Chapter 47 - Useless Black-Haired Beast
Chapter 47 – Useless Black-Haired Beast
Chapter 47: Useless Black-Haired Beast
Basil looked stupefied. His plan backfired… threatened with murder… goosebumps shook his core.
‘Oh my god!’
Basil felt an intense sense of betrayal. How he was able to raise that spoiled, rotten, and stubborn kid all those years, he did not know. Basil stood up for him against the feared Queen, almost falling to the hands of death keeping his secret locked. And now he was threatening him? Ungrateful! Basil clicked his tongue. He should have never raised this useless black-haired beast.
“Mr. Basil, Chrichton’s envoy is arriving.”
Basil looked at the deep blue sea. A small boat was approaching. He saw a woman with long silvery hair and a pearl-like skin.
‘What is the relationship between you two?’
He tilted his head and pondered over his lingering question and curiosity. He had always followed Igor since he was a child. However, no matter how many times he thought about it, there had been no contact between them other than their short prior meeting as a child in the palace.
Then, he suddenly remembered. Not long ago, Igor reconstructed the queen’s palace intensively. The king’s loyal servants were pleased to know he was ready to marry. Some had even thought Igor liked men. He’d even bought myriads of silks and jewelries he had no need for. Basil wondered if Igor developed a weirdly strange hobby at the time. If he did like men… Basil was unsure how to deal with him…
But it was all for the silver-haired woman…
‘Oh..! That crazy guy!!’
Basil groaned and pulled on his hair. He could not believe that the king had long planned to marry and live with her before they’d even met. The man was crazy, no, royalties were crazy! Who knows what goes on in their head!
He drowned himself in cursing and agony but quickly recomposed back to his calm composure when the noblewoman arrived. He sympathized with the poor woman who had been captured by that lunatic.
“Welcome, Lady Rihannan.” Basil greeted her.
Rihannan looked at him, her icy-blue piercing eyes glinting.
Basil marveled at her incandescent beauty. She had grown up well, he thought. She was like a pretty doll when she was a child, but now her beauty far exceeded his imaginations. She was a goddess of the sun, of the moon. Even the stars themselves decided to rest behind the soft cushion of her lips. She looked disarmingly unaware of her beauty. Basil wondered if the king fell in love at first sight from her beauty alone. She had a rare unique beauty, a woman hard to be found, and she exuded a strange charm that could not be explained in words.
“I’m Basil, your humble servant. You can call me Basil, my lady. Come, I’ll guide you. Please follow me.” Basil’s voice was modest and soft-spoken. He thought of imprinting a good image to Rihannan. He might as well if she’s to become queen. Maybe he could get on her good side… abandon that rotten brat to serve the goddess instead. Yes, he’ll do just that. Basil snickered inwardly as a devilish plan formed in his mind.
Rihannan nodded and followed Basil quietly.
Walking in silence, Basil suddenly noticed her gaze locked on him.
Basil smiled handsomely. “Is there something on my face?”
Rihannan looked away. “I apologize… that was rude of me. It’s just that you have a familiar face… a face similar to someone I knew before…”
Basil chuckled and eloquently waved his hand while stars around him sparkled. “No, I have a pretty common face in Arundell. Ha-ha… I’m sure you know of it well, Lady Rihannan.”
“Yes, that’s true…” Rihannan closed her lips and spoke no longer.
While guiding her to the king’s quarters, Basil did his best to relax her by telling her stories one after another. In fact, he was somber and felt pity that her partner would be his master, the arrogant bastard. Basil hoped to make her stay comfortable at least.
They soon stopped at the door of the cabin. Basil held the door of the cabin and said courteously, “Here is Igor, the king of Arundell. He’s waiting inside. Please, come in, Lady Rihannan.”
The door opened slowly.
As the interior decor and design gradually came to view, Rihannan took a deep breath.
She had made up her mind. She won’t show any weakness. And fortunately, the only thing he knows of her is their past few encounters as a child and nothing more. If she were to show signs of excessive fear and hatred, he’ll grow wary, finding Rihannan’s behavior strange.
Rihannan bit her lips. This mission was important. She needed to change his mind to choose her, Rihannan, and not the princess. Otherwise… the Crown Prince will have Dimitri’s head… he’ll die a miserable death before he claims the throne…
Soon, she lifted her head and took a step inside.
It was a simple room with so few furniture. Across the door was a window overlooking the vast blue sea and a large desk to the side. Next to the desk was a man with black hair and deep purple eyes.