Chapter 412: How it all started
A week had passed since the victory Banquet and the death of Kaiden was announced. The news declaring the first prince who had just returned from war as the one behind Kaiden’s death spread all over Darconia in that week.
Cedric was wanted, the crazy part was that no one really knew what the prince looked like since his face was always covered. The bounty posters were based on his physical description.
The news was taken by many different people. Some believed, some doubted, while others were scared of the implications. One thing is for sure: it was just a battle for the throne.
Succession in Darconia has always been a battle of blood since only the most capable can succeed to the throne.
The soft rushing sound of water from the kettle nozzle rang, "That’s enough." Rebecca instructed the maid who was watering the plant. The maid stopped.
Rebecca was in her private garden she kept herself. Everything growing here was sown by her and Abrielle. Whenever she starts missing Abrielle or is overwhelmed with worry, she comes here to get her soiled with the dirty soil.
Rebecca was squatting down, an apron tied over her dress. Her bare hand was covered with soil as she inspected the roots of her bluebell, which was withering.
Her brows furrowed, "There is nothing wrong with the roots or the soil." She muttered. A sharp sigh left her lips. She has been stressed lately, barely able to sleep.
How could she have a good night’s sleep? When her son-in-law was accused of treason, she had no idea where her daughter was. The news from the capital wasn’t clear.