The Forgotten Prince Chapter 190

Chapter 190: Chapter 190

Henry suspected Kiara of being involved in the current state of the palace when he saw her with Zayne. What act was she trying to do now by sitting on the floor? It was unlike her to sit there so she was going well out of her way to put on a good show.

Henry started to walk toward his sister but Finn blocked him. "Are you happy now, Kiara? Your plans led to your father dying. I hope you are burning with guilt since he loved you most. How could you join hands with this bastard?"

Kiara refused to answer Henry. How could he suspect her of knowing any of this when she was sitting on the floor gasping for air? Zayne could have broken her neck over sothing small she did in the past.

She wasn’t going to join hands with Zayne. Kiara was going to kill him when she got the chance.

"Answer !" Henry yelled.

"Henry," Mateo spoke up, sensing the danger around them.

If Kiara was working with the outsiders, was it smart to be yelling at her now?

Zayne pulled Henry forward close to where Kiara sat.

"Don’t touch !" Henry spat, trying to swat Zayne’s hands off of him. "I am still the crown prince of this kingdom. You can speak without touching ."

Zayne raised his hand to stop Finn and the others present from approaching Henry. He unsheathed his sword which shut Henry up and made him try to back away to Mateo’s side.

"On your knees," Zayne instructed Henry. "I can’t go all day hearing your voice."

Henry was growing to be a lot like his father. He was bound to annoy Zayne again or do sothing foolish.

Henry refused to bow. "We can continue the truce-"

The snap of Zayne’s fingers led the n around them to go toward Henry to force him down onto his knees.

Mateo stayed out of the way and remained silent, sothing which kept him out of his sibling’s feuds for years. Henry talked too much which placed him in the position he was now. The title of crown prince wasn’t worth what Henry believed it was.

Henry glared at Zayne as he struggled to fight against the hold of the n around him. "You acted like you cared for the people when in the sa breath you are trying to punish

for what my father did. I haven’t had my reign as king yet."

Zayne waited for Henry’s hands to be tied and then positioned his sword at the back of Henry’s neck.

"I can be better than my father. I can make the slave trade go away," Henry promised, frantically trying to find the solution to save his life. Beads of sweat trickled down the side of his face and the hairs on his arm stood tall as he felt the icy feeling of Zayne’s blade. "I can make it alright. Just agree to do the truce."

"Answer !" Henry yelled. He needed an answer to know whether there was hope for his life.

Unfortunately, Zayne didn’t have anything to say when his mind was made up. He positioned the blade at Henry’s neck where he wanted to cut.

Mateo covered his mouth and looked away. This was what he wanted but just like his father’s death it still made him sick to his stomach. They weren’t the greatest family but they were still family. He had to bear with this a little longer to get to the throne. This was the only way.

In ti he could forgive himself by going to the church to ask for it.

Henry attempted the stand since he knew what the silence ant and Zayne teased him by having the blade touch his neck. "Ha," he celebrated as he was able to get to his feet despite his hands tied.

Kiara looked up to see what her foolish brother had done now but to her horror, Henry’s head dropped right as she looked up. Blood splattered, dirtying the bottom of her dress.

Kiara found difficulty breathing as she stared at Henry’s head which dropped and rolled near her feet. She always thought it would be satisfying to see Henry die but it would only be so at her hands. It would have been satisfying to see her plans to turn her brothers against each other causing the two to kill each other.

Kiara bit her lip. She felt angry right now. Not because her brother was dead but Zayne had rid her of the chance she waited so long for. All her plotting had gone to waste just for Zayne to behead Henry.

What truly hurt was hearing that her father had died. He was always the only one on her side and for killing him, Zayne was going to suffer even if it ant her having to die for it to happen.

Kiara smiled, bowing her head as she knew Zayne was going to feel her pain. She was lucky to have sent Mathias out to kill Rose. Zayne didn’t know what awaited him when he saw her again.

’I must survive to see his pain,’ Kiara decided.

Zayne wiped Henry’s blood off his sword with a cloth handed to him. His gaze went to Mateo on the verge of throwing up. He was silent now but still a nuisance.

Mateo noticed Zayne’s sudden interest in him and put his hands up to show he wasn’t going to fight. "I told you that I am on your side. If you give

a chance, I can make a difference. I wanted the truce to work but my father wouldn’t let

speak. I would have gotten rid of the slaves had I-"

"You knew about them," Kiara spoke up. Since her brothers were easy pickings right now, she had to play on it. It was better that Zayne took his frustration out on her brothers and just placed her in a room.

Kiara smiled when her eyes t with Mateo’s. "I knew about them and you did as well. You went to your father’s allies to see the won they had. Why are you acting lost now when you used to joke about those parties being better than brothels? The maids you entertain speak a lot if you offer them money."

Mateo balled up his fist, wishing he could kill Kiara now. What was the point in keeping her alive when she was useless? What worth did the princess have now unless Zayne wanted to bed her?

"She is lying. My sister is quite good with her words. I didn’t know about any slaves until you arrived. My father wouldn’t take

out of the palace with him when he visited his friends. She’s lying to get

killed," Mateo accused Kiara.

Mateo knew Kiara was well aware there wasn’t a way for her to get on Zayne’s side so she was taking him down with her. Whatever maids she had spoken to told her lies since he never attended a party with his father.

"I know. Pick her up," Zayne said, dropping the now blood-stained cloth on the floor.

Mateo grinned, relishing in the mont of his sister’s downfall.

Kiara frowned, upset that her plans were not working now but her disappointnt didn’t last long.

Zayne swung the sword again, striking Mateo who let out a piercing scream.

Unlike Henry’s death, Kiara laughed at Mateo’s state. He was a little too cocky, thinking he could help with her demise. "I lied," Kiara confessed to Zayne.

"I know," Zayne replied.

He would never trust what ca out of Kiara’s mouth concerning her brothers. From day one, he saw how she toyed with them. Mateo was just set to die.