as her target now. You mustn’t let anything happen to Rose while I am away."

"I won’t but you’ve dug a hole for yourself. You’ve shown what your weakness is and if the princess tells the king-"

"She won’t," Zayne interjected. "She has a way of manipulating her father but I have a feeling she won’t bring up Rose as I will speak of her guard. Besides, soone like her wouldn’t want it known she lost

to a woman, not from a noble family."

"Seeing their princess, your sister is starting to appear normal. Should I gather the soldiers for us to start heading back to camp? I have a bad feeling about us staying here too long," Liam said, noticing a town guard staring at them.

Liam had noticed a group of town guards following them when they arrived, stalking them wherever they went. How were they to enjoy the festival when the guards were always one step behind them?

"Gather everyone in one hour. We will not leave until everyone is accounted for. Excuse ," Zayne said, going ahead to enter the shop.

"We are closed for the night-"

"He is the custor we accepted. She is almost ready," Charlotte inford Zayne. "She is with the people you said are her guards. Please send her again. It was fun getting her cleaned and dressed up. We threw out the dress and placed her in sothing more trendy amongst won her age. If you visit in the morning, we can put out more dresses for her."

Zayne would like to do that but the only person Rose might accept dresses from was Janice. There wasn’t a way for Zayne to trick Rose and say there were old dresses lying around which she could take and he didn’t want to lie to Rose.

Charlotte stared at the handso foreigner. The man in the middle of all the young won’s conversations. She had learned from Rose that he was the general.

Charlotte didn’t get an answer to how the lady she cleaned got one of the foreigners. The madam’s other custors who would love to know as many would flock here once they put the word out that the woman by the general’s side was dressed here.

"You have been staring too long," Zayne said to end the silence. "Is there sothing you need to say to ? More money?"

Charlotte shook her head. "Your presence here will bring enough business to my mother tomorrow. Thank you for coming to us."

"Are you familiar with many of the won in this town?" Zayne questioned, realising sothing important now that he was not blinded by anger.

"I am. My mother- The madam makes dresses for many of the won in town. She was invited to the palace once. She is not only talented with dresses. The madam can make sothing for you," Charlotte offered.

"It is not a dress that I seek. After looking at Rose, does she remind you of any of the won here in town?"

Charlotte slowly nodded her head as one face ca to mind. "I mistook her for soone when you brought her in. I have only seen the lady once but it is hard to forget her. The young lady with you reminded

of Lady Ambrose."