Queen's crown

The King

I look up from my book as Beam wakes up with a groan beside me. "Feeling better ?"

Beam holds his head while trying to sit beside me "What happened ?"

"You fainted suddenly maybe because of the fast. So I bought you here."

Beam looks around "Your room ?"

"Yes ! Yibo is in imperial with his friend. The kids are having sleep over. So, you can rest here peacefully." I slowly pat on Beam's head.

"How long I was out ?"

I smile "one hour. It's still our wedding night but you are sick so take rest, also I have some important job to do."

"Huh ? What ?" He asks with consern written all over his face.

"When you fainted, there was a huge chaos and in between the chaos, somebody stole the queen's crown. It's lost."

Beam looks at me with wide eyes "lost ?"

"I nod with a sigh. It's lost. And by now I am afraid it's already out of Portulika. But I couldn't leave you unconscious,that's why I waited."

Beam blinks "oh ... then .. are you going to search for it ?"

I smile "I will try but there is a thin chance that I will. I might bother you to design a new crown in future when we get old."

Beam chuckles "yeah ? With white hair ?"

"Umm... with white hair and wrinkled face." I slowly lean closer to kiss on Beam's lips.

Beam smiles and pulls me closer "Do you really have to go ? It's our wedding night .. Yibo is not here ..."

"give me five minutes baby. I will be back soon." I whispers on Beam's almost red ear.

I feel Beam squirming "I am waiting .. hurry."

I leave my room with a smile covering my face. There are certain advantages of obliviousness. First you don't notice the chaos. Second, everybody believes you didn't notice the chaos even when you did.

And that's how the game goes. The most powerful queen, the most straightforward rook, the most intelligent last pawn ... they all fight but they can't end the game. The only piece that can end the game is the oblivious king.

I enter my fathers room covering my smile to confront the person standing in front of me.

"What to do with it ?" He asked me showing the crown.

"Sell it , throw it away or burn it. Three options." My reply was clear.

"But why ? You indeed believe it is cursed ?"

"That can be a good excuse."

Sal whistles "So Beam indeed murdered his sister. Huh ? How wicked."

I smirk "Really ? Was it Beam ?"

"Are you blaming me ?" Sal tilts his head.

I look at Sal dead in the eyes before sruging "I was just wondering, how can someone die falling from just second floor ? Not even a proper second floor ... "

"I was with you all at that time."

"Of course, you were." I point at the crown "Take care of it and let's forget about the past."

Sal nods "Anything else ? Why did you ask me to meet here ? I guess, it's not just about this crown."

"Fazal ... he is my defence minister. I can't have him weak."

"I am trying but he is being a depressed soul. I can't do anything else."

"Use this."

Sal catches the vial I threw at him. "Drugs ? Why ?"