Chapter 190 It all amounts to nothing
Enzo led them back to the main ballroom and didn’t get them lost once. Doris was thankful that he seemed to remember the path so easily when she knew that she would have been circling the place for hours before she found where she needed to be. Her thoughts were too wild for her to concentrate on anything, let alone simple hallways that she had only seen once.
Beth squeezed her hand and gave her a small smile as they headed down the main hall. It encouraged her to keep pushing forward even when she wished it was already over with. She wanted to close her eyes and wake up back in the palace with everything as it was. Back before everything went wrong. Before a war ever brewed inside the palace. Before everything came crumbling down around them.
Never had she felt so unsteady in her life. It felt as if a single step could make her fall beneath the surface and it was always there to threaten her. A reminder that she could lose everything at any moment and there was nothing she could do to stop any of it.
Something was off before they reached the room. A feeling pierced her chest and she wasn’t sure if it was because of William in trouble, or because of the emptiness the hallways were. .The day before, the area was crawling with guards in every corner. Now they hadn’t seen more than a handful since they left the cells. And the ones they did see, were too distracted to notice anything off. They watched the end of the hall towards where the main ballroom was as if they waited for something to come of it.
It was strange that no one had been waiting for them when they left the cells. Doris half expected to be ambushed and thrown in jail for killing the guards that attacked them, but no one had even been alerted of it yet. Beth thankfully closed her eyes as they stepped over the bodies after they left her cell. Her friend’s strength encouraged Doris more than she had the words to admit. Were the guards waiting to see if a new king was to be announced? Or were they waiting to see if one of them killed the other? That was the thing was royal business, outsiders had no right to step between them no matter how violent it turned. They would be forced to watch unless one of the prince’s demanded they defend them. Only then would they be allowed to stop the inevitable, but something told Doris that neither of the princes would be willing to let someone else settle their score. Her confusion was instantly answered when she noticed the missing guards pouring out of the main hall. Familiar voices shouted at each other as if they were trying to see who could be louder. Doris dropped Beth’s hand and hurried after Enzo to find William. None of the guards paid them attention as they pushed through. Their eyes were glued to the shouting match in front of them. “…this is foolish, Martin. Drop it.” William said sternly as if he was scolding his brother. Doris tried to see over the crowd, she went up on her toes trying to get a glimpse of what William was referring to. A wave of nausea hit her like never before. Her body demanded her to sit and rest and she knew she had to-especially for the baby-but there was no time for herself.
“That’s hilarious, William. Force me out of my role and make me work for you.” “Martin. Listen to me, you don’t have to do this. This isn’t how I wanted things to go-” “Didn’t you come here to kill me, William? Didn’t you come here to take the crown from my dead hands and claim I handed it over willingly?” Martin spat. Hot tears rolled down his cheeks and Doris felt her mind start to race. No, he couldn’t die over this. Too many people had lost their lives, too many members of his family. “I came here to talk to you—“
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