The Forgotten Prince Chapter 65

Chapter 65: Chapter 65

"Have soone escort her to the ship and warn them that if she doesn’t leave on it, they will be on the next ship with her. I do not want to see her present another day," Zayne told Finn.

Finn smiled, wanting to go inside the room to see Lucy regretting her actions. It was quite amazing how far she was falling all because of one list she chose to believe. "I will do that right now."

"There has been soone coming to the gates to see ?" Zayne asked.

"I believe so," Finn replied, rembering there was a bit of noise earlier. "Soone keeps riding by the gates and seems to think we wouldn’t find it suspicious. Would you like

to take care of them? It could be the king’s doing."

"It’s not the king. The next ti a man nad Graham arrives here, let him inside quickly and bring him to . Where is the king’s response," Zayne asked, needing sothing to distract himself for now.

"I placed it in your private study. We might soon need to prepare to travel to the next town where the palace is so you might want to start thinking of selling that ho you have or finishing up whatever it is you go there for. I am thinking of going there for a visit. Or not," Finn added, walking away from Zayne.

Zayne knew right here the next person he was going to put on a ship to return ho. He continued on his way to his study, awaiting Graham’s visit so he could have a nice talk.

The day went by quickly and it was soon falling upon the hour for the soldiers to enjoy their dinner.

Zayne was still in his study, looking over the new camp for his soldiers for when they were finally allowed to go closer to the king. He had to think of what to do with Rose then. He didn’t trust leaving her alone in this town.

Rose would love to travel outside of this town but she might not want to leave Janice alone now that she was quickly getting attached to her. He might have to offer Janice more money to travel with him.

Luckily, from what was in the ssage from the palace, they didn’t have to move as soon as Finn thought. The king had gone back to wanting them at a distance. It was foolish considering King Jas invited them here to talk about peace.

A knock on the door disrupted Zayne’s focus on his work.

"Co in," he said loudly for the person outside to hear.

Finn entered the room, appearing annoyed. He led in the man Zayne had been waiting to see.

Graham inspected Zayne’s study which was filled with many things he had never seen before. "How is it that you are living more lavishly than

when I am from this town? Sell

a few of these things."

"See the others out," Zayne said, looking at Finn. Graham didn’t need his little followers for this conversation.

Graham looked over his shoulder at the n he brought with him. "No can do, Zayne. They go wherever I go."

"Afraid of ?" Zayne asked, leaning back on the chair.

Graham laughed as it was ridiculous for Zayne to think anyone was scared of him. "You are good at telling jokes. I have nothing to be afraid of. Stand outside the door," he ordered his n.

Graham wasn’t the slightest bit afraid of Zayne. He was pissed because Zayne had stolen from him.

Zayne tapped his fingers three tis on the table before him whilst looking at Finn who nodded his head in response.

Graham took a seat as soon as the door closed. "Soone must have told you why I have been coming here. Ti is money for . I shouldn’t have to co to you about a woman that I own. You have Rose, don’t you?"

"I do," Zayne confessed.

Graham was slightly surprised that Zayne was this bold to admit to it. He was expecting to co here and hear so lies from Zayne’s end. Watching how calm Zayne was, Graham knew that Zayne wasn’t afraid of him either. "I want her back."

’That I will not do," Zayne answered. "Instead, you are going to tell

who sold her to you and hand over her paper."

Graham laughed. "You have so nerve to not only keep her from

but to ask that I tell you sothing so private. I want back what belongs to

and I want her back now. If you have enjoyed her before I did, you will have hell to pay."

"But don’t worry," Graham continued. "Rose will equally pay. How about I place you near to hear her scream?"

Zayne tapped one finger on the desk to keep himself calm. There was never a ti he sat with Graham where he didn’t want to kill him.

"Have you? Have you slept with her yet? I only had the pleasure of kissing and touching her at tis so it would upset

if you did more than . If you had just waited, if I had grown bored of her, then I would sell her. There are plenty of custors making high offers to be the second man to bed her-"

"Who sold her?" Zayne questioned, speaking over Graham.

"And why would you like to know that? Do you want to find out if there are others like her? I’ve been curious about it too. I would like to find a whole lot of Roses. Then my businesses would soar. Unfortunately, I can’t find the man who sold her to my father. Maybe I should start looking for him," Graham considered.

How did that man get his hands on such a pretty flower? Even back then, his father couldn’t believe his eyes that he had managed to find among slaves.

"I have other pretty won you can use in the anti so give

Rose. I’ve raised her carefully for when I wanted to bed her. You cannot and will not steal that from . The longer you keep her from , the more cruel I will be when I have her. You decide," Graham said, waiting for Zayne to co to his senses.

Zayne looked to his right at the swords he placed on a table. It was almost wrong for him to kill Graham with one of those swords. "I am not giving her back to you."

"She is mine you fucking foreigner bastard. My family bought her and has her papers. I own her!" Graham yelled, standing up to place his hands on Zayne’s desk to tower over Zayne. "I can do whatever I like to her. I will chain her to my bed when she returns to . You are not doing her any good by keeping her from ."

Zayne stood up to grab Graham’s shirt just as before Graham tried to move back to his seat. He had heard enough and nothing he would do now would settle his anger. "She’s not coming back to you. She’s free."

Graham tried to remove Zayne’s hands from wrinkling up the shirt which was not cheap. "Take your hand off of . Guards!" Graham called for his n to co inside but there was silence. "Guards!" He called again.

Zayne pulled Graham by his shirt to drag him over the table, ignoring the ss he made.