“Arrest this woman! She shot your King!” the older woman pointed her finger towards Helena. “She shot him!” Helena’s stance turned on guard.
But before the guards could come and arrest the head of the High House, King Edison said, “No! Leave her!”
“What do you mean?!” Guilene’s eyes were wide. “I saw her shoot you!”
“N-no, she didn’t. She did nothing! Leave me alone!” the King raised his voice. The back of his head was bloody, and he stood up, quickly walking away from there.
“What did you do to him, witch!” demanded Guilene, glaring down at Helena.
Helena stared in the direction where King Edison had disappeared. She replied, “Ask the Devil.”
Guilene immediately left the room, following her son, while the guards and other servants turned extremely curious as to what was happening in the castle. Helena finally put her gun back to its original place before she headed out of the room and from the castle.
But Helena didn’t leave for Devon right away. She made a stop at the place where her brother had been buried.
Walking towards the grave in the forest where no one else was around. She didn’t forget the day her brother had been killed. It had scared her for her entire life.
‘NO!’ she had screamed when the guard had beheaded her brother. The blood was quick to spill on the ground, covering part of the floor while she stood there in shock.
‘Throw his body in the river!’ ordered King Solomon. ‘This traitor doesn’t deserve to be buried in the royal cemetery. Take his body and head from here!’
The guards who had been holding her back let her go, and Helena quickly ran to stand in front of the King. ‘Please don’t do this to him! Marcelo never did anything to threaten your throne! Please don’t take away the right of his burial rights.’
‘Helen,’ came the King’s loud voice. ‘You should be careful about siding with the traitor. You might be my niece but I won’t tolerate you trying to question me.’
‘You should have stopped him from committing the crime,’ said the then Queen Guilene with a huff.
‘On what basis? He did nothing wrong. He has been diligent with every work that you gave him, he has listened to every word without stepping out of line while compared to the other ministers who work here and receive the benefits. How is it right?’ demanded Helena.
The people in the royal court room gasped, seeing Helena dare to question the King and the Queen of Cait, demanding clarification from then.
“How dare you question the King’s decision when has he ever done anything without a reason!?” Guilene looked down at Helena from her seat.
Before Helena could say something, her caretaker placed his hand on Helena’s shoulder and whispered, “Please calm down and don’t speak.”
Helena’s hands had turned into fists, and if she could, she wanted to kill every person in this room, including the King and the Queen.
King Solomon raised his hand, and his wife closed her mouth while the other people in the room turned quiet. “I was being compassionate with you, and instead of being grateful, you dared to speak against me. From here on, I exile you from this castle. You shall not return to this castle, nor will you be welcomed. You can leave now.”
Helena turned to look at Edison, who was at the front of the crowd, but the man looked away from her when their eyes met.
“I had never intended to stay here. The reason I had stayed here until now doesn’t exist anymore,” stated Helena, her voice growing distant and cold over the loss of her brother.
“You can stay here, Dimitri,” said the King in a nonchalant voice.
Dimitri bowed his head, “I have been assigned to take care of Master Marcelo and Lady Helena since they were small. Please allow me to leave with her.”
“Suit yourself,” said King Solomon before waving his hand to dismiss them.
Both Helena and Dimitri stepped out of the castle, and both of them went to the river where her brother’s body had been tossed into it. She had dived into the river, searching for her brother’s body. After retrieving both parts of the body, she had buried him in the forest with the help of Dimitri.
It was the last time Helena had cried. She had spent two days in front of the grave while trying to wrap her head around what she had witnessed.
“He should have listened to me,” murmured Helena. “He wouldn’t have been in this state.”
Dimitri, who had taken care of both the siblings, could understand her grief, and he placed his hand on her shoulder. “Marcelo had faith and believed in every person, Lady Helena. He was different from the rest of the people.”
“He was too damn kind,” said Helena, closing her eyes while taking a deep breath. “I am not going to leave this as it is. I will bring him the justice that he deserves.”
Coming back to the present, she now stood in front of the wooden cross that Dimitri had made and had placed a stone. Helena stared at the cross with her hands held.
“I was worried back then, thinking you had ceased to exist. But knowing there are angels and the devil exist in this world, it makes me believe you are still there,” said Helena. “I have completed what I promised to you, and I mean to keep it that way.”
Whatever she had come here for, it seemed like somehow it had worked out because of the Devil. Not caring about the proposition, she got inside the carriage to head back to Devon. It was time to file the report on the things that had happened in Cait. Because if she were to hide it, she knew one day it would come back to get her.
Walking to the nearby stream inside the forest, she took away the monocle from one of her eyes. Splashing the water, she saw her moving reflection because of the water that continuously flowed. Her left eye could see things perfectly well, while her right eye had been bruised during a fight that took place in the past with King Edison’s men. It wasn’t that she had lost complete sight, but it had turned blurry. She wore the monocle back in its place to protect her eyes.
On the way, the carriage stopped for food and drank water before it reached Devon.
Returning to the headquarters that was posted in Devon and the town of Cossington, she entered the building to be greeted by the members of the High House.
“Good afternoon, Lady Helena,” one of the High House members greeted her.
“Afternoon,” murmured Helena, whilst she continued to walk towards her room. Once she got in, she went around the desk and sat down in her chair.
Soon her right-handed man knocked on the door and entered the room inside. He greeted her, “Welcome back, milady,” Dimitri bowed his head. “Was your trip peaceful?” he inquired.
“I shot Edison, but he is alive,” replied Helena in a grim tone.
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Please read this:
I request everyone to switch your votes to the book ‘The Fourth Mistress’ (TFM) from today onwards. The book is going to have around 60-80 chapters (current plan).
New book: Letters to Romeo. The book doesn’t have voting option enabled to it yet.
With TCO’s end around the corner, when a book is marked complete, it disappears from the ranking list. By providing your votes to the other ongoing books, it helps in providing exposure for new readers to find the book.
Also, I have tried to remove the privilege for the new month, so everyone should be able to access the next released chapters in the normal way.
