Chapter 150: Chaos for power
Abrielle was flabbergasted because why would someone want to get married to Prince Cedric Von Drakkar? It seemed like something was wrong with her head.
Cedric chuckled, taking her words lightly, and it made her shut up. Sapphire bit back whatever words she wanted to say before. "It seems like you want Galvia to burn. Just because we were gracious enough to establish diplomatic relationships doesn’t mean we can do what we are best at."
It was a threat that sent chills down their spines. "Be mindful of your words," Ryker drawled, causing Cedric to smirk at him.
"I was never on the table for the negotiation. I have no intentions of taking another wife anytime soon, so Sapphire should be the one to be mindful, or we might see between my wrath and your strength which is greater." He spoke like a true tyrant, this peace banquet was so unappetizing the only one who still had an appetite was Abrielle.
Sapphire’s fingers curled into fists; his words were ruthless, and he could not care any less how they felt. "You sound like you want a war." Ryker sneered, not intimidated by Cedric. Ryker was a few years older than Cedric so he could not be intimidated by a younger one despite his murderous intent.
"Trust me that was what I suggested at first." Cedric’s eyes were sharp and intimidating. It wasn’t an empty threat.
"Sapphire is the daughter of the queen and can’t be a second wife," Ryker argued; he didn’t expect the Darconia royal family to go back on their word so easily.
"The first princess of Darconia born from the queen is married to a general, are you saying my daughter has little value compared to Sapphire." Eleanor was the one who spoke this time around, her words laced with anger. Ryker realized he had made an excuse.
"I didn’t mean that but it is a disappointment that Darconia is going back on their agreement." Abrielle was sipping some wine, her gaze trailing to Callista, who was very silent, barely touching her meal. She wasn’t the only one in that state.