Chapter 556 Moving to Westminster Abbey

Anglian East, Norfolk.

At daybreak, thick fog was already creeping up from the peatlands of Feckenham, silently spreading over the lawns between meadows and woodlands.

At the end of the lawn, a horizontally spread red brick mansion was vaguely visible, occupying the edge of the hill. It was like a hibernating beast sinking into the mist, hidden behind the withered winter oak forest.

The exterior walls of the mansion are made of Scottish sandstone and Winchester red bricks, inlaid with slightly cold and hard limestone trim. Several snowy owls stand quietly on the bronze animal head statues on the spire tower, occasionally making a very unpleasant cawing sound.

And about seven or eight hundred meters away, there is a much smaller gray-brown building.

This mottled and gray longhouse looks more like an abandoned colonial administrative office annex and has no aesthetic appeal.

Only a few gas lamps were lit on the outer walls. Yes, not electric lights, but gas lamps reserved specifically for maintaining the royal atmosphere.

A painful roar came from the west wing of the longhouse.

“Roar~”

On a narrow single bed, William grabbed the sheets in pain. The room was very cold and there was no fireplace, but the entire sheet was wet with William's sweat.

William, who was 1.9 meters tall, curled up tensely on the single bed. Pain and confusion flashed in his slightly opened eyes, and he stared unfocused at the portrait of George V on the wall.

This is a very small bedroom, only seven or eight square meters, next to which is a messy bathroom. The strangest thing is that the bathtub in the bathroom is covered by a wooden board with a candlestick on the board and two small stools next to it.

"Haha, haha~" William smiled nervously while lying on the single bed.

York Cottage, I never thought that one day I would be imprisoned here.

York Cottage is located in the Sandringham Estate. The entire Sandringham, covering an area of ​​80 square kilometers, is the Queen's private property.

In addition to the grand main house and this slightly shabby York cottage, William's main residence for the past two years, Anmer Hall, is also located in the Sandringham Estate, about three or four kilometers away.

York Cottage was not a cold palace, but a residence given by Edward VII to his son George V.

King George V was his grandmother Queen Elizabeth's grandfather.

George V's father, Edward VII, was very similar to his father, Charles. Both had a strong mother and served as crown prince for more than 60 years. Before their marriage, both were playboys and had 55 lovers outside, including a large number of actresses and female technicians, as well as Churchill's mother.

Yes, that Churchill.

In addition, one of his lovers is the ancestor of the current Queen Camilla.

George V was very similar to himself. He had been placed with high hopes since he was young. His speech, behavior and emotional life perfectly matched the people's expectations of a king.

George V spent his entire life here. No one could have imagined that the residence of this last vestige of the Great Anglo-Anglican Empire would be so ordinary, even a little... ugly.

Not just ugly, but weird.

The bathtub covered with a wooden board was the dining table of King George V and his wife Queen Mary.

Open the lid and it becomes a bathtub for taking a bath. Close the lid and it becomes a dining table.

I don’t know if George V was a Japanese in his previous life.

No wonder George V's son, Edward VIII, hated the house so much that it has since become the office of the Sandringham Estate's administrators.

Is this fate?

William made a strange gurgling sound in his throat.

When he came to York Cottage as a child, he had no idea why the virtuous King York V chose to live here.

And why is his personality so weird?

Looking at the portrait of George V on the wall, he seemed to feel that he suddenly understood this ancestor of several generations ago.

Her own residence, Anmer Hall, is also on the Sandringham estate, where Kate and her two children are.

The Queen deliberately vacated York Cottage and did not allow herself to live at home. Was this a warning to me?

"Hehehehehehe~ cough cough cough..."

William couldn't help laughing and coughed from laughing.

The bell rang, and the sound of keys turning came from outside the door. Then the door opened, and an old man in his sixties with gray hair and wearing a tuxedo was holding a tray covered with a silver cover. Next to the cover was a copy of the Times Morning Post.

The old man's white-gloved hands barely trembled as he placed the tray on the coffee table. He then nodded slightly to William and backed out of the cramped bedroom.

"Come back! Come back here!"

William jumped up from the bed, his eyes bloodshot.

"Let me out! There's nothing going on between me and that woman! It's all just reporters making things up!"

"Bacchus! I command you, as the Duke of Cambridge, to stop!"

