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Moreover, he wondered why the King ordered that officials below the third rank were not permitted to enter the prison.
It was possible that the King was deliberately forcing him to reveal himself.
At this thought, Seamus broke out in a cold sweat, feeling as if his hair was standing on end.
“What should I do? Tonight, when I enter the palace, how am I to explain this to the King? Not every matter can be explained clearly. In his anxiety, his mind was muddled, and he could only follow Quinn into the palace.
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Deep within the palace, the Imperial Study, the King had not slept.
He merely sat quietly, gazing at the oil lamp on the table, lost in thought. No one in the grand hall dared to speak, and the silence was terrifying.
He was human, yet not human at all.
Being King was a position.
Once a person assumed this position, emotions could no longer be discussed. Otherwise, it was irresponsible to the position itself and to those who relied on it for their livelihood.
Nathaniel was dead, and he was deeply saddened.
Now his throat was filled with the taste of blood. Even drinking water tasted bloody, the pain as sharp as a knife.
Yet, only by fighting through the court to the end could a royal heir prove their ability to sit here.
After all, every King faced the risk of being controlled, manipulated, or overthrown by his ministers, of foreign invasion, and of resistance from the people. These were risks not everyone could manage.
The one who inherited the throne must possess the ability to control all of this Otherwise, it would be the tragedy of a nation.
Nathaniel’s death was inevitable.
The King closed his eyes briefly, swallowing his sorrow alone. After a long while, he asked Warren, “Has any news come from the prison?”
His hoarse voice sounded calm, yet carried a thunderous undertone, as if foretelling a brief upheaval in the court.
Warren looked up, hesitated to speak, then shook his head. “Not yet.”
At a time like this, Quinn did not pursue the assassin, but instead remained at the imperial prison, which proved everything.
This was a trap. Whoever broke in would die.
The King did not sleep. On one hand, he was kept awake by pain in his heart, and on the other, he was waiting for this prey to enter the net.
Then, footsteps sounded outside. The King took a slow, deep breath and looked toward the door.
His four fingers clenched in his palm. Clearly, he was fully aware of what would happen tonight and in the future.
However, being prepared did not mean there would be no pain when it happened.
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The King took another deep, slow breath. In an fistant, no emotion could be seen on his face
Warren stepped forward to open the door and let him in. Upon seeing Seamus following behind Quint, he sighed.
There was not the slightest deviation from the King’s expectations.
Seamus was falsely accused, but since he walked into the trap himself, no one could stop him
Moreover, in stirring up trouble for Marcus, he had indeed touched the King’s bottom line.
Arresting him tonight was only the beginning.
When the King’s gaze fell on Seamus’s face, Seamus’s legs began to tremble. He entered the room and immediately knett, wailing, Your Majesty, I have been falsely accused!”
Yet he could not explain further. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he could not give a cofierent answer.
Quinn cupped his hands. “Reporting to Your Majesty, I guarded the imperial prison, and the one I waited for was Lond Seamus.”
There was another person as well, naturally, someone outside was watching him, but Quinh would not mention it at this
moment.
Dashnell’s faction planned to first help Callum. After Marcus was brought down and Callum took his place, they would then deal with Callum.
There was no change in Quinn’s expression. He had only told part of the truth, but had not lied.
The King’s gaze fell on Seamus’s face, his eyes obscure. He spoke in a calm tone, yet with the weighty authority of a monarch. “Lord Seamus, what are you doing at the imperial prison so late at night?”
“Your Majesty…” Seamus looked up, cold sweat pouring down.
He could not explain, and in the end had no choice but to implicate the Wallen family. “I originally intended to visit Clyde. but I did not expect…”
“Clyde is in the magistrate’s prison.” The King’s gaze quietly settled on his face, betraying no emotion, as if merely stating a fact.
This was precisely what made the King so terrifying. He had never truly flown into a rage or lost control of his emotions over anything.
Even if the sky were to collapse, he would remain eerily calm, standing above and clearly observing everything below leaving no one anywhere to hide.
Seamus was frozen in place. “Tha–that must have been a mistake by the servants…”
Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, itching slightly, prompting him to wipe them away with his sleeve. But this only served to expose his nervousness.
“Bring the servants he mentioned.” The King followed up on his words, his voice hoarse yet still calm, as if discussing what he had eaten for dinner tonight.
Seamus could not hold out any longer.
Before Warren could leave, his knees buckled and he fell to the ground, finally shifting the blame to his disowned son. “Your Majesty, please calm your anger, I confess! I will confess everything!”
‘Confess to what?‘ The King narrowed his eyes, quietly waiting for him to speak.
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In the Imperial Study, one could hear a pin drop.
