Chapter 807
Chapter 807:
Their expressions caught me off guard, leaving me puzzled and unsure of what to make of them.
Before I could process it, Bryan’s voice, smooth and commanding, rolled through the venue. “There’s no need for her to perform. She has already captured my attention.”
The garden stilled, silence blanketing the crowd. Then, before anyone could react, Dominic and Clayton spoke in perfect unison. “We only wish to spend the night with her tonight. The others mean nothing to us.”
The garden erupted into chaos. The sex slaves exchanged startled and envious glances, their eyes darting nervously. High-ranking officials leaned toward one another, their whispers swelling into a tide of murmurs.
Leonardo’s face darkened, and he barked, “This is absurd! How dare the three of you disregard royal traditions so blatantly?”
Unexpectedly, the three princes, once so respectful to their father, now carried themselves with an unfamiliar defiance, casting aside their usual obedience.
Dominic’s eyes became as cold as winter. His tone was firm as he answered, “Rules may be rigid, but people are not. Your ultimate goal is for us to produce heirs, and sleeping with these women was merely a means to that end. If that’s the case, does it really matter who we choose to sleep with? As long as we fulfill the purpose, why shouldn’t we be allowed to sleep with the woman we truly desire?”
Leonardo’s mouth opened, but no words came. He stared at Dominic, momentarily silenced by his boldness.
Seizing the moment, Evelyn stepped forward, her voice soft but deliberate. “Your Majesty, what do you intend to do with the other women? You’ve made it clear—those who fail to gain favor will be cast out and punished as rogues. Will you truly follow through, or…”
Upon hearing those words, the surrounding sex slaves were immediately struck with terror. Their looks toward me, often filled with envy, now showed a deep and clear animosity. I narrowed my eyes as a suspicion crept into my thoughts.
𝗕𝗲 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 — 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝘁 ⲅ𝗮𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀・ⅽ𝗼𝗺
Was this all part of Evelyn and Antoni’s plan? Were they trying to stir up animosity among these women toward me, using the kind of jealousy they’d always harbored? What was the purpose of such a scheme?
As I mulled this over, Evelyn suddenly dropped to her knees with a thud.
Her face, usually so graceful, was marred by sadness, and her voice was laden with distress. “Your Majesty, these women have spent so much time here in the palace. They might not have accomplished much, but they have put in the effort. If you banish them from the palace and cast them out to become rogues, death will be their only fate!”
As she said this, Evelyn softly dabbed at her tears with her sleeve, a sight that could pull at anyone’s heartstrings.
The group of sex slaves stood there, still shaking with fear, begging Leonardo to think again.
Unfortunately, Leonardo merely gave them a cold look and said sharply, “Since the princes have no interest in them, there’s no reason to keep them around. They’ve had more than enough opportunities. Banish them from the palace! Next year, we can bring in new ladies. Our kingdom has many suitable women.”
“No! Please, no!”
“Mercy, Your Majesty! Don’t cast us out!”
“Please! Don’t make us rogues! We don’t want to be rogues.”
The women’s energy seemed drained. They collapsed to the ground as cries and pleas echoed through the air. But what came next was them being forcefully removed by the soldiers.
Leonardo’s indifference made me frown.
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