The third point of view:

Isabella's threat worked effectively because Jacqueline had gone easy on them in the next lesson. The woman had stopped treating them like naive subjects she could easily manipulate but students.

Currently, they were having a tour of the palace but Neon decided to have communion with nature. Hence, while others visited other interesting places in the palace, he was all alone in the garden. Well, not alone, he had his mouse for company.

Neon laid on the soft carpet glass staring at the bright sky and enjoying the sweet earthy smell of nature. In times like this, he enjoyed being alone with Mr. Smuff junior. It was their quiet time together. Yeah, both of them were an inseparable couple.

"You like nature too?" A smile broke across his face when he saw his mouse gnawing at the vegetation.

Neon sighed, "You must be very lonely with no family to play with," He tried to imagine himself in the mouse's situation, "It would have been nicer if Mr. Smuff was here. At least, that way you would get company just like I have Allen and Ailee," The mouse squeaked as if acquiescing to his statement.

"But don't worry, as soon as we get back home. I'll find you a wife and then you will have children - lots of children- and you will not be lonely. Sounds good, right?" Neon was delighted at his plan not knowing Isabella was not a fan of mice litters.

He was so engrossed in his happy imagination that he didn't realize Mr. Smuff junior had crawled away.

"Huh?" Neon finally noticed his absence, "Mr. Smuff junior? Smuff Jr.? Where are you?" he panicked.

This wasn't the first time the mouse got missing only to be caught a few hours later. No matter how Smuff junior went, Neon trained the mouse to return to the spot he frequented the most.

But then, this was Lincolnshire and a garden he visited for the first time plus the fact the servants might kill Mr. Smuff thinking he's a wild mouse.

Oh no, he got to find Mr. Smuff junior before it was too late. How could he lose him? He was an irresponsible parent.

And just like that, Neon went in search of his mouse on all fours. It was far better on his knees than standing since mice were excellent climbers and hiders.

The garden provided a good hiding spot with its bountiful flowers and trimmed bushes. But then, because he has been taking care of the mouse for long, Neon might have unintentionally adapted to the mouse's cogitation because in no time, he found Mr. Smuff junior trying to squeeze into a two inches gap in between a bush.

"There you are," He picked the little squirming thing, "You are a bad boy. Do you know how scared I was?" Neon scolded him by tapping its pointed snout as he slowly rose to his feet. However, at the corner of his eyes, he spotted two figures and ducked immediately.

Neon's heart began to pound so hard when he saw it was that unpleasant man from that day. His luck was really bad, how could he meet that scary man again? He was just about to leave when the conversation began.

"How are the plans going?" Lord Albert asked one of the captains he had convinced into his cause.

The guard looked around and after making sure they were truly alone, said to him, "With your influence, it wasn't hard to convince the guards. Right now, about sixty percent of the guards are on our side. The rest are extremely committed to the royal family and we can't afford a leak in this plan. You do know what we will lose if this fails,"

"I know that and I stand to assure you that I will not fail you. We will win this battle and you will get the promotion you need. You will be the commander of the royal troop in my reign," Lord Albert assured him.

"Thank you, my lord," The captain went down on his knees instantly. He glanced up with a smile as he added, "Or should I say, your majesty?"

A smile crossed Albert's features at once. It felt good being called by that title.

However, Neon, who had chosen to remain at his hiding spot, frowned, "Your majesty," He muttered to himself.

Did the royal family appoint a new king? The only people he knew being referred to as "majesty" were the queen, Uncle Judy, and Akim. Even aunty Emily was called "My lady," instead of "her majesty," because she hadn't married the prince yet. So why is that man being called "his majesty"

There was no way the man was a king, Akim had told him he - Lord Albert - worked for his mother. Hence, even as ignorant as Neon was, he sensed something wasn't right. He had to tell Allen and Ailee, they were the smart ones.

"All necessary plans have been put in place, all we need are your orders to strike," the captain said.

"We are not in a hurry to move.

The queen might look easy but she's a smart woman. We have to move when she least expects it. But in all, we can't let the wedding go on…." Lord Albert trailed off when he heard a rustle in the bush.

At once, both men froze, their eyes connecting as understanding dawned on them. They knew the fate that awaited them if their secret got leaked hence they had to eliminate any threat.

"Shit," Neon cursed from his hiding place. He had not intended to make a noise. Call it instinct but Neon had a feeling those people were not fans of children. What was he going to do?

The captain checked his loaded rifle, regretting the fact he had no silencer - not that they were permitted to use it in the palace anyway. It seems he had to use his fist so as not to draw attention.

He walked in the direction of the bush where the rustle came from, his body in anticipation to incapacitate whoever was hiding in there before his next course of action.

However, before he could get closer, a white albino mouse slipped out from the bush causing much rustling than earlier.

The captain breathed in relief, it was the mouse - a cute one at that. He shook his head at Lord Albert, it was nothing. The man nodded in approval. However, just to be on the safe side, the captain decided to make a thorough search when he heard someone holler "Neon!" from afar.

At once, the captain stepped back and gestured to Lord Albert that it was time to part ways. They should not be seen together.

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