Chapter 622: The Healer (1/2)
Prince Najja was basking under the glow of the Iron Lords and ministers' salute. He was finally beat all his brothers to the throne despite his half blood lineage! He stepped forward to the head of the chamber and exchange a knowing smile with his royal uncle and was about to give a rousing speech that was prepared for him to the entire Council when the doors slammed open.
A figure stood at the doors, his golden hair glowing under the sun rays that shone through the windows. Despite the anger on his face, it only served to make his handsome look more defined. Recognizing the figure to be his third brother, Prince Najja's jaw dropped and he stared in surprise and resentment.
”What nonsense is this?” The powerful voice of the Third Prince echoed down the chamber. ”Who is the Crown Prince?”
Lord Sincia stood up and smiled in a grandfatherly way, ”Prince Herod! It is good to see you are well! Your disappearance has greatly worried us all!”
Prince Herod ignored his royal uncle words and instead he walked towards the head of the chamber and stood before his second brother. ”You want to be Crown Prince?”
Prince Najja's face turned red with anger and he snapped, ”The Council has voted me to be Crown Prince! I am the Crown Prince now!”
”Tsk,” Prince Herod shook his head and sneered. ”A half blood wanting the Iron Throne?”
He turned and faced the Council, ”You all wish to put a half blood on the Iron Throne?”
None of the Lords and ministers that voiced their support could meet his eyes. Prince Herod sneered again and shook his head, ”I thought so.”
”You! Guards! Guards!” Prince Najja cried out as he hopped in anger, looking like some oversized balloon bouncing. ”Take this disrespectful lout away!”
The guards that entered paused in surprise as they saw who the Second Prince was pointing to. They hesitated on what to do and even glanced at the nearby Lords and ministers for help but all of them averted their eyes away, not wanting to offend any party. Prince Najja's face grew redder by the moment as he screamed at the guards, ”What are you doing? I am the Crown Prince! Take this lout out and whip him a hundred times!”
”HAHAHAA!” Prince Herod let out a peal of amused laughter and he stepped forward and grabbed the collar of his second brother before he half threw and shoved him to the ground. ”Do you really think you have the abilities to lead the Iron Kingdom?”
”O- Of course!” Prince Najja sputtered. ”I can surpass you all! I will bring glory to the Iron Kingdom!”
”Shut up, you worm!” Prince Herod hissed. ”Or I will break every bone on your... body!”
Prince Najja seeing the blood lust in his brother's eye quickly kept his mouth close. Lord Sincia stepped forward and said with a frown, ”Prince Herod, this behaviour of yours is unbecoming of a Prince!”
”Prince Najja is now the Crown Prince, your actions are treasonous!” Lord Sincia added. ”Guards! Take the Third Prince away!”
Prince Herod glared at the guards who hesitated again before turning to stare at Lord Sincia and he hissed, ”I got no time to waste with this charade!”
He turned to his supporters and asked, ”Who is at the front lines?”
”Sky Admiral Feth and Sky Admiral Rand, together with the 4th and 7th Iron Fleet,” One of the Iron Lords wearing a military uniform quickly replied. ”The 5th Iron Fleet is still been assembled at the rallying fields.”
Prince Herod nodded before walking away, ignoring the Second Prince and Lord Sincia. The red faced Second Prince cried out angrily at the insult, ”Y- You! Stop him! Someone stop him!”
A couple of the Second Prince's lackeys come over to block Prince Herod's path received broken noses and bruised eyes for their loyalty. Prince Herod paused at the doors and glanced back, giving a venomous glare that made Prince Najja shivered and unconsciously take a step backwards. Prince Herod shook his head and laughed before he walked off, heading towards the inner palace where the private chambers of the Iron King.
Blake and rest quietly watched the happening with interest and they followed the Prince out. The Third Prince's supporters too left the Council Chambers and hurried after their Prince while those neutral also left, leaving the Second Prince, Lord Sincia and their supporters fuming alone in the chambers.
”W- wait! I have not dismissed you all!” Prince Najja's cries could be heard. ”I am the Crown Prince!”
As they walked down the hallways, Prince Herod suddenly slowed his steps and turned to Dr. Sharon and asked in a surprisingly humble tone, ”Lady Sharon, your healing skills... Do you think you can heal my royal father?”
Dr. Sharon gave a look at Blake who nodded, before she replied, ”I have to see what his condition is like first before I can say anything. No promises!”
Prince Herod gave a nod and set off at a brisk pace again while his aides appeared around him after getting news of his return and started briefing him on the current situation of his businesses and affairs. Dr. Sharon fell back next to Blake and whispered in a low voice, ”The current situation doesn't bore well for our Prince...”
Blake gave a small shrug before he answered, ”A desperate man or elf will grab onto anything for help. And we are that help now.”
Dr. Sharon frowned at Blake's words. She leaned over and replied, ”Still, would it not be dangerous to us if the Second Prince attacks us?”