The Clash Of Drakkon: Book Four Of The Drakkon Series

Chapter Six

Alessandra Drakkon

Queen of the Drakkon Empire

"Dammit! Numa you jerk! Ugh!" I snarl lightly, thoroughly annoyed, but knowing I wasn't going to get anymore help from him.

"Your majesty, I've compiled all the information you've requested." I look over at the sheeve tablet I had left beside me on the bed. Having forgotten all about my request to Tendi, I get up from the bed and head towards what I am hoping is the closet.

"Give me the highlights, Tendi. Start with the primaries, then Titus, then my guards." I open the doors in front of me and sigh longingly as I stare at the huge bathtub, I wish I had time to relax but there was much to do if I wanted to get my throne back.

I turn away from the bathroom to the other doors, hoping this will be the closet. "Lady Arya has resigned her position as twelfth primary under your father's rule, Lady Taarique cleverly did it so that Aldrich would not harm her in punishment, she was very reluctant to resign. Lady Aliayh has made plans to meet up with Lord Calder at the border, under the false claim that there are remaining Trennix forces they need to clear out of the system, I believe that she intends to get away from the King. Lord Calder is still at the border as I've already said, he shows no intentions of returning soon. Lady Layla has not claimed back any of her properties from Lord Balem or healed her eye yet, she even declined the healers offered to her by the king." I hum, mildly intrigued as to why Layla seemed so reluctant to heal her eye.

"Lord Octavian has made efforts to plan hidden mourning places for you around the Drakkon Empire under the nose of the King. Lord Caius is still on Trenna. Lord Lucius has embedded himself beside the King, currently trying to regain the power you stole from him." I tsk, shaking my head lightly, Lucius, you naughty boy, don't you know that people who try to take what isn't theirs get their hands chopped off. I let out a soft sound of surprise as I open the closet doors, I had assumed there would be a few outfits for me, but surprisingly the closet was completely full, filled with clothes of varying designs and styles.

Kalo had clearly spared no expense in looking after me, all of these clothes looked to cost a fortune, not that I imagine it was much to the ruler of the second largest empire among the known systems. "Lady Narcissa and Lord Kraven have retreated to their home in the Rya system. They show no sign of support to the King or any sign that they are against him either. Lord Balem has not stopped weapon and armour production in his factories, as if we were still at war, I believe there is a chance he plans to rebel against the king. Lady Taarique along with Seneschal Titus are currently planning a coup against King Aldrich, they intend to overthrow him with the help of the Spliced and possibly the Solveigs, though both are uncertain allies to them." I drop the dress fabric I was admiring and turn around, heading back into the room.

"I'm sorry, Taarique is planning to overthrow Aldrich with Titus' help? My how the tables have turned, I never would have thought that she would overthrow Aldrich, unless... Is she to take over as the new Queen once they overthrow him?" Surely, she couldn't be doing this just to avenge me, or for me at all, she must be getting something out of this, and I could only imagine one thing that would make her work with Titus, the throne, the one thing she had always wanted but could never have. "Though I have to say, I expected more people to mourn for me than just Octavian." Did my death really mean so little to them, shame for them that I wasn't actually dead, and I would be getting revenge on them in my own way for not being loyal to me, eventually.

"According to their plans, Lady Taarique plans to abdicate her position as heir to the throne and give it to Lord Balem. Also, according to all of the security footage around the Alcazar, Lady Taarique, Lord Balem, Lady Narcissa, Lord Octavian, Lady Layla, Lady Aliyah, and Lady Arya, have all been carrying around an item in red and purple, the very same color as the bands the people where to show that they mourn your death. With the king being so close to them, I imagine that they have had to be stealthy about it in order to not incur his wrath. He seems to be a loose cannon, eager to punish people for the smallest mistake." Now that surprised me, that I had made enough of an impression on all of them in the short time I was around them that they would mourn me.