In a matter of second his evil laughter filled the place echoing very far.
"Well well well what do we have here? My wife!" Taking her in, he licked his lips casually nodding head. Not afraid at all that his actions could be recorded as he thought he had nothing to fear for the outside cameras where all off by his orders.
What he did not know was that aware of it
Katiandra had asked Raphaelli to do something about it for it was not in commander's Pradesh benefit to do something against it without putting himself at risk, but he indicated them a way to put a hidden one inside of the hallway light which mean he was the lead actor of his own movie at the moment.
He had been used to do this for so long that it pained the Queen she had been an accomplice of his action by doing nothing. But it was over.
" Before you fully enter in this room think well dear. Very well about the consequences. Believe me went I tell you that any form of evil deeds has a way to end. Yours has come, if you may indulge please look up front... Mmm hmmm, Yes you can see it? Do not do that face dear. Whatever you decide to do will be air on the internet within seconds. In fact we are certainly on live here, but it is still private. Do something out of the line I just showed you and you will be off."
Taking him up and down she made a wicked smile seeing the wheel had changed side.
"You think I can do everything you please. I may have come back, but it was for our son. I know that it is looking good for you in the eyes of your people, but it is good for his future image. You are some God to them now, which mean my son is too. Do not flatter yourself."
Standing up straight she opened her arms straight to taunt him.
"Touch me! Please do. And all that glory of your will crumble like a sand castle. You know why? They all love ME. Your glory and fame is all about ME. You parents knew it. Deep down you do too."
Pointing her index to him she kept her gaze straight in his with no intention to look elsewhere.
" If something happens to me. Hear me right. You are over. If you just so lay your dirty hands on a woman ever again or treat her like a thing in my vicinity... May God help me Arthur, all your dark power will be of no use for you. Despite, I own you. Which saus how powerful they are. How does that felt. Hmmm? You are nothing without me."
The curt way she said that sound like a sentence delivered in a court to the not so glorious naked king. All that showed his confidence had flat out, he could say nothing but stared at his cold wife, or as she was gladly putting it, his associate in this partnership they called marriage. He could feel she was not over yet.
" I have kept my mouth shut, accepting my fate. Today I am telling you this, enough is ENOUGH. Never did I claim dominance on anything. I let you do all you wanted to do but it stop this instant. Even the dark net that is you brain understood it already this is a partnership. It was always that. It will always be. Only God knows, If I could have divorced you I would have done it ages ago... but we are stuck together aren't we my dear husband?"
Looking her weirdly by how she was talking like something had gone off in her mind. He kept his mouth shut taking one step back. She felt different, he could tell, event how she glowed a bit like, she was just... her abrupt movement cutting his thoughts short, the woman turned to look at the camera that moved for good show, his thoughts with her.
Looking straight at it the Queen pointed her husband like one would do to a thief in a market.
"You see it yourself! This is your regent. A beast. That rape and use all kind of violence on defenseless women."
From the corner of her eyes she could see how he was holding himself not to pounce at her, taking advantage of it, she turned to him staring straight in his eyes.
"What Arthur? Oh, you want to beat me?! Do it my dear. Now or whenever you want to do it. But know that you will deal with your own doing afterward. This video will not only make the world spit on you. But with it, you will lost all respect from your people. What is the immediate consequence of it? REVOLUTION... even you know what it is."
Turning red with anger, he send a murderous stare at the camera which moved again to push him out of his mind, flashing red light twice.
His fists completely white he stood there then looked at his now nemesis. He felt in a trap that was waiting him by his own doing.
Taking the still unconscious servant on the ground he growled at his wife afterwards who did not flinched totally unimpressed. They were two alphas in the same territory trying to win it over but he knew who had already won.
His head then shook in disbelief when his eyes felt on the book laying on the bed, the face on it's back clear enough for him to focus on it for a moment. He had read it, even if they all called him stupid, he did, wondering on a lot.
Even in that stupidity he had felt uncomfortable with some thing in, that was almost revealing itself to him now. His head snapped back on the Queen who had figured out he finally understood by how accusing the finger he pointed on her was shaking.
"My God! Kamali and you?! Come on... how stupid I can be sometimes. I give you that. All happened under my nose. You both are disg..."
"What? Protecting ourselves against your perfect way? My dear, you have made your fair shares of extras in this business we have. Starting from the day of our honeymoon. I knew it then. I was never yours. I have done my part, even she did hers. You are popular, more than your father never was.. we cleaned your image. Made you a saint."
Swallowing hard at what she was saying he wanted to do terrible things to her that were on the opposite side of what he previously wanted. But he could not do it, he knew his limitations. And right now she was his limitations.
"Dear... I for the first time can refuse those words you just said. You are not stupid. Far from it. You know to not cut the support that sustain you up." Shaking her head she made a pity face looking him up and down.
"Or you will call hell on you. No. The glory that feed you will eat you when there will be nothing to feed it. The same result. Death. Do remember that they love us. Which make them love YOU. Do not for once in your life Be STUPID. GET OUT! "
Still glancing at the camera from time to time he took one step back again keeping them all on his sight. He was alone, he could not call his men, again... by his own doing.
