Battlefield.

13

As the day of the royal meeting dawned, anticipation hung heavy in the air as Nicholas, Sara, Nathaniel, and their allies prepared to confront the king and expose his crimes before the assembled court. With their evidence meticulously gathered and their allies by their side, they knew that the time had come to confront the king and bring about justice for the kingdom.

As the courtiers and royal officers gathered in the grand hall, the atmosphere crackled with tension, all eyes turning towards Nicholas as he stepped forward to address the assembly.

"My fellow nobles, esteemed guests, and honored members of the court," Nicholas began, his voice commanding attention as he addressed the gathered crowd. "We have gathered here today to address a matter of grave importance—a matter that strikes at the very heart of our kingdom's values and integrity."

The king's eyes narrowed with suspicion as he watched Nicholas speak, his brow furrowing with concern at the solemnity of his tone. But before he could interject, Nicholas continued, his voice unwavering as he began to present the evidence they had gathered.

"With the support of our esteemed allies, Lord Harrington and Lady Eleanor, we have uncovered undeniable proof of the king's involvement in a series of heinous crimes," Nicholas declared, his voice ringing out with authority as he presented the evidence before the court.

Sara stepped forward, her voice steady as she addressed the assembled nobles. "We have evidence of the king's theft of the Han family treasures, his illegal dealings with foreign powers, and his orchestration of the massacre of innocent civilians," she stated, her words resonating with the weight of truth.

"Not just that," Nathaniel spoke up while taking his mask away. The grand hall was filled with shocked. "I, Nathaniel Spencer, the second prince, was treated worse than an animal. I was thrown in an empty dungeon since.. I can't remember." Nathaniel held the royal ledger on his hand and showed it to public.

"In here, there are witnesses testimonies who were bribed by the king to caged me. I was born with weak heart, and despite that obvious fact, the king, who was supposed to be my father, forced the nurses in the castle, to fed me with animal medicines." He continued. Everyone in the grand hall grasped.

How can someone called 'father' be so quick to abandon, so eager to hurt, and so blind to the love that should define his role?

Nicholas stepped up and thrown his mask away. "All that, just because we are an identical twin. Our own father, neglected my little brother just to encounter a dumb 'misfortune'," he said.

Nathaniel added his voice to the chorus, his eyes blazing with righteous indignation as he addressed the king directly. "Your crimes against our kingdom and its people will not go unpunished," he declared, his voice echoing through the grand hall with unwavering resolve.

The king's face paled with shock and disbelief as he listened to the accusations leveled against him, his hands trembling with rage as he struggled to find words to defend himself.

But before he could respond, Lord Harrington and Lady Eleanor stepped forward, their voices ringing out in support of Nicholas, Sara, and Nathaniel.

"We stand with them in their quest for justice," Lord Harrington declared, his voice filled with conviction as he addressed the assembled nobles. "The king's crimes cannot be ignored, and we must hold him accountable for his actions."

Lady Eleanor nodded in agreement, her gaze unwavering as she addressed the king directly. "It is time for you to answer for your crimes, Your Majesty," she stated, her voice echoing with the weight of authority.

As the truth of the king's crimes became undeniable, a sense of justice washed over the assembled court, their voices rising in support of Nicholas, Sara, and Nathaniel's quest for truth and righteousness. And as the king's reign of tyranny came crashing down around him, they knew that the kingdom would finally be free from the shadow of his corruption, thanks to the bravery and determination of those who dared to speak out against injustice.

As the court erupted into chaos, with murmurs and whispers spreading like wildfire among the assembled nobles, the king's face contorted with rage. He turned to his loyal advisors, desperation evident in his voice.

"We must not let them get away with this," the king hissed, his eyes blazing with fury. "We cannot allow these accusations to tarnish my reign."

But his advisors exchanged uneasy glances, their loyalty wavering in the face of the overwhelming evidence presented against the king. Lady Eleanor stepped forward, her voice calm but firm as she addressed the king.

"Your Majesty, the evidence against you is overwhelming," she stated, her tone leaving no room for doubt. "It is time to relinquish the throne and face the consequences of your actions."

The king's eyes widened with disbelief, his hands trembling with rage as he realized the gravity of the situation. But before he could respond, Nicholas stepped forward, his voice ringing out with authority.

"The people deserve a ruler who will serve them with honor and integrity," Nicholas declared, his voice carrying throughout the grand hall. "It is time for a new era of prosperity and justice to begin."

With the support of the assembled nobles and the backing of their allies, Nicholas, Sara, and Nathaniel stood united in their quest to bring about a better future for their kingdom. And as they looked towards the horizon, they knew that the road ahead would be fraught with challenges—but with courage and determination, they were ready to face whatever obstacles lay in their path, knowing that their bond of friendship and their commitment to justice would guide them through even the darkest of times.

As the king's desperation reached its peak, he called upon his loyal royal guards to quell the uprising and eliminate anyone who dared to oppose him. The grand hall erupted into chaos as the guards surged forward, their swords drawn and faces twisted with determination.

Nicholas, Sara, Nathaniel, and their allies stood their ground, their resolve unwavering in the face of the impending threat. With swords at the ready, they prepared to defend themselves against the king's forces, knowing that their lives hung in the balance.

"We cannot let them overpower us," Nicholas shouted above the din of battle, his voice ringing out with determination. "We must stand together and fight for what we believe in!"

Sara nodded in agreement, her eyes flashing with determination as she faced down the advancing guards. "We will not be intimidated," she declared, her voice filled with defiance. "We will fight for justice until our last breath!"

Nathaniel gripped his sword tightly, his heart pounding with adrenaline as he prepared to face his adversaries. "We cannot let fear dictate our actions," he stated, his voice steady despite the chaos unfolding around them. "We must remain strong and resolute in the face of tyranny."

With a mighty clash of swords, the battle began in earnest as Nicholas, Sara, Nathaniel, and their allies fought bravely against the king's forces. Blades clashed and shouts filled the air as the combatants clashed in a desperate struggle for victory.

But despite their valiant efforts, the odds were stacked against them, and it soon became clear that they were outnumbered and outmatched. As the king's guards closed in, their swords flashing in the torchlight, Nicholas knew that they were fighting a losing battle.

"We cannot hold them off much longer," Nicholas shouted, his voice filled with urgency as he parried a blow from an advancing guard. "We must find a way to escape!"

With a swift nod of agreement, Sara rallied the group, her eyes scanning the chaotic scene for any sign of an escape route. "Follow me!" she cried, her voice cutting through the clamor of battle as she led the way towards a hidden passage at the far end of the hall.

However, the royal guards were quicker. More than hundred men circled them, and make it impossible for them to escaped. Nathaniel held Sara's hand. If this is the end, he would gladly died along with the one he loved.

How could death feel so terrifying, yet strangely comforting, when faced with the one we love by our side?