DESTROYING DESTINY

CHAPTER 5

¡Hola! Como eres tú?
Well that was suppose to mean, hello, how are you? in Spanish. I'm learning Spanish on Duolingo so bear with my Spanish obsession. Anyways I'm here with a new chapter. Hope you like it. Also no descrimination against any person belonging to any group is intended. Everybody should be respected for who they are. Do not sham anybody's cast, religion, sexual orientation etc.l DO NOT intend to hurt anyone with my work.

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(Contains harsh language)

♓HUGO'S P.O.V♓

Being the Crown Prince is not easy. Especially if you have a body hotter than a Greek God. And more importantly when you have been pinning over a girl who is unattainable and hates every cell of your body with a burning passion. Now if that passion was directed somewhere else.... I shake my head and come back to the obstinate reality.

Today's events have been a shock to my system. Usually I'm ten steps ahead of everyone but Cleo's announcement has left me baffled. I wanted Cleo off the wretched throne but not for the reasons she thinks. Those old hags it seemed had defied the laws of nature for their bodies did decline with old age but their minds didn't. Just thinking about their 'fun' schemes makes my blood boil. I reminiscent the time when I accidentally found out that Cleo was not the direct descendant of King Roberto. I have been trying to find out more but even with my resources I have come to a dead end again and again. I tell Cleo as much and when she offers an alliance with a mischievous smile on her face and for a moment I was more than taken aback. But I graciously accepted the offer with my own signature smirk. I sensed something strange in Credulous Cleo's behavior but I store it at the back of my mind for future analysis. But there were so many things about today's events that didn't add up, that I couldn't help but notice, she was one of them; Cleo was playing a audacious game of her own.

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I'm lost in thought when a ringing sound startles me. I jump out on my chair and the chair falls down with a thud due to my sudden motion. I hurry out of my chamber, moving towards the noises that followed the ring. I find the source of the noises when I enter pseudo parlor. My eyes fall on two female figures in the dimly lit room and I recognize the arguing figures as Cleo and Alexzanderia after a moment.

I lean against the enterence and listen. "Just because you want to bury your face in some gutter to hide your fat lesbian ass doesn't mean you have to drag us all down along with you. You could have just stepped down and let Hugo rule but no!! You 'have' to f*ck us all up YOU COWARDLY B₽TCH!!"Zandrii shouts. Interesting. It's also evident from her form that she's totally wasted and probably stoned as well. Then I notice what Cleo's wearing. Cleo is covered in head to toe black concealing attire. Some has been on a midnight prowl I see. Intriguing.

I see that Cleo is on the edge of explosion. I don't want to lose Zandrii, she is one of the good ones despite the current circumstances, so, I decide to intervene. "Uhmm...Ladies." I turn on the lights. Both of them turn towards me, startled by the sudden intrusion.

Cleo is startled by my appearance but immediately composes herself. Zandrii on the other hand bearly acknowledges my presence as she is about to drop dead as a stone, swaying, probably from all the alcohol. I spot a servant from the peripheral of my vision. I ask him," would you be kind enough to escort Princess Alexzanderia back to her chambers Mr...." "Aedion, Your Highness." The servant nervously nods and I notice a strange exchange between Cleo and the said Aedion before he proceeds to escort Zandrii out of the pseudo parlor.He appears to be a new addition to the staff. I store that information in the back of my mind for further investigation, after all we can't afford anymore implants given the circumstances. My eyes don't miss anything.

"So my dear little quisling, out for a not so safe midnight stroll, are we?" I say smirking. Cleo shakes her head in disapproval, clenching her hands into fists, she mumbles under her breath "I'm not your little anything."

"Pardon,ma petite." My smirk has transformed into an atrocious smile. It's incredible how easy it is to get under Cleo's skin.

"I just wanted some fresh air, 'my little quisling'. " Well that's not quite original is it. I ignore her poorly attempted jab and continued, "I'm only concerned about your safety Your Majesty, perhaps I can accompany you to get some fresh air next time. After all having a Paladin like myself at your service is all you need for protection."

Before Cleo could say something in retort The Reign chimed to remind us of the begining of the witching hour. "Well I better head to safety of my quarters." Cleo stated. "May the Paladin escort you, Your Majesty?" I offered my services like the gentleman I was.

"No." With that curt reply she  turned  here heal and walked out of the pseudo parlor at a neck- breaking speed, as if she was walking on hot coals.I couldn't help but think....

Little thieves are hanged, but great ones escape.

As for me I was the greatest niffler of them all.

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*The pseudo parlor enterence opens for the fourth time and yet another shadow detaches itself from the shadowy night that has befallen on this historical day. The shadow follows the well traveled path and exists from the confines of the gilded cage and prowls towards its destination like a well versed black panther. Many destinies have been set in motion today and a un-reckoning  force has been unleashed. Only the players can determine whether they chose to walk the path set for them or destroy it.*

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With a huge smile on her face*
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