Royal Princess: Doted On By The Mafia King

"Who do think tried to kill the princess?" a man asked a weak looking woman. The woman sat like every other day on the balcony to watch the sun go down.

"I don't know but I can easily guess the person is a member of the council perhaps one of them with really high position. The person is also aware of Rose's identity. The person used Rose to get rid of the Queen and knowing this, makes it really hard for me to guess who it is," the woman replied weakly.

"Do you think we should help the Queen?" the man said.

"I don't have any intention of helping a sister wants to kill me every time she looks at me. She attempted it before and she left a huge pain in life. Do you still think I could help her? I don't want to help the queen. She is pretending to be vulnerable at this point," the woman said with a deep frown obviously displeased.

"Why? She swore to bring you down if anything happens to her stay on the throne. She might threaten you into helping her. Isn't better you help her before it gets to that?" the man asked worriedly.

The woman laughed softly and gracefully. And shook her head in disagreement. "I will not help her even if she gets beheaded. I know Catharine knows that her life as the queen is probably coming to its end but she is more viscous than anyone thinks. She has an escape plan. She is making everyone believe they can control her. It will only go on for a while before the queen will return to her throne," the woman replied confidently.

"I only said that because I don't want you to get hurt. You know your sister more than I do. Since you want to lay back and wait for everything to progress naturally, I will do the same. But . . . what will you do if the Queen asks for your help?"

"I don't know. I guess I will have to help her if she gives me a reason to help her. It could be a threat or bargain. If the Queen does not return to the throne by the end of this month, that will a confirmation that the war have fully began. If the war begins fully, then I don't think either of us will survive the war because they will be eliminating a lot of people and we will be one of the top ten or twenty when that happens," the woman speculated.

"Do you think that we should support the princess then?"

"It is not certain that the princess will get the throne anytime soon we might be dead before she suppresses all the forces around," the woman said standing up slowly from the chair she sat on.

"Does that mean the princess won't get the throne?" the man asked also standing up. He held the woman and helped her stand.

"That is unknown. If she takes Mr. Hale's help, she might win but even with his help, it is only a fifty percent chance of succeeding. There is also only a five percent probability that the war will be won without excess bloodshed. People are already dying. The princess's cousin brother was attacked a few days ago. He almost lost his life," the woman said as she leaned on the man supporting her.

She glanced one last time at the ocean and the beautiful sunset with a sad smile. It all looked peaceful and calm but for how long will this peace last? How long will she be able to enjoy her evening routine of watching the sun set? It might really last for as long as she was alive but for how long could she live? For how long will she breathe in this clean air?

"I heard the boy's brother was also in an accident while riding a motorcycle with his friends and he lost the use of his legs," the man narrated.

"That happened only a week before his brother got attacked. I am sure his father will begin to sense something is wrong. They all betrayed the late queen for their selfish interests. The council will also betray them soon. They might die without knowing the cause of their death," the woman said and laughed bitterly.

"Why do you laugh?" the man asked a little confused. He helped the woman settle down on a large white sofa that hugged her small body frame in its wide arm like a large bear.

"I laugh because we all fall under the same category. I did not protect the Queen too. I did because I was selfish and a total coward. I betrayed my friend. I am more of a demon than any of them. I guess I might really be the first person to die. I think that will serve me right. But before I die, I wish to do something for the princess. I don't know what I can do because right now, I am still selfish and as much of a coward as I was back then."

"I think you should worry about your health for now. It will not be good if you die before you can pay your debts," the man going away from her.

The woman shook her head with a warm smile. She really wondered what she would have done if he was not by her side for all these painful years.

He gave her a glass of water and two white pills when he returned.

"Thank you," she appreciated sincerely as she took them from him and took her pills.

"You are welcome. I will go downstairs to prepare dinner," I told her before leaving the room.

The woman closed her with a sigh when he left. The smell of blood in the air was thick and frightening. As she closed her eyes to rest while awaiting her dinner, she wondered if she was the one who felt the scary and dark feeling of the impending war.