The Cursed Prince

Mars suddenly felt as if he was struck by lightning when he heard Emmelyn's next words.

As it turned out, Emmelyn had not changed. She still wanted revenge. She just changed her target. At first, she wanted to kill Mars, but now her intention had changed. Now, she wanted to kill King Jared, Mar's father.

"How are you going to kill my father?" asked Mars in a choked voice. "Before you can even touch him, you will surely die. My father is surrounded by formidable king's guards."

[This girl is crazy! Does she think she's a cat with nine lives???]

Never mind killing the king, just getting close to him would be difficult for the girl. Mars knew Emmelyn was not a weak girl and she could wield a sword, but her abilities were nothing compared to the king's guards.

Mars did not want to lose the girl because she was sentenced to death by the king for the attempted assassination.

"How can you dream of killing a king?" Mars asked, shaking his head.

"I am invited to the royal ball," Emmelyn said boldly. "I will get a chance to approach that bastard king if I come with you .. his son."

Mars sighed in surprise. "You CAN'T kill the king, do you hear me? You will die! If you die, my children will die with you. I will not let it happen."

"You're weird," Emmelyn scolded the man. "I'm not pregnant yet. You don't have children. How can your children die with me? You idiot .. ahhh, why did I call you smart before?"

"No ... you are wrong. Even though you are not pregnant yet, but you are the mother of my future children. Without you, my children will not be born because ... only you can bear children for me. Do you hear me? I cannot touch other women ..." said Mars in a desperate voice. "I lied when I said I could find another woman I could touch. My parents have been looking for a long time, and no one has survived. There have been so many victims ... I don't want to kill anyone anymore ..."

"Eh... so, you lied to me? Damn boy!"

Mars nodded. "That's right, I lied ... and tomorrow morning, you won't remember what I said tonight."

"Tch ..." Emmelyn looked away.

"Tell me, what are you planning to do to kill my father?" asked Mars urgently. "What weapons are you going to use? "

"A knife, poison in the drink, and poisonous blowgun..." Emmelyn replied. "I prepared Plans A, B, and C."

"Gosh ... then you must not come to the royal ball. You will only be looking for trouble," said Mars, shaking his head. "I will give an excuse to the queen that you are sick."

"But I want to kill the king!" cried Emmelyn.

Her voice was loud, and it made Mars panic. He hurriedly covered the girl's mouth. "Ssshhh .. don't you ever talk like that. Many people in this castle can hear you. "

"So what?" Emmelyn asked indifferently.

"You will die when this news gets to the palace," said Mars. After making sure Emmelyn would not shout her desire to kill the king again, the man took his hand off Emmelyn's lips.

"Why do you want to stop me?" Emmelyn asked irritably.

"Because I don't want you to die ..." said Mars. "I know my kingdom wronged you. I didn't know that when we attacked Wintermere, we will hurt the woman I love ... Now, there is no crying over spilled milk. I can't turn back time. Please... If there's anything I can do to make up for it, I'll do it. Please tell me .. What do you want me to do, to make you stop hating my family ...?"

Mars' eyes looked so earnest, and they made Emmelyn stunned. Even though the girl was drunk, she could feel the pain shown by the crown prince.

The girl looked away. "I don't know."

"If I return Wintermere to you, will you forgive me?" asked Mars again. "If so, I will return it. You can keep my word."

"Tch ... of course, you have to return Wintermere to me. We made a contract for that. After I bear your children, I will have Wintermere back," Emmelyn said.

"No, that's not it," said Mars." You don't have to bear my children to have Wintermere back. I'll give it after we get married, and I ascend the throne."

Emmelyn shook her head. "No way! If you really want to give Wintermere to me and want to make amends for your sins... then there should be no strings attached. What kind of request is this? Do you want to bribe me to marry you?? Gosh...!"

Mars sighed. He didn't know how else to convince Emmelyn.

"I'm not going to bribe you. But I want to make amends to you. If you marry me and become my queen, you will not only have Wintermere back, but Draec as well. Wouldn't that be better?" He asked again.

After making sure Emmelyn was paying attention, he continued his words. This time he spoke slowly and gently, to let his words sink in.

"How about you take revenge on us by having Draec under your feet? You can oppress me in exchange for me oppressing your people ..."

According to Mars, what he actually proposed was mutually beneficial. He would be able to atone for his mistakes to Emmelyn, as well as have the girl.

If he worded it well, he could make Emmelyn feel as if she was the one getting all the benefit from this new agreement.

The girl would see that it was in her best interest to marry him.

He was right.

Emmelyn furrowed her brows when she heard the man. She was tapping her fingers on the bed while her expression showed that she was deep in thought.

"Hmmm .. it's true, I can get revenge on Draec by taking over this scummy prince's kingdom. He is right," said Emmelyn, more to herself.

"Of course, I'm right. You said that I am smart, "said Mars with a smile.

"Tch .. narcissistic," said Emmelyn, rolling her eyes.

The girl closed her eyes, and her head was nodding off. After letting out a big yawn, she began to sway to the left.

Mars hurriedly held her back, so she wouldn't hit the bedpost.

'Ugh... this stupid bedpost! We really need to replace this bed,' thought Mars. 'She is right. It's dangerous.'