"The King isn’t here yet," old patriarch de Cene snorted.
"Patriarch of the de Cene family. Did you perhaps expect him to arrive before you?"
Patriarch de Cene frowned at the King’s well know supporter, the witch, Erenes. She might not be as strong as Ulva but this woman was considered one of the strongest witches in this plane. Still, he wasn’t able to protect the prince that she was protecting.
"I don’t remember talking to you... Erenes."
"I thought you were talking to me. Considering no one else would dare talk to you."
The patriarch’s face turned even darker as he narrowed his eye at the witch. Actually, she was right. Since he arrived, not one of the other patriarchs talked to him aside from the superficial greetings that involve short ’how are you’. After just a few minutes, they would then tell him that they needed to do something else, that they have to talk to their wives or kids.
They immediately looked for a reason to avoid him.
Obviously, this irritated him.
Every one of the patriarchs of the noble family must have known about the facility and his involvement in those experiments. And just like him, they were expecting the King to secretly investigate the matter. Obviously, the other patriarchs didn’t want to be dragged down with the de Cene family.
So, they are trying to avoid him and obviously making it very obvious that they didn’t want to spend more time with him.
In fact, this isn’t just happening with him. Even the other members of the de Cene family have received the same kind of treatment from their ’friends’.
This is what prompted him to do what he is about to do tonight.
"How dare a mere witch talk to me!" he hissed.
"Oh... did you perhaps think that you can only experiment with witches?" Erenes smirked. "Witches can talk too... "
The de Cene patriarch heard some chuckles from the other people around him. They were making fun of him! He gritted his teeth, his hands clenched into tight fists. He could feel his nails against his palms.
He was about to respond when someone suddenly announced the King’s arrival.
King Matthew Graydon.
Hearing his name, the old patriarch immediately turned around and glared at him. Everything is happening because of Matthew. That’s right. Everything started because of Matthew. Obviously, the patriarch can only blame Matthew for the problems that his family is facing right now.
Aside from the fact that they are currently heirless, all of the marriage proposals that they received had been canceled simply because those families didn’t want to be connected to them.
As if feeling his gaze, Matthew turned towards him.
Then... he smirked.
The old patriarch almost exploded in anger.
He wanted to kill Matthew!
For some reason, seeing the provoking smile on Matthew’s face made him feel like everything around him, from the grand chandelier full of dazzling candles created by magick to everyone’s superficial gowns and suits to the large red carpet that extended from the door to the throne, was irritating. So irritating, he wanted to ruin everything. He narrowed him as he gritted his teeth in irritation.
Then he tried to calm himself down.
That man warned him about the possible effects of the injection that he had given to himself. Moodiness— extreme mood swings— was just one of those things. He knew about it yet he chose to ignore the warnings and even took two of those things.
He and his people took two of those things just to have the strength for tonight.
He cannot fail now, he thought inwardly as he watched Matthew sit on his black throne.
Black?
From his memories, the throne had always been filled with jewels and gold. Why would Matthew change it to a simple black chair!?
Still, this is not something that he should think about.
"Thank you for coming tonight." Matthew started, the same irritating smile plastered on his face. "Many of you were not able to join my solemn coronation and that is because I wanted to keep it as simple as possible. This was because I wanted to show respect to my father, the late King."
Lies! This was all the patriarch could think of!
Matthew was clearly lying!
What late father!?
What respect!?
The man didn’t even respect his father’s decision when he was still alive!
Why would he show such respect now?
Clearly, Matthew did it because he wanted to have fewer people that could possibly stop the ceremony. He just wanted to finish the ceremony and own the throne as fast as possible.
The man was nothing but a dog who was blinded by power!
Obviously, this was just on the patriarch’s head. On the outside, he tried to smile and nodded at Matthew’s words.
"I never thought that one day, I would sit on this throne and talk to everyone like this." Matthew continued. "It hasn’t been that long since I was a mere little toddler running around my... small cabin. Ah... memories."
Again, the patriarch started complaining. Clearly, Matthew just wanted to remind them that he had been bullied while growing up because they all thought Drigo would become the King!
"Nevertheless, I wanted to thank you for supporting me despite my... age." Matthew looked at each of the nobles. "Tonight, we have gathered here because of a very special event that deserves all the glitz and glamour that this plane could offer," Matthew added.
He made a deliberate pause before he added. "Tonight... I am going to name my Queen!"
Gasps and murmurs echoed inside the large ballroom hall. It was as if a large elephant just walked in on the room. Everyone clearly had different reactions on their faces. Some of them looked horrified while some looked excited to watch the upcoming show. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
However, the majority of them were actually confused.
Matthew is not married. He didn’t accept any mistresses that their families offered. Aside from this, he didn’t even have a girlfriend!
So... what Queen!?
And who?
Obviously, they didn’t even count Ava as Matthew’s woman. After all, she was his witch. Moreover, a Lycan and a witch... can never marry.
"Ladies and gentlemen... tonight I declare Ava Woods as my one and only Queen," Matthew said.
Then chaos ensued.
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