The Rejected prince
Episode 8
By Ayomide Praise
Prince Edward's POV
The next day….
I heard that the king's sickness was getting worse day by day.
I overheard the healer with my mum telling her that he is not improving,but his condition is only getting worse.
But what could have suddenly made him pass out as they said??
"Or is this really as a result of old age or something??" I thought.
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Anyways anyhow it is I don't care my only care is that whenever he dies,I must be the heir to the throne.
"What are you thinking?? Who else would it be if not you??" My subconscious mind tells me.
And I smiled.
Unknown POV
I must really make them pay in that palace,they have hurted me enough and they can't go Scot free.
I know this will really be a difficult task for me to do...I know it will really be hard for me to overcome them but I must start planning now and making a way so that they will all reap what they sow.
And I will make sure that everyone related to the royal family will suffer for this.
My parents can not just die In vain while I watched the people that caused it smiling sheepishly day by day.
I must make sure that I know their ends and make them pay for their sins.
Even Though it will really take some time but am ready to sacrifice everything. They didn't even stop on my parents,they still hurt me and took my pride away from me.
Prince Liam's POV
"What are we going to do now,I can't just sit right here and watch my dad die like that" I said to Edison.
"My prince,I'm sorry there is nothing we can do,the healer has already tried his best and he said the king is not responding to treatment,I even heard that his condition has gone worse"he said.
"Omg!!!" I replied and became speechless.
Even though I can still remember his last words the last time he came to my room telling me that I am not his son and that no one has ever gone blind in his lineage,I can't just watch him die.
"Edison, please can I see the healer!!" I asked.
"My prince,you can't see him,you know that no one else knows apart from the guards and royal family that you live in this palace" he said.
"I know!!! I don't know maybe if I should beg him or something he might look for a solution to this problem.the king is the only one I have left on this planet.it will be so hurtful for me to lose him.i wish i can see and make him happy as a son before he dies" I said and tears drifted out of my eyes.
And I felt Edison's warm hand wiping away my tears.
"I know everything will be fine,my prince," he said.
And I forced myself to smile.
😈 Queen Charlotte's POV👿
I waited outside shedding crocodile tears and waiting outside for the healer results again.
He had come this morning to check about his health and he said it has worsened like I expected.
Because the old man who gave me the poison that I added to his meal told me that his condition will be getting worse and after 30 days he will join his ancestors.
The door of his room cracked and opened and I started crying more so he would really think I was really hurt about his sickness.
"My queen,you have to rest and stop crying. You've been crying since yesterday and you know it is not good for your health" he said.
"Why won't I cry huh?? My husband is dying and you said I should not cry" I replied.
"It's okay,but my queen I think is getting out of hand and am really sorry to tell you this,I have tried my best and it didn't work...I think you have to talk to the members of council to get him another healer" he said.
"What did you mean?? I don't understand??" I asked like I didn't understand what he said and held his shirt tightly.
"I mean we really have to look for another healer for him, maybe if another person tried he might get healed" he replied.
And he removed my hand from his shirt then shook his head rapidly and walked out.
I walked inside to where he was lying on the bed and stared at his lifeless body.
"No matter how the healer that will come to treat you is powerful you can never be healed" I thought.
I stared at him the most and I felt like strangling him to death.
I turned back and I saw the guards staring at me.
Even Though there are no guards here I will never strangle him, because I don't want people to suspect his death.
I want him to be on the bed for days before he dies and people will think he dies of a sickness which is incurable.
I wiped my tears and walked out of his room and approached my son's room...it's really been long since I saw him.
"Or is it that he does not hear that his father is sick" I thought and tried to twist his room door knob.
I tried opening the door and it was locked.
"Where could he be??" I thought.
To be continued.