IMPRESS. [Book 1]

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Family Tradition.

IMPRESS.

[In the process of fixing any errors]

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Family Tradition.

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Omar's POV~

"Why do hate her so much mother? Whenever I ask you, you never give me a valid reason." Princess Cathryn curiously asked, close to falling off the edge of her seat whilst trying to take the Queen out of the bad mood the angry King Creon had put her in.

I was hiding inside of the wall. You wonder how I got here? I searched and found a tunnel that connected to the Queen's thick bedroom walls. Luckily, my body was slim enough to slide through the small spaces.

It seemed that I had entered the tunnels at the right time because the Queen was mid-conversation with her daughter, the princess. I had found a tiny hole in the wall which I was desperately trying to peep through, so I'd be able to get a view of what was happening.

Prince Zachary and Lady Ascelyn wanted me to get as much information on the Queen as possible and it was my duty to successfully complete that mission.

"She is too perfect," The Queen argued.

The same exact time that I furrowed my eyebrows at her excuse of hating Natalya, is the same time that Cathryn craned her neck, cocking her head to the side like her mother was being dramatic.

"Shes too perfect, that's it? So, you hate her because you are jealous?" Cathryn questioned in disbelief, "Rose, Cassandra, and Ella are also beautiful girls. I don't understand."

The Queen sighed heavily, "but Natalya, she isn't just beautiful, she is irresistible, her aura, her vibe, her personality. Her roots."

Cathryn jerked her head and stuck her nose out as she said "huh?" What about her roots?"

I was intrigued by what the Queen was saying- I mean- I could understand what she was talking about. Lady Natalya was a stunning woman, every man desired her. Even I desired her, she was the girl in every man's dreams.

"Yes, she is stunning, I wish I was as beautiful as she is, but I don't understand what part of her personal roots is desirable. She lived a poor life in Icilia before coming to live with us, mother."

The Queen slowly shook her head, chortling as she did. "It only dawned on me recently."

Why was she laughing? I was as confused as her own daughter Cathryn.

Princess Cathryn stared at her mother like she was crazy and incredulously questioned again "huh, what dawned on you, mother? You are scaring me."

"Cathryn, dear darling. You know how your father had Alexander with another woman, well before Alexander's late mother, there was another woman. A woman your father was and still has a heart for til this day. We have spoken of her before, everyone knows the story of the woman I am referring to..."