Escaping His Control, the King Went Mad 8

Escaping His Control, the King Went Mad 8

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At the Four Dukesestate, Alistair rubbed his brow, feeling an inexplicable emptiness inside, as though he had lost something incredibly important

Perhaps it was just a fleeting feeling

He stayed by Isabeau’s bedside, waiting for her to wake from the poison

Gazing at her serene sleeping face, a thought crossed his mind: he thought of Elvira from the palace

When she slept, she would curl into herself, her brow furrowed as if burdened by endless thoughts

Suddenly, Isabeau’s lashes fluttered, and her eyes slowly opened

Upon seeing Alistair, her face lit up with joy

Your Majesty, you came to save me? I’m in so much pain, I’m so afraid. I fear I might die here and never see you againnever be able to marry you” 

She did not say the last words, but Alistair understood

He rose, cold and distant, and said, The poison is no longer a threat. I have matters to attend to. I must leave.” 

Isabeau quickly rose, boldly taking his hand in hers

Your Majesty, could you stay with me a little longer? The poisoning was no accident. I believeit was my sister, Elvira, who did this. She must have held a grudge after you punished her, and now she’s plotted her revenge. I have no enemies in the estate, except for her. She is my sister, though a bastard. That day, I begged her to admit her fault, but she refused and even threatened me, sayingShe said if you favored her, she would find a way to take revenge. I never expected her to strike so quickly.” 

As she spoke, she coughed softly into a handkerchief, her hand trembling as she covered her mouth

The cloth was stained with blood, dark and ominous, as if her life were fading with each breath

Alistair’s expression hardened. It was not her. She is too timid, too lacking in both the means and opportunity to carry out such a plot.” 

Isabeau’s gaze flickered for a moment, her eyes cold as she continued, Perhaps you’re right. I must have been unlucky. But if I die, surely you’ll show more favor to my sister. That might be what she wants.” 

I will have the matter investigated.” 

Alistair’s resolve softened, and he reluctantly agreed to her wishes

By the time he returned to the palace, the sky was darkening. Lord Chamberlain stood before him, his face pale and filled with despair

Your Majestythe east wing burned. Lady Elviraperished.” 

At those words, Lord Chamberlain could no longer hold back his tears

Alistair stood frozen, struck by disbelief. He could hardly process what he had just heard

Moments passed, and he finally regained his composure, his voice shaking with fury. What is this nonsense, Silas? Are you trying to deceive me? Is she not in the palace? Where is she?” 

Alistair’s rage was palpable. His hands gripped the Chamberlain’s throat, his strength nearly choking the life out of him

With bloodshot eyes and a chilling presence, he growled, You’ve conspired with her, haven’t you? You let her escape, didn’t you? How dare you!” 

Despite nearly suffocating, Lord Chamberlain did not confess. His voice was hoarse as he gasped for breath, pleading, Your Majesty, I swear it’s the truth! Please, go to see for yourself. I beg of you, spare me!” 

After a long silence, Alistair exhaled sharply, shoving the Chamberlain away. Without another word, he rushed to the smoldering ruins

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Escaping His Control, the King Went Mad

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