Evil Duke, Please Be Gentle!

"Are you not afraid that she would be scorned and sneered at and even left to die in the streets!

Do you prefer her life and respect or to show her that you love her at the cost of losing everything she had?

Not to forget when the truth would come out, she would lose her chance to be your concubine too due to her lowly origin. Are you sure you want to let go of all the pain you have suffered while receiving the wrath and hatred of your beloved in vain just because you want to throw a tantrum to me?" George knew well, his little son was still too emotional.

He could be controlled easily if right nerves were pressed.

He could see the hesitation of Andrew, his struggles and the pain in his eyes when he closed them to hide his raw emotion and knew that he had already won the battle.

Tch! He did not even feel pity for his son. It was his wish to choose emotion over his life. If he was adamant to drag himself down for a girl then what could he, his father do!

With a smirk of winning on his face, he walked closer to his son and patted his cheeks while looking at him as if he was a failure,

"That is right! You love the girl too much to go against me. So, like a kind and nice little crown prince, go and take Adele out.

I will ask Stefan to book a good inn for you where you can have some privacy. You do not need to return to the palace until the case is solved. See how kind I am! I can not see you suffering at all!" with a wicked grin on his face, he let go of his cheek that was stained with blood and then took out the handkerchief from his pocket and cleaned his hands as if he had touched something dirty.

"Now go. I have other work to do!" he waved his hands as he walked back towards his seat with confidence.

"What if I tell the other part of the truth?" His eyes widened and then narrowed as anger started to rise on his face and he glowered at his son who did not understand where he stood and did not have the right to place conditions.

"Do you think you can threaten me? Are you not afraid?"

"I am.. I am afraid for Eli but you did not know that I have proof, I have proof that you have hired the men to swap the son of the duke with Eli.

If you dared to threaten me that you would present the real son of the duke and tell the world that Eli is not his daughter and take away her position from her, then I will make sure that the duke will get all the clues that it was you who did it.

What if the world know that the emperor they look upto was so jealous and scared that his cousin would take the charge of the palace again that he stole the first son of his brother and sell him to the slave market and then placed a girl he had found in the dustbin there to make sure that he did not have any heir to take his name.

Not only that you even sent men to do the same deed again when the duchess gave birth to her second child, but since it was a girl, you let her live.

Same happened a third time too. But who would have thought that someone would think of the same idea and exchange the girl with a boy after your men left from there.

For years you continued to curse the men for his incompetence and even went to the length to kill him as punishment when reality was.. He had checked it correctly.

The duchess gave birth to a girl only! How did it feel father?

To know that you have been trapped in the same web you have weaved all your life.

You even chose him to be a knight and serve the borders of the empire, yet he came unscathed.

Not only that he brought the glory to the empire that seethed your anger.

You could not swallow the house you tried to destroy so much only prospered with time.

You neve cared that a girl of lowly origin was going to be my wife, the empress but could not bear the pride in the eyes of your brother therefore you told me the truth and started threatening me to accept that greedy princess as my wife.

Not for keeping the blood pure as you have told me, but just to hurt your brother who cherished his daughter dearly.'' Each word he enunciated was like a slap on the face of George whose eyes had darkened and filled with hatred.

He had already thrown the entire bottle of wine on his son who took it without any reaction on his face.

But it did not stop him from telling the truth. He could see the rage and hatred but more than that guilt and fear beneath the eyes of the man whose face had turned red.

"How dare you speak to me like that!" George raised his head and slapped Andrew hard on his face but it only brought a sneer on his face as if he was disgusted by the look of his father.

"Let me tell you the truth , father, you have not done all this to keep the throne for yourself. Uncle never had the desire to take it in the first place.

You have done all this due to your jealousy. You were never able to accept that he was a far better ruler than you.

He is wiser, stronger, braver and has all the qualities you never had.

That is why you never killed him. You need him to run the empire smoothly and this truth never lets you live peacefully! You are a cowardly man that is running away from the truth!"