"Bacchus! Please, let me out. I can't stand it anymore..."

No matter how hard William begged, he could only hear the steady footsteps of the royal butler Bucks getting farther and farther away after the door was locked.

“Hehehe…” William’s face flushed strangely red, his eyes dull, and he muttered to himself, “Let me out, I… I don’t want to… How could I possibly be with that kind of woman…”

"Kim Kardashian...you stinky xxx, I'm going to fuck you to death!"

William's face was ferocious, and his eyes were filled with desire, like a beast that had been hungry for three days.

All green.

"Inexhaustible Desire" does not have the ability to distort the will of others. It only makes the subject addicted to something that is not "addictive" in itself, and the addiction is extremely strong and uncontrollable.

Just like drug addicts who know that contraband is a bad thing, they may be in pain and know that they will be finished if they continue like this, but they simply cannot stop touching it.

That's what William did to Kim Kardashian.

He doesn't love Kim Kardashian, and he knows that this woman is not a good person. He also knows that his life will be ruined by this woman, and he should not have any form of intersection with Kim Kardashian at all.

He knew it was the wrong choice, but the word "know" was meaningless in this situation.

He couldn't control it at all.

The mere thought of her face, her voice, even the faintest whiff of her gaudy perfume, sent a surge of illegal drugs into certain areas of his brain.

The septum lights up red, the amygdala jumps crazily,

He needed to be close to her, touch her, and possess her in order to temporarily suppress this bursting desire.

Otherwise, this desire will be like a leaky wire, crackling in the brain and burning everything.

But even if you "get it", it is only a temporary relief.

After one day, the craving resurfaces; after three days, the intensity of the craving returns to its peak again.

From that moment on, it will continue to burn with this intensity.

This is the terrible effect of "inexhaustible desire".

Whether it is physical dependence or psychological dependence, it far exceeds any drug, nitrite, or amine, and can turn anything into the most addictive substance in the world.

This spell is strictly speaking not in line with arcane ethics, which is one of the reasons why Fang Yu's alignment deviated so drastically after he cast Inexhaustible Desire on William, in addition to William being classified as a "commoner."

William had no idea what was going on. In his thirty-plus years of life, he had never experienced anything like this before.

If it weren't for the endless desire he felt when he first saw Kardashian,

At this moment, he felt as if he understood why so many people were crazy about Kim Kardashian.

Well, you're feeling wrong.

Those are just pure love.

Pure love big drum.

William leaned against the door, slumped on the ground, his body twisted and trembling, every second felt like an eternity.

Just at this moment, William seemed to hear a clattering sound coming from outside the door in a daze.

William stood up with the help of the ground. As soon as he stood up, he saw the door of this cramped bedroom open outwards, and a figure that kept burning in his mind appeared in front of him.

Kim Kardashian!

William, whose mind had been burned by desire for more than five days, could no longer think of anything else the moment he saw Kim Kardashian. He let out a dull roar from his throat and pressed Kim Kardashian to the ground like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey.

"What are you doing? William, calm down..." Kim Kardashian's twisting could not stop William's madness at all.

This was also the first time that Kim Kardashian saw someone so eager. She giggled and cooperated, but her heart was full of awe and fear of the unknown, and there was also a hint of super superiority.

The most noble person in the world, in front of me,

Is this the most powerful force in the world?

…

"How did you get in?" William, who finally satisfied his craving, looked at the old chandelier on the ceiling, his face pale and numb.

“That’s how I walked in.”

Kim Kardashian took out a new set of inner wear and tank top from the large Goyal tote bag she was carrying. The original set had become rags scattered all over the floor.

"You're lying!" William turned his head suddenly, and his eyes looking at Kim Kardashian were full of anger, desire, greed... and a hint of fear and shock.

"No one can enter here without permission! And there's no way you know where I am!"

After recovering from his addiction, William's IQ regained its upper hand and he immediately realized that something was wrong.

Sandringham covers an area of ​​more than 80 square kilometers, which is larger than the entire Manhattan and equivalent to two East Districts of New York. It is all the Queen's private territory, and there is only one King's Road leading to it.

The Norfolk Police, the Royal Protection Unit, the Royal Guard and MI5 have set up a six-layer security system here.

