Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 523

Chapter 523: Every King Needs A Stong Queen

The atmosphere in the room was palpably tense, filled with unspoken thoughts and emotions. Silence reigned until the king’s voice shattered the heaviness, his words cutting through the tension, "You think killing Islinda would solve everything?"

The king’s question lingered, weighty and pregnant with anticipation. Lennox, his throat tight with nervousness, spoke up, his words measured yet hesitant. "I believe it is the only way to maintain peace and order in the kingdom, Your Majesty. Everything started with Islinda and should end with her for the sake of your sons."

The king’s head tilted slightly, his gaze fixed on Lennox with an inscrutable expression that stirred a sense of unease within him. With caution, Lennox inquired, "What is wrong, Your Majesty?" ƒrēewebnovel.com

"And then what happens after Islinda is dead?" King Oberon’s questioned, leaving his assistant bewildered.

"What?" Lennox’s confusion was palpable as he struggled to grasp the implications of the king’s question.

The king’s eyes narrowed, a fierce intensity gleaming within them as he leaned forward on his throne. "What happens then when Prince Aldric comes wreaking havoc on my kingdom after I took away the one thing that belongs to him? I bet you didn’t think that far," he challenged, his voice laced with a mixture of authority and accusation.

Lennox’s mouth opened to respond, but no words escaped as he found himself at a loss, unable to offer a reasonable rebuttal to the King’s pointed remarks. A flush of embarrassment spread across his face as he realized the oversight in his suggestion, feeling a pang of foolishness for not considering the consequences more carefully before presenting it to the king.

King Oberon’s voice held a mix of resolve and compassion as he continued, "Aldric has already lost so much, I’m not about to add another to the list. My poor son has suffered, and I refuse to hurt him further. As for Valerie, he deceived me. So send a message to him, the both of us have to talk and I’ll put an end to this madness between the brothers. And Islinda..." He paused, his brow furrowing in thought, "If the people love Islinda as you said, they would revolt against us if we were to harm her."

As the king spoke, a sense of realization dawned in the room. His words carried a tone of reflection and accountability. "The riot started as a result of one of our own abusing his power. Moreover, I’ve not been paying attention to that part of town, nor the people there and it’s not surprising they bear resentment towards me. If anything, I have to thank Islinda for bringing my attention to them before things escalated." His acknowledgment of fault was met with a contemplative silence.

"The moment everything is settled, invite Islinda to the palace. Once more, I’m intrigued by her and would like to get to know her more," the king declared, his voice carrying a sense of genuine curiosity and admiration for Islinda.

Taken aback by the king’s insight, Lennox faltered, his confidence wavering as he realized the truth in the monarch’s words. He had been so fixated on the idea of ending Islinda that he hadn’t considered the consequences of such a drastic move.

Lennox, overcome with embarrassment and remorse, felt the weight of his misjudgment press down upon him. With a heavy heart, he swiftly fell to his knees before the king, his head bowed in humility.

"Your Majesty, forgive this foolish one for feeding such useless advice," Lennox pleaded, his words heavy with regret

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