285 Kings Pas (1/2)

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”Your Majesty!!”

Everyone became extremely alarmed when Alexander suddenly broke into a fit of coughing. As expected, even though he didn't fall from the mind control, the poison is still harming him.

Raven was already by his side at this point, he used all means he could to suppress the poison from acting up along with the help of Richard and Jacob. As they healed him, the King suddenly held Raven's arms and talked to him.

”Please, Child.” He said in a weakened and exhausted voice, ”If there's anything you can do help her, do it. I don't care what you do, just please bring her back. I know at least a part of her is still in there, suffering through this pain. Please, save my Queen.”

Raven fought back the tears by biting his lip. He forcefully nodded his head and asked Richard as well as Jacob to monitor the King's situation. He then moved on the other side of the bed and checked Lucy's - no, Elizabeth's body in order to see if there's anything he could do.

That being said, Raven is still confused. How in the world did their enemy turned into their Queen? Why did Raven had no recollections of her or whatsoever? Why did Luna never told him about her? How come she ended up in the Black Curtain Guild? And why does it appear like she doesn't recognize any of them when Raven and the team brought her back here?

Still, Raven had to try his best. He then looked at Alexander and said:

”What can you tell me about her, Uncle? Because quite frankly, I really have no recollections of her. I didn't even know that the Queen is still alive, I assumed she was dead since none of you talked about her before.”

King Alexander was silent for a bit, he then sighed and said: ”I don't know how she managed to do it. But we can assure you that she really is Elizabeth Greenwood, the Queen and Mother of my children.”

Raven remained silent and allowed the King to recount their story.

”I still remember, during our youth Alastair and I were close.” The King stated in a melancholic manner, ”We were almost inseparable in a sense. We cover each other's back in our escapades just so that our parents won't scold us for being disobedient children.”

”All changed when we showed signs of being able to cultivate. It turns out that Alastair's potential was greater than mine. Our parents tried to prevent any sort of discrimination from happening but alas, the people around us were determined to get into his good side just for the smallest chance that my brother would remember their kindness and lead them to greatness.”

”Nonetheless, I didn't mind that Alastair was better than me. In fact, I was happy. At least I won't be the one to inherit the throne, and I could live a peaceful and satisfying life. I just wanted a simple life. But fate has other plans.”

”We watched in awe as Alastair breezed through the Cultivation Realms like they were nothing. Meanwhile, there I am, extremely left behind. Of course, comparisons are bound to rise and because we are born in a Royal Household, the difference became even more glaring. But I didn't mind this. I stayed true to what I want and maintained a close relationship with my family, though even I could tell that Alastair was changing right before our eyes.”

”He became more…aloof.” The King continued, ”I remember him being just as active and talkative as I am but he gradually change up until the point where I don't even know him anymore.”

”Our closeness eventually disappeared and we started treating each other indifferently, almost as if we didn't know about each other anymore. Just as when I was starting to feel loneliness, that's the time when she arrived.”