It is Christmas month now. The Queen and the royal family come to Sandringham every year at this time, and walk to St. Mary Magdalene Church on Christmas Day to attend services and speeches. This is one of the Queen's most regular appearances throughout the year, and the security level will undoubtedly be higher than usual.

Since her accession to the throne, the Queen has never missed a Christmas service at Sandringham.

However, the Queen has been unwell recently and has not recovered from her cold. She has not yet decided whether to attend this year's Christmas service.

If the Queen does not attend, her father Charles will attend the service and give a speech on her behalf.

But at any time, Sandringham is not a place where a big and brainless woman like Kim Kardashian can break into without being noticed!

This woman who relied on drums and sex videos to gain the spotlight, who probably couldn't even understand Apple's positioning, how could she possibly break through the royal family's six layers of security and appear in York Cottage!?

Moreover, I don’t have any external contact methods now, so how did she know I was here?

"What exactly did you do to me? What was your purpose?"

William's facial muscles twitched, and he looked angrily at Kim Kardashian, who had just put on half of her clothes and revealed her slim waist and plump buttocks.

"What is my purpose?" Kim Kardashian raised the corners of her thick lips slightly, revealing a sneer.

"Have you forgotten? It was you who sent me messages crying, it was you who left voice messages late at night saying 'I want to smell my perfume'. Did you know that my husband Kanye already knew about it? You destroyed my family, and now you're blaming me?"

William was stunned when he heard what Kim Kardashian said.

In his opinion, Kim Kardashian is vulgar, of low origin, and her character is hard to describe, but on the previous few times, Kim Kardashian has always been respectful to him.

This was a matter of course for William.

But now, this vulgar woman actually dared to contradict him! ?

The muscles on William's face trembled and he became angry all of a sudden.

"Don't act like a prince in front of me. Why didn't you ask me what my purpose was when you fucked me? I came to visit you with good intentions, but you're questioning why I got here?"

"What qualifications do you have to question me? Besides your royal status, what else do you have? Oh, yes, it may not be long before the only status you can be proud of will disappear."

Kim Kardashian raised the corners of her mouth and glanced at William with disdain, but her eyes were sparkling with excitement.

"And the only one who can help you is me."

Hearing Kim Kardashian's sarcasm, William's eyes turned red and the veins on his forehead and neck throbbed.

"I kill you!"

William roared and pounced on Kim Kardashian, his hands tightly grasping her neck. The blood vessels on his face bulged and almost twisted: "You stinky woman! You ruined me! You ruined me!"

"My life, my reputation, everything I have... you've ruined it all!"

William's face was red from the neck up, and a clear snot flowed down his nose and dripped onto Kim Kardashian's face.

Kim Kardashian was strangled by William and couldn't breathe. She couldn't help but show a look of horror, and at this moment, the necklace on her neck flashed faintly.

Immediately afterwards, Kim Kardashian felt as if a fresh energy was flowing through her body, and her consciousness, which had begun to become a little blurry, became clear again.

"Kill... kill... me, and your pain... will never... be relieved..."

Kim Kardashian uttered a word with difficulty.

William's movements suddenly froze.

Yes, if I kill her, what will I do in the future?

Now he had begun to feel that soul-deep desire again. Killing her would cause him great trouble. Even if the royal family solved everything, what about him? Would he live in pain forever?

"I'm the only one who can help you, William."

Kim Kardashian breathed heavily, put her arms around William's neck, and whispered in his ear.

"No matter what, you cannot give up your inheritance rights. As long as you inherit the throne, everything will no longer be a problem."

The madness on William's face gradually faded away, and he covered his face dejectedly.

"What should I do?"

Kim Kardashian smiled slightly and was about to speak when she heard a group of hurried footsteps outside the door.

William's eyes scanned the entire room frantically, and his last glance fell on the bathroom.

"Quick, get in! Under the bathtub lid!"

Kim Kardashian stopped talking, quickly pulled open the shower curtain, lifted the wooden cover, and hid inside.

As soon as William closed the bathroom door, he heard the sound of a key turning outside the door.

Outside the door, a copper bell rang softly, and after two rings, there was dead silence.

Bucks pushed the door open and walked in, his face pale, his voice suppressed and rapid -

"Your Highness...London Bridge...has collapsed. His Majesty King Charles requests that you proceed immediately to Westminster Abbey."

(End of this chapter)