The Royal Revenge
Chapter 208: Confusion After The Betrayal

Chapter 208: Confusion After The Betrayal

Elysianne Whitecaster was lost. She never would have thought her most trusted ally turned out to have been plotting her betrayal for quite some time now. Cordelia didn’t even mention anything to her about the Eastern adviser’s offer to her.

She had a lot of questions in her mind.

But the most important one was that Elys wanted to know the answer right at this moment. When was she even offered by Sir Noa? The young queen’s mind raced wildly with all her assumptions and guesses.

"Elys, make up your mind!"

The Western Kingdom’s Queen whipped her head to look at her husband’s worried face. Aleksander wasn’t entirely expecting her to respond to him right away, but Elys could tell that he was in a hurry.

Needless to say, the vampire king truly wanted her to make up her mind this instant. Cordelia was attacking him relentlessly. Even with her age and the fact that she was human, the old woman was one formidable enemy.

Even Aleksander was beginning to worry he wouldn’t last long with dodging her. Not unless maybe if he counter attacked with his magic.

But he didn’t want to make a move not unless his wife permitted it. Aleksander had learned the hard way how Elys could be so stubborn and dangerous when she was provoked or when Aleksander would make choices on his own without her approval.

The young king was very much dedicated to fulfilling every single thing that Elys wanted.

Perhaps it was also the fact that the vampires were so against him and Elys rising to the throne in the first place. It was because of his unwavering support to the human queen that made the others turn their backs against him.

No matter though.

All he needed and wanted was Elys by his side.

More than ever, Aleksander has finally found someone who wasn’t just politically an asset to his reign as the Western Kingdom, he also found a woman whom he craved for no matter if he wasn’t in need of blood at all.

"Haah!! Take that you vile vampire!"

Elys saw several hardbound books flying towards them like a jet projectile. Aleksander learned his lesson with the first book that had almost hit him, and the vampire was quick enough to side step away from its trajectory.

The books hurled towards Aleksander’s bust inside his office, and the tiny statue toppled down. From the top of his temple down to his collars, all of it shattered immediately after contact. There wasn’t even a tiny piece that was salvageable with it.

All of them were gone.

"Aleksander," Elys raised her head closer to his ears.

"My queen!" the young king beamed, "Tell me, what is your verdict about Cordelia and all."

Aleksander dodged another attempt to kill him, this time around it was his nearly empty glass of fine wine made from the only fruit that could grow in the harshest conditions possible.

The young king glared at the maidservant.

"That was the last of my collection, damn it!" he growled at Cordelia, "stop throwing around expensive and sometimes even priceless things!"

"Aleksander, listen to me," Elys snapped her fingers in front of her husband’s face.

The vampire king glanced down at her. She was safely tucked in his arms, but it was clear that they needed to do something to stop Cordelia.

"What is it, my queen?" Aleksander asked her.

"You can use your powers against Cordelia," she hesitated for a bit and then continued, "Just don’t give her a nightmare."

Aleksander almost whooped with excitement at what Elys allowed him to do. It wasn’t every day that Elys would allow him to make a move against a trusted and loyal servant.

All at once, Aleksander wasn’t making any movements considering that he probably looked like a sitting duck to her. The old woman picked up a huge bowl that even Elys found it weird what it was used for.

Her maidservant’s eyes were frenzied, and Aleksander couldn’t help but to smile at the opportunity that had come his way. Her widened eyes were the perfect link to his dangerous mind games. One look at Cordelia and her body turned frigid.

Elys, who had previously clung tight on Aleksander, slowly peeled herself away from him. She walked towards the maidservant she had always thought as someone she could rely on.

But the ugly truth has now surfaced, and it was something Elys had never seen coming for her.

"Now that was far too easy," Aleksander huffed as he started to relax his body.

There was no more need for running around inside his office. An office that was greatly damaged by only one rampaging human.

"Do you think you could happen to look into her mind?" Elys asked her husband.

Aleksander was quick to respond, but it was his frown that had showed instead of a positive response which was what she had expected to.

"I can’t do that, my queen," Aleksander said. "I could only allow her a glimpse of emptiness in white, no sound nor anything at all. But reading her mind per se is difficult. I think now would be the best time for you to undo the spell you have casted."

Now that she remembered it, Aleksander did ask her about him not being able to read Cordelia’s mind, and Elys suddenly remembered she had put a spell on her maidservant’s head in order to protect their conversations.

"You need not worry," Elys replied to her husband. "I will handle this," she quickly added.

Elys raised her hands as she walked towards Cordelia. By the time that she reached the old maidservant, and then she put her palm to the old woman’s head. A surge of white light emanated from her hands.

"What are you doing, my queen?" Aleksander asked her.

"Stop distracting me, Aleksander," Elys said.

The light in her hands intensified and both of her brows formed a solid line in the middle. A bead of sweat dropped from her temples, and then trickled down to her chin. Aleksander could only watch in awe as Elys finally stopped whatever it was that she had done to Cordelia.

The maidservant almost lost her balance after Elys unblocked her mind off of Aleksander’s reach.

Elys reached out to grab and support Cordelia, all the while Aleksander’s eyes watched her. The young queen noticed her husband’s watchful gaze and she sighed deeply.

"Don’t look at me like that," Elys said as she let Cordelia down and leaned on the wall. "Cordelia had been one of the very best. She served me well..."

Elys faltered on her last words. The hurt was slowly pushing out from the cracks of her mental wounds. The dam was breaking one chip at a time, her true feelings on the verge of spilling everything.

"She served me well... she... she served.. Hmm..." Elys began again, repeating the same sentence she could not bring herself to finish.

"You don’t need to push yourself, Elysianne," Aleksander tapped her on her shoulder. "Even though I don’t entirely see Cordelia the same way you do, you know that I would never disregard your feelings."

Elys’ eyes lifted and she gazed into her husband’s golden eyes that were slowly shifting back to their silver glory.

The young king looked extremely dashing and benevolent with how he spoke towards Cordelia’s matter. His queen suddenly felt her heart skip a beat, and she bit her lower lip in a bid to stop herself from feeling what she felt.

She must not fall in love.

Most importantly she must not fall in love with the enemy. Aleksander might have given her the best that he could, but no matter how much Elys looked at it, he was a vampire through and through.

She must not let herself be lost in the height of the moment. Fucking each other was just something to add into her life aside from plotting something so the humans could start living in the Western Kingdom with comfort and ease.

"You can begin reading Cordelia’s mind now," Elys diverted the topic.

Aleksander gave her a half smile, and then turned his attention towards the old woman slumped in the corner of the vampire king’s office.

"Do you promise to stay no matter what you learn from me?" Aleksander asked her.

Elys muttered under her breath and the vampire king repeated his question until his wife gave him a definite answer.

"My queen, do you promise?" Aleksander asked again.

This time around his voice sounded more urgent, and Elys nodded in response instead. Her head hung low as if to hide her face from Aleksander’s stare.

Her blazing hair trailed down her face, and her crown almost even fell off if not for Aleksander catching it.

"You don’t seem to agree with me, Elys," Aleksander frowned.

She shook her head and then lifted her gaze slightly, her lashes partly covering her view from him.

"No... I was just..." she said, but couldn’t complete her sentence again.