The Cursed Prince's Strange Bride

Harold stood by the pavilion away from the palace with his hands behind him as he looked into the lake, waiting for Alvin to return with Harvey, whom he had sent for.

Approaching Harvey anywhere around the palace wouldn't be a wise decision, and neither would it be safe for Alicia, as someone might overhear them and report to the king or queen that Princess Amber was an exiled princess, and he didn't want that to happen.

As he looked into the water, he remembered that Alicia had been in there recently, and he looked around to see if it was possible that someone could have seen her from a distance.

As he turned, he saw Harvey and Alvin approaching from a distance, and his eyes hardened. He wanted nothing more than to hit Harvey for daring to offer to help Alicia escape, but he couldn't.

The wise thing to do would be to find out whatever Harvey knew about Princess Amber, and he couldn't achieve that through violence. Even though Harvey was beneath him, he was the son of an aristocrat, and doing anything to him would mean he would have to face the aristocrats, and he didn't want to get on their bad side. Not now, when he had had such great ambition.

"You sent for me," Harvey said when he stopped in front of Harold, and Harold gave Alvin a nod to excuse them.

Alvin, however, was not sure about that. Leaving Harvey with Harold, especially when they were this far from the main building, he didn't think that was a good idea. What if he did something stupid because of his anger and jealousy?

Harold raised a brow at him, wondering why he was still standing there, but Alvin was lost in his thoughts.

To say he was confused right now was an understatement. Earlier that day, he had overheard Princess Amber's conversation with Paulina and had been trying to make sense of it, but he could not make any sense of all he had heard. It sounded like another soul was occupying the princess' body, which made him begin to wonder if Harold knew about it.

Was that why he had been questioning Paulina all those times? And also the reason he said he was going to visit her kingdom?

"Alvin," Harold called him harshly, making him snap back to his senses.

Alvin looked at the two young men, praying nothing bad would happen as he turned around and walked away.

"Why were you in my wife's chamber?" Harold asked coldly without beating around the bush, while Harvey just stared at him.

It irked Harold so much that Harvey was still composed even before him, especially after what he did earlier.

"Did she tell you that or did you put someone to watch over her chamber?" Harvey asked, and Harold's eyes flashed dangerously.

"Why were you in my wife's chamber?" Harold repeated very slowly, making it clear that he expected only answers to his questions, not questions.

Harvey looked at Harold, unable to tell what Harold was thinking. Did he know about Princess Amber being an exiled princess? If he didn't know, there would be no need to mention to him that he knew her, as that might put her in danger.

But what if he knew? Harvey reasoned as he continued to look at Harold, contemplating how to answer the question.

Was it possible that Harold knew? If he did, how many other people knew about it? And why did they let her remain in the palace?

It seemed like she had a good relationship with the king and the princess, so he doubted that they knew about it.

"I'm sorry. I missed my way, and ended up in her chamber," Harvey said and Harold's eyes narrowed.

"Through the window?" Harold asked, and Harvey sighed.

"I was trying to avoid running into Lance in the hallway, so I decided to use the nearest window. You might not know this, but I'm not very good with directions..."

He stopped talking and tried to cover his nose when Harold's angry pheromones filled the atmosphere.

"That is not what I was told," Harold said calmly, making it clear that he had heard from someone.

Harvey held Harold's gaze, and his brow arched when Harold took a step closer to him, "How do you know Princess Amber?" Harold asked calmly.

"I never said I knew her..."

"You wouldn't have dared to sneak into my wife's chamber if you didn't know her." Harold pointed out.

Watching him closely, Harold guessed that the only reason he was not saying anything was because he was trying not to disclose his relationship with her since he had met her as an exiled princess.

"I know she was an exiled princess, so you don't have to lie to me. Go on and tell me exactly what your relationship with her is that made you offer to help her escape!" Harold growled in annoyance.

"You know she is an exiled princess? How do you know? Wait, she told you I offered to help her escape?" Harvey asked in confusion, not understanding anything that was happening.

First, it was Amber not recognizing him, and somehow he could tell it wasn't just because she had lost her memory. At first, he had wanted to think so, but after hearing her speak during dinner and seeing the different snacks she had prepared, he could tell that something was not right. There was no way that person was the Amber he knew.

And now she had even reported him to Harold. What happened to Amber? Did Harold do something to her?

Harold's eyes shone with impatience and annoyance as he looked at him. "If you are not going to answer my questions, then I will have to take it up with your father and have him ask you himself," Harold said and turned to walk away.

"She... she was my friend in the mountains," Harvey said, stopping Harold.

"Your friend?"

"I don't know what you have done to her to make her this way, but I don't want any problems to come to her. She has suffered enough and..."

"She is MY WIFE! If anyone is going to worry about her, it should be me!" Harold said coldly, glaring at him.