Seamus closed his eyes, and at last, with great pain, said, “Tonight, I went to the imperial prison indeed to silence someone. My rebellious son committed a monstrous crime behind my back, and I was only acting out of fatherly concern..
“Please, Your Majesty, calm your anger!”
As he spoke, he banged his head on the ground and cried out in agony, “It’s all my fault for failing to teach my son properly. allowing him to bribe death warriors and commit such insane acts!”
“Which rebellious son?” Seamus wailed and sobbed, yet the King’s voice remained calm, like a spectator sitting below the stage watching the performance above.
People fought one another, devoured each other’s flesh and blood, exhausted one another, watching their rise, then their fall into hell.
The King desired only one thing; balance, stability, and peace, without turmoil or war.
In the end, Seamus could only abandon Dominic. “He is my legitimate eldest son, Dominic.”
“Why did he attempt to assassinate Prince Nathaniel?” The King’s gaze quietly settled on Seamus’s face.
Seamus could not hide, and shook his head. “I don’t know, perhaps he wanted to win over Prince Marcus!
“Previously, because of the Star of Fortune incident, he was shunned by Prince Marcus. Recently, he has been idle and unable to find a way out.
“Now, he probably wants to take advantage of Prince Marcus’s mourning period, hoping to achieve something and then seek credit at Prince Marcus’s side.”
Many things couldn’t be avoided. He could only barely extricate himself and Marcus from the situation.
In that brief moment, Seamus’s throat was filled with the taste of blood. “I have failed in raising my son. I beg the King for forgiveness!”
“Bring Dominic back to see me.” The King did not respond to him further, but instead looked at Quinn.
“Yes!” Quinn cupped his hands, gave Seamus a deep look, then turned and left.
Seamus was drenched in cold sweat. He looked up at the monarch behind the imperial desk, his mind a complete blank
Dominic would not confess.
If he wanted to frame Dominic, he still needed to leave here and pass information to others to corroborate the matter.
“Let me go as well!” He looked at the King, hoping to leave together with Quinn.
The King refused him. “You’re right, you failed in raising your son and produced a child who committed regicide. Do you know what crime that is?”
Seamus’s mind buzzed. “Your Majesty…”
The King said, “Prince Nathaniel is the crown prince.”
The crime of regicide warranted the extermination of nine clans, so it was no use to offer up Dominic.
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In the Imperial Study, one could hear a pin drop.
Seamus closed his eyes, and at last, with great pain, said, “Tonight, I went to the imperial prison indeed to silence someone. My rebellious son committed a monstrous crime behind my back, and I was only acting out of fatherly concern…
“Please, Your Majesty, calm your anger!”
As he spoke, he banged his head on the ground and cried out in agony. “It’s all my fault for failing to teach my son properly. allowing him to bribe death warriors and commit such insane acts!”
“Which rebellious son?” Seamus wailed and sobbed, yet the King’s voice remained calm, like a spectator sitting below the stage watching the performance above.
People fought one another, devoured each other’s flesh and blood, exhausted one another, watching their rise, then their fall into hell.
The King desired only one thing; balance, stability, and peace, without turmoil or war.
In the end, Seamus could only abandon Dominic. “He is my legitimate eldest son, Dominic.”
“Why did he attempt to assassinate Prince Nathaniel?” The King’s gaze quietly settled on Seamus’s face.
Seamus could not hide, and shook his head. “I don’t know, perhaps he wanted to win over Prince Marcus!
“Previously, because of the Star of Fortune incident, he was shunned by Prince Marcus. Recently, he has been idle and unable to find a way out.
“Now, he probably wants to take advantage of Prince Marcus’s mourning period, hoping to achieve something and then seek credit at Prince Marcus’s side.”
Many things couldn’t be avoided. He could only barely extricate himself and Marcus from the situation.
In that brief moment, Seamus’s throat was filled with the taste of blood. “I have failed in raising my son. I beg the King for forgiveness!”
“Bring Dominic back to see me.” The King did not respond to him further, but instead looked at Quinn.
“Yes!” Quinn cupped his hands, gave Seamus a deep look, then turned and left.
Seamus was drenched in cold sweat. He looked up at the monarch behind the imperial desk, his mind a complete blank.
Dominic would not confess.
If he wanted to frame Dominic, he still needed to leave here and pass information to others to corroborate the matter
“Let me go as well!” He looked at the King, hoping to leave together with Quinn.
The King refused him. “You’re right, you failed in raising your son and produced a child who committed regicide. Do you know what crime that is?”
Seamus’s mind buzzed. “Your Majesty…”
The King said, “Prince Nathaniel is the crown prince.”
The crime of regicide warranted the extermination of nine clans, so it was no use to offer up Dominic.
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