Chapter 652 - Six Hundred And Fifty-Two: Anikas Obsession (1/2)
The third point of view:
Anika was super smart, having been chosen as the messiah of The Revolution, she had to learn a lot of things at her tender age.
She could perfectly speak five languages; play the keyboard and violin to a professional level; play golf, tennis and know embroidery. Just like Akim, she was ambidextrous and perhaps even smarter than him, since the prince wasn't able to figure out she intentionally approached him.
However, it didn't surprise her, the pompous prince wouldn't think that a member of the Revolution would brazenly approach him. Plus the fact she looked like a commoner, what could she possibly know about his identity? He must have thought.
”He must have snuck out of the palace,” Fiona figured out, ”The Kai I know wouldn't let him out alone, not while I'm still alive,”
”If he's snuck out once, he can do it again,” Anika reasoned and then told Fiona, ”Then you should use me, I can find a way to draw the prince Akim out and then we can kill him and end this strife once and for all. Victory would be ours for sure,” she came up with a plan.
”No,” Fiona had a different opinion, ”What is the fun of revenge if one doesn't derive comfort from it,” Fiona wanted them to suffer way worse than she did.
”What?” Anika couldn't understand her mother.
Fiona smiled at her daughter, placing a hand on her shoulder to calm her down. The thing about Anika was that she was too eager to act and often missed little opportunities that would have helped her in the long run.
”Violence is not always the answer, sometimes you need this as well,” Fiona tapped her brain.
Anika furrowed her brows at her, ”What do you mean?”
”The only reason our plans have failed and backfired so far is that we went head-on with the royal family. They knew we were coming and attacked us from every angle we tried to exploit. But then, there's one method we've never planned,”
”What are you planning, mother?” Anika knew the woman like the back of her hand and right now, that mind of hers was scheming.
Fiona stated, ”I plan on using Akim for our good,”
Anika's jaw almost dropped to the ground. When she finally resumed speaking, the girl protested firmly, ”But how do you intend to do that? He doesn't even like the Revolution and he is the son of our enemy. We should kill him, not use him,”
She couldn't understand her mother's way of thinking. Once Akim was dead, it would be much easier to dismantle the royal family who would be mourning the loss of their son and crown prince.
”Anika dear,” Fiona said and cupped her face with both hands, ”This is the only way we can achieve our plan without much bloodshed. Don't tell me you don't desire that too?”
”Of course, I want peace, which is why I'm working so hard. We've suffered long enough already,” She said and was about to give Fiona more reason to not go ahead with whatever she had in mind when she saw her mother's firm expression. There was no changing her mind.
”Fine,” She huffed, ”What's the plan?”
”Yeah, about the plan...” Fiona trailed off, rubbing her hand up and down Anika's arm affectionately. She then looked her straight in the eye asking, ”What happened between you and Akim after you sent him home?” she inquired, brows raised in curiosity.
Anika knew it wasn't worthwhile lying to her mother because the woman was good at reading her as well. So she answered honestly, ”I kissed him,”
However, she began to explain immediately,” I did it so he doesn't become suspicious of me. He might have pretended to be someone else at the festival, he's still a prince and smart. I just didn't want anything to be tracked back to us,”
”Sure,” Fiona said, but all Anika saw in her eyes was a hint of amusement, ”You do know that people explain themselves when they have something to hide,” she hinted that Anika was not saying something.