The Cursed Prince Chapter 73
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Emmelyn decided to ask Mars about this when they returned to his castle later. She was really curious to know why Mars's parents chose their son to have a reputation as a cruel monster rather than the people knowing his true condition.
It was not fair for him, wasn't it?
"I am not feeling sorry for you. What for?" said Emmelyn, rolling her eyes. "I'm the one who should be pitied here, not you. I've become an orphan because your rotten kingdom decided to invade the other kingdoms on the continent of Terra."
Mars' smile disappeared. If Emmelyn had spoken like that, he could never win. She was right.
All of the girl's words were true. Mars must not feel sorry for himself in front of Emmelyn. The girl's life was more miserable than his, and it was all thanks to his family's doing. He already felt guilty enough without her bringing that up.
"Very well, then," said Mars finally. He removed his hand from the girl's chin and walked back into the palace while pulling the girl to walk by his side. "Let's go see my mother. I think the two maids must have informed everyone of our arrival by now."
Emmelyn walked beside Mars, who was still holding her hand. They crossed the palace hall, which was very grand and vast. On either side of the hall, the palace staff bowed down in respect as they passed.
Mars was right. The two maids had already informed the butler of Lady Emmelyn's arrival, accompanied by the crown prince.
All the female servants immediately moved out of the way. There were only male servants and soldiers who greeted them.
"Good evening, Your Highness," said a man dressed all in black who greeted them in front of a beautiful blue wooden door. Emmelyn assumed he was the palace's butler, like Roshan. The man bowed respectfully. "Her Majesty Queen Elara has been waiting for you."
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Mars nodded. "Thanks, Jon."
"Welcome, Your Highness, Lady Emmelyn."
The butler called Jon, opened the door, and invited Emmelyn and Mars in.
As she stepped inside, Emmelyn soon found herself in a gorgeous room with a feminine design. The room had light blue walls with several comfortable soft sofa chairs.
In the middle of the room were two beautifully carved wooden tables with various snack platters, a white porcelain teapot with six cups, and several flower vases with beautiful flower arrangements.
This room had two large glass doors that slide to the left and right, decorated with dark blue velvet curtains by their sides, The doors were opening onto a large garden in the middle of the palace, filled with greenery and blooming flowers.
Even though it was already autumn, there were still many flower plants that had flowers blooming in the garden, while the leaves of the surrounding trees were already filled with yellow and orange leaves.
Looking at the garden, Emmelyn felt as if she had entered a lovely fairy garden, and the fairy queen was standing majestically by the window.
Was this the queen? Prince Mars Strongmoor's biological mother?
Emmelyn had often heard how beautiful Queen Elara was from the praises uttered by her people.
However, Emmelyn just thought all the praise was exaggerated. Those people in Draec must have been brainwashed by their government into thinking that everything that came from the palace was amazing and wonderful.
Emmelyn knew Mars was very handsome, but she did not expect that his good looks had come down entirely from his mother.
Queen Elara, who stood gracefully by the window looking at the flowers in her garden, today wore a beautiful yellow dress with an intricate and beautiful design.
This morning, when she caught Mars and Emmelyn in their chamber, having sex, Emmelyn didn't have time to see the queen's face and appearance because Mars hurriedly covered her with a blanket. Even her face was hidden under him and that stupid blanket.
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Only now, Emmelyn was able to see the queen in person and at close range. Subconsciously, the girl held her breath in awe.
[Oh, no wonder this scummy prince has such a handsome face! It turns out that his mother is so, so beautiful. In fact, they both have golden eyes.]
Emmelyn wondered which part of these two beautiful people her children would inherit. Would they also have those rare, beautiful golden eyes like their father and grandmother?
[Jeez ... what am I thinking about?]
Emmelyn pinched her arm to scold herself for thinking about procreation at that very moment.
Wasn't she planning to kill the king next month? She would not live long enough to bear children for Prince Mars Strongmoor, because she would definitely have been sentenced to death by then.
Emmelyn had no intention of keeping her promise to Mars to bear his children if she managed to get her revenge first.
"Hello ... welcome, Emmelyn dear." Queen Elara, who had just noticed their presence, immediately smiled broadly and walked over to Emmelyn.
Her face was radiant. Her beautiful eyes had caught sight of Mars's hand holding Emmelyn's as they walked in.
Ahh ... her son looked so fond of this girl. Queen Elara was deeply moved when she saw them enter her personal lounge.
The queen now felt that all the sadness and suffering she had endured for years because of the curse that befell her son was worth it.
She no longer felt sad because, finally, Mars had found his mate, the woman he could share his life with.
Queen Elara did not regret the many years that Mars spent alone, unable to forge a relationship with any woman.
Because in the end ... Mars didn't need to go through many relationships or have many women in his life.
He only needed one woman.
And now... she was here, in his life.
Queen Elara embraced Emmelyn so warmly that the girl froze in her place. She didn't know how to respond to the warmth and acceptance shown by the queen of Draec kingdom, who was partly responsible for her family's demise.
Suddenly she felt such a deep longing for her own mother, who had passed away.
Slowly, tears started streaming down her cheeks and her grip on the pie box loosened.
Suddenly, the box fell to the floor with a loud bang.
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