"NOW! OUT! Touch Glenn again Arthur and I will cut that thing off you myself! OUT!"
Clenching his jaws and fists, his bloodshot eyes darted on her in a way that could slay her on the spot but she did not care, experience taught her looks could not kill. If not he would have done it long ago.
What a nerve? Beating a woman to death! And not even the slightest remorse? She was angrier than she ever was with him.
A shame you are. I wonder what your sons will say if they could see you for what you are. You are their model. The image you sell them of you is. "
Talking to his back, the Queen finished making him turned in a heartbeat.
"You won't..."
"Never. Not for you anyway. For their sake. To preserve the men they learned to be by your fake doctrine of the perfect man. If one day they discover it, trust me it would never be from me. Because this could destroy them. The only good thing you have ever done. The actual only things. Or did you even? Or did I help you lie to them? It depends on you to keep it that way. At least do not spoil it. "
Leaving the room in a huff, the man charged directly to his bedroom whose doors slammed second later.
Just then others running feet were heard rushing towards her room. With no doubt it was Raphaelli, she immediately knelt near the woman to see if she was still alive.
Reliefs flooded her body went she could feel a small beating in the base of her neck. Looking up still holding the hand of the young woman she met his gaze already waiting for her orders.
"We need to have a doctor check on her state. She is still breathing. Though we are going to the museum. I will not chance it to have him anyway near her. The first try turned bad as we can see."
Breathing out she shook her head at him.
"It worked?"
For a moment she glanced at the camera on the wall then anchored her crystal green orbs in his, he understood nodding twice.
"Yes my Queen. It was on lived for them to record. Norman confirmed they save many copies."
"Good let's, go."
Gathering the things she could not leave here she followed them as he carried the unconscious body in his arms that was impossible to hide from anyone if they wanted to take her out of the palace.
Especially the others bodyguards. They met some on theirs way to the car. There Raphaelli put his human charge with the help of karis in the back seat securing her body. The young man did not exitate to run and help as soon as he had seen them.
Making sure she was all good Raphaelli proceeded the Queen door himself before going to the driver side. In a matter of seconds the lines of cars which moved with hers werr gone leaving the group of soldier that were there left in a total silence. They all knew what happened inside to Glenn.
All of them knew because lately he had been searching her everywhere trying to lure her out of the Queen side. His wife had made it clear she did not wanted to see a man on that side, for her daughter in law stayed on there.
Only prince Lincoln could go there with his pass to sleep or have stay there sometime with her in the day. He was not like his father, in the total opposite. He focused on what he had to do. The kind of man that was difficult to find nowadays. It was clear who the restrictions was targeting even though the other prince never set foot there too. It was the rules.
They had bet how many times or years it would take for Glenn to fall in his trap again. However longer, he lured her out of it in a way. Lately he had been really violent, never restraining to slap anyone of them when he felt like it, hard, leaving marks. It was a burden that came with working with him, they had accepted it.
That is why none of them could looked each others in the eyes seeing what he had done to Glenn. The sight of the Queen white nightgown full of blood was all it took to know the man did not restraint himself while beating her.
What surprised them above all though was the Queen involvement in all of it. It was really frightening to think about.
"This is weird." One of them said out of nowhere.
Thinking about the same as him, the others looked at each others then one who was learning on the wall behind them all breathed out with his gaze still fixated on the road.
"Not so much." Kadesh the commander mumbled before spating on the ground.
" She is a mother who happens to have children Glenn's age. It would have been insensitive for any woman at her place to not do it. Especially with her own away"
"Bad luck. Reverse?"
"Something like that. You do to others what you want for yourself. This woman trust me youngs men, is a saint."
All nodded at his words knowing how she had rescued the commander daughters. Sure they did not know the exact thing that took place. All was unsaid, But the fact were that his two daughters worked for the Queen special services, the opponent as they called it, far from the king reach.
Kadesh shook his head multiple times his mouth shut, still wondering why? Why a woman like the Queen could have end up with someone so unstable and disturb as the king.
To top it all, she had given him all good seeds as children. Far from his shadow even princess Kayley revealed the child she was in her first years. He destroyed all he touched, Glenn had always been the proof of that. Now, breathing in he could only wish her to live in peace if she was able to be save.
" Life, dear boys, is weird." In a dry voice he said, then turned his back to them walking away his hands in the pockets of his military uniform. The person you thought could never help you could turn to be the one saving your life.
He knew how it felt, every day he could sleep at peace, because he knew his daughters were really safe.This Kingdom worked in a way that was only understood from the inside. That was it.
His departure put an end to any form of discussion between the soldiers who could only reflect in their own life. They all have, sisters, nieces or daughters to compare with Glenn. Nothing was given around. There were predators on one side on the other preys. The in-between was only reserve for lucky one.
LUCK, they were taught by their experience was granted by fate. It was only reseved those taken apart of those called preys.
An exceptional example was that they all worked for a man that treated them like shit, while those on the special services of the Queen, however undergoing the harshness of the woman perfectionism, was never mistreated. THAT was being lucky.
Pensively each of them walked back to theirs position with heavy hearts, hoping deeply in theirs hearts to wake up one day with prince Lincoln as their King.