Chapter 94
Deacon’s POV
Instead of replying, I pulled another glass from the side and poured him another drink. After placing it in front of him, I gave him time and let him calm down.
Reasoning with him while being so on edge would bring no good anyway.
For a few seconds, he stared at the drink and me before he let out an exasperated breath and sat down in defeat.
Drinking the entire drink in one go, he slammed the glass on the table and nodded at me as a gesture to continue.
“If Glenda is punished, the truth behind Alpha Robert’s son’s death will be exposed. That pack lost their heir because of her recklessness. They were grieving and were thirsty for justice. If the truth spreads, their entire reputation will crumble, and we risk losing them altogether.”
He exhaled through his nose, thinking. “They could have sought us through.”
“Their petition would have been discarded.” Hearing that, he looked up at me in shock. Shrugging my shoulders, I added, “There’s no solid evidence and witnesses were killed.”
Beforehand, proving the evil death Glenda made was so hard to get that we had to dig so deep just to get it. If it weren’t for Elena’s comrade from the Custodes, I believe it would have been near to impossible.
Finally able to understand the cruciality of the situation, he nodded and exhaled in defeat before asking questions one after another. “And the Alpha Robet’s family? Will they still continue to collude with the pack? Their revenge? Glenda’s still alive. Are you sure this won’t be a problem in the future?”
Reaching for my own glass, I swivelled it on the table before raising it a little near to my lips. “Alpha Robert’s younger son and new heir, James, already made it clear that he has no interest in dragging the kingdom into a dispute. He only aimed for one thing, and that is Glenda. He already punished her the way he wanted, which is far worse than death.”
With that, I took a sip as I remembered the brand on Glenda’s face, which James put on her, and she’d had to curry for a lifetime.
Desmond rubbed his temple in frustration before letting out a low chuckle and shaking his head. “That woman has brought nothing but trouble.”
Laughing dryly, I shook my head and scoffed.
“You’re not wrong,” I said, raising my glass toward him to offer a toast.
After drinking, Desmond leaned back, mulling over the situation. “We can’t expose her, but we can’t let her walk free either. A quiet punishment… We should do one that satisfies the pack but doesn’t invite questions.”
I nodded, pleased that the King saw reason. Though she already received the military punishment that Bryson took on her behalf, military and kingdom punishment are different things after all.
“I will see to it.”
We drank a couple more drinks until the tension in the air thinned, and his irritation completely came to ease. Before we knew it, we were already halfway through the bottle, and that’s when one of the servants suddenly entered.
“King… Prince…” he greeted before focusing his attention on Desmond, reporting, “The celebration had come to a complete end. Princess Elena was also safely sent back to her residence.”
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Chapter 94
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He dismissed him with his hand before he took a long sip before setting his gaze back on me. “Elena.”
My hand stilled over my glass as I met his intense eyes. “What about her?“.
“What do you think about her?” he pushed.
I took a swift sip from my glass and replied as nonchalantly as I could, “She’s a great warrior. The kingdom is lucky to have her. If it weren’t for her aid, things would probably have gone south.”
A smirk suddenly formed on his lips. Tilting his head as if he were testing me, he uttered, “You hold her in high regard.”
I looked away from him and stared at my glass instead, simply swirling it around.
Not waiting for my response, he continued, “You’re right. She’s strong. Powerful. And her status is unquestionable. The kingdom needs a Queen like her.”
Queen… He better not be thinking what I think he was thinking.
Taking a slow sip, I looked at him with an unreadable gaze as I masked my emotions. “Are you suggesting something?”
Leaning forward, he smiled with excitement and shrugged. “I’m just saying that she would make a fine match…” He stared at me with a knowing look and slowly continued, “…for someone of high standing.”
Tilting my head, I narrowed my eyes. “Is that so?”
Desmond took another sip, watching me closely as he asked, “You disagree?”
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Setting my glass down with a quiet clink, my lips curved into the barest smirk. “Oh, I agree. The question is… who do you think is worthy of her?”
Desmond’s eyes gleamed with amusement as he leaned back in his seat. I watched as he took slow movements to pick up the whiskey and refill his glass before taking a sip with his eyes remaining on me.
My hands clenched under the table. Never thought I’d be feeling anxious waiting for an answer from Desmond until Elena’s name came into the sentence.
