The Lady Gangster’s Mission For The Prince

Prince Dylan turned to his father’s throne and gave a small smile before once again facing the people who wanted to claim what should be his.

“Now if you still insist on what you want, bring here the prince of Valiant Castle, and he will temporarily hold our palace, but in the seat behind me, no one can sit, not even a king of another palace. ” He looked at his soldiers, who were on the side, and after a few moments, they moved and went in front of him and started walking forward to bring out the nobles.

While the soldiers were doing that, the eyes of some were looking at him with anger.

At the moment when the kings and nobles were no longer inside the palace, General Agustin approached the prince.

“Dear prince, are you sure about what you said earlier, that Prince Damon is the one you want to hold Stalwart Castle temporarily?”

“Yes.”

“Don’t you two get along, but why did you think of him?” the general asked in surprise while frowning.

“It’s better if he’s here; I’ll know better who wants to topple my father’s palace.”All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

The general sighed. “I hope you don’t make a mistake in that decision, especially since you don’t know the true character of the prince of Valiant Castle.”

The prince just stared at nothing before walking away, leaving General Agustin to follow him after a second.

Meanwhile, Adira was hidden behind the curtain by some people who suddenly came out of the palace and went to their respective cars.

“How many of them are there? Are those below kings of other palaces? I noticed that they also have crowns like King Stephen.” She looked at the people below one by one, but her gaze stopped at Prince Damon’s father. “He’s here too. What’s going on, they look so angry?”

When the people downstairs had finally left, Adira also left the peeping and sat on the bed again, but she was suddenly surprised when the door to her room opened and General Agustin entered.

“It’s too early to surprise me,” she said as she rested her right hand on her left chest because she was nervous and her heart beat fast.

“Sorry, young lady, but there is something you need to know.”

“What?”

“There’s a commotion here in the palace because of the throne; maybe you heard the noise coming from outside earlier?” She nodded. “It means that there is a visitor that we didn’t expect, and if it forces its way into the palace.”

She frowned as she looked at the floor. “Why are there so many people?”

“Because now it has been announced who will temporarily replace King Stephen.”

“Who will temporarily replace the king.”

“Prince Damon.”

She was stunned and frowned as she looked at the general, who was also looking at her seriously. “Maybe I didn’t mishear you, general. Prince Damon will replace King Stephen temporarily, right?”

“You’re right.”

She clenched her fist. “Who did that fool person choose to choose Prince Damon to hold Stalwart Castle?”

The general bowed his head. “Prince Dylan.”

Her eyebrows almost met in surprise. “Prince Dylan himself chose that Prince Damon should take over for the time being?” General Agustin nodded. “The two princes barely got along, and then Prince Dylan chose that prince!” she said so loudly that her voice reached the outside of the palace.

The general was alarmed. “Calm down, young lady. The prince must not hear you or know you’re here.”

She turned away from him while one of her hands rested on her forehead. In her mind, “Dylan’s decision added to my thinking, especially since Prince Damon is the one I suspect gave a letter to King Stephen about Dylan’s life.”

The two suddenly turned around when the doorknob made a noise. Adira was ready to hide when she thought that the person was trying to turn the doorknob, but it was locked. The two looked at each other, knowing who was trying to open it. It took a minute to force the door open, but it didn’t work.

“Looks like he’s coming here again despite what happened earlier,” General Agustin said weakly before looking at her.

She just looked away from the way the general was looking at her.

“I’m leaving, and the prince might look for me. ” She just nodded, and the general left.

She lay down again and stared at the large ceiling light. “Sometimes I don’t know what Dylan is thinking. What’s going on in his head, and why, Prince Damon, does he hate the prince of Paradise Castle, Prince Franco? But that prince doesn’t seem to know anything about the chaos going on in the palace of Stalwart Castle.”

She rolled over on the side of the bed and remembered the experiment she had done. She peeked under the bed and took out the heart and liver containers. When she opened it, she closed her eyes and held her nose because of the smell, but she had to bear it.

When she opened her eyes, she immediately frowned at the result. “The part between the liver and the heart is almost rotten; that’s why it smells so bad. I correctly suspected that the stain in the cup is poison, but I can’t imagine who would do it.”

She checked the heart and liver again, and based on the rotten side, the effect of the poison seems to be decreasing, and it seems to be spreading slowly.

Her eyebrows met even more when she looked at the cup. “The poison came from the cup itself, from the part where the lips touch. And if my suspicion is correct, the king’s body began to use it even stronger, and until now he has not woken up, but how could that person who injected the poison into the king’s body?”

She’s confused by what she found out today and by the cup with poison. She can’t imagine how King Stephen’s body was poisoned if it was just a cup.

“It’s strange, why was King Stephen poisoned? I thought it was Prince Dylan who was in danger, not King Stephen.”

Adira stood up and walked out without hesitation, seeming to forget that Prince Dylan couldn’t see her. In her haste to find General Agustin, she saw Prince Dylan going up the stairs; that’s why she retreated quickly. But in case she walked to her room, she was sure that the prince would see her. She saw a door and entered it, but she was even more uneasy when she entered Prince Dylan’s room.

She was already sweating as her eyes couldn’t find a place to hide, so she ended up under the bed. “Will I be hiding under the bed until you get here?” She shook her head and waited for the door to open. After a few moments, it opened, and Dylan entered.

She thinks he sat on the bed and laid down, but before long he stood up again and left the room.

“He must be thinking so deeply that is why he is restless. ” She turned to her right because there were letters on a roll. It was arranged and seemed to be hidden even if the person peered under the bed. She finally laid down and took a letter because Dylan might come back suddenly, and it’s better to make sure that he won’t come back immediately after she leaves here.

When she opened the letter, she frowned at the words there. “Be careful,” was written on the old paper. She was not satisfied and took another one and read it. “You are in danger, dear prince; you must be careful.”

After reading those words, she read all the letters that were there. All the letters are telling Prince Dylan to be careful because someone is attempting his life.

“Who is sending this letter? Why do they receive the same letter from the king, but it seems like different people are sending it?”

She wasted no time and went under the bed. Looked for a cloth and put all the letters on it, then went to the balcony of the room. She turned to the door because it looked like Dylan was back and about to open it, so she fearlessly jumped from the balcony to the bottom of the palace. When she landed on the ground, she immediately stood up and entered the palace. She ran up to get to her room, which was quite close to Dylan’s room, but when she entered the room, she stopped when she saw something on top of her bed.

“Who put it here?” She said this in surprise while taking the rose that looked like it was just a fresh pick. “Dylan may have put it here, but why?”

She ignored the rose because she wasn’t sure if it was Dylan who put it there. She took the heart and liver from under the bed again; luckily, she thought to put them there before going out earlier.

“I need green leaves, and it is very difficult to find them, especially in this country, where I don’t know if there are any. When I find that plant, I am sure that the vitality will return to the body of the king and will gradually heal the damaged organs in its body.”

In this kind of work, she knew all kinds of poison from which a person could die; she even knew King Stephen’s. She studied everything carefully, especially if her client was the one who experienced it. She’s not just a gangster accepting a mission and hoping that the target is okay; sometimes there is a chance that the target has done something to her client, so she has to act and help them. She has also encountered someone poisoned like this, but King Stephen’s is more difficult to treat because it is also difficult to find the leaf that can cure it.