The Cursed Prince's Strange Bride

In the past, Alvin would have been unable to answer this question honestly, but now there was nothing to hide. It was no longer a secret that Prince Harold's curse had been broken, and everyone also knew how much Harold cared about his wife.

"She is still asleep. She is in Prince Harold's chamber, and they both need to be left alone," Alvin said, and Susan nodded.

"Of course, they should be left alone," she said with a nod, but deep down, she was relieved she wouldn't be accidentally bumping into Harold tonight. Aside from the fact that she was still terrified about what she had heard about his transformation, the last time they spoke, he had been suspicious of her, so she needed to be careful.

"I would like to speak with your sister alone if you don't mind. I will escort her to Princess Tyra's chamber," Alvin said, and Susan looked at him in confusion when she heard that, while Williams looked at them hesitantly.

"Why?" Williams asked, switching to protective brother mode. But the one he was trying to be protective of gave him a stink eye.

Williams looked at her in confusion while she jerked her head to the side, telling him to get lost.

Alvin watched the siblings impatiently and cleared his throat, bringing their attention back to him.

"Never mind then," he said and turned to leave, but Susan quickly stopped him.

"I will speak with you!" Susan called after him and glared at Williams one last time for him to leave.

Williams scoffed loudly before glaring right back at her and walking away.

Alone with Alvin now, Susan smiled as she looked at him, remembering how he had saved her earlier.

"Thank you for saving me," she voiced out her thanks.

"I would have done the same for anyone." He said dismissively, making her frown.

"But you are the only one capable of stealing from someone who saved your life." He added.

"When did I steal from you?" She asked him angrily, her mood already bad.

"You ran away with my medicine." He reminded her calmly.

"I had to save my mother's life!" She said defensively.

"What if that was for me?" He asked her, frowning.

"You are a strong man, so you can always survive."

Alvin looked at her in disbelief. "You are... shameless."

She snorted at him. "It's too bad you are just realizing that now."

She began to walk past him, but he remembered he hadn't asked her the questions he wanted to ask her that had made him come to look for her, so he grabbed her arm just as she was about to walk past him, causing her to stop. She glared at his hand that was holding her and then at his face and back at the hand again. Alvin quickly let go of her and went back to his usual serious mood.

"Let's talk," Alvin said and began to walk in the opposite direction, causing her to look at his back in confusion.

"That is not the way to Princess Tyra's chamber!" She called after him.

"You cannot go to her chamber tonight."

What? Why? Hadn't he just promised Williams that he would take her there?

"Tonight... it's not safe." He said in a serious tone. "You can meet her when Prince Harold is done meeting her tomorrow. Until then, do not go to her chamber."

"Oh..."

Seeing she understood, he began to lead her towards her chamber, expecting her to fall in step with him or move ahead.

"Apart from Sir Harvey and your brother, did anyone else work with you in trying to prove Princess Amber's innocence?" Alvin asked, and Susan smirked as she looked at him.

"I see that you no longer doubt me," Susan observed, and Alvin turned to look at her.

"I still doubt you," Alvin said, and almost smiled when the smirk disappeared from Susan's face as she stopped walking to look at him in disbelief.

"Who else worked with you?" He asked once again, ignoring how hurt she looked by his statement.

"Why do you ask?"

"Can you answer questions directly?" Alvin asked, and Susan frowned.

"When did you stop using honorifics?" She asked, and Alvin raised an eyebrow.

"You started it first. If you are not going to answer my questions, good night then," Alvin said, as he turned around to walk away.

Susan looked around them before stopping him. "I'm not sure if I should mention her name," Susan said in a whisper, and Alvin turned to her.

"It is Prince Harold who wants to know. Don't you think it's better he knows those who are on his side?" Alvin asked even if they both knew that they were actually on his wife's side and not exactly on Harold's side. They were only doing this because she was Princess Amber, their friend. Not Prince Harold's wife.

Seeing how she was reluctant, Alvin made a mental note of everyone Princess Amber had associated with and his brow instantly shot up. "Is it Princess Luciana?" He asked, and Susan gasped.

Wow! He was so smart!

"How did you know?" She asked, looking at him with awe.

"How did she help you when she is locked up?" Alvin asked curiously.

"It's best you don't know the details. Now that you know those who are involved, can you tell me why?" She asked.

"Every detail is important. I need to know who is involved and how they got themselves involved."

Susan sighed. "She just gave us suggestions. She has been sneaking out in a maid's dress."

"A maid's dress?" Alvin asked, alert.

"I don't think she has anything to do with the kitchen maid," she quickly said, trying to put him at ease, but Alvin was a naturally suspicious person and his suspicion antenna was already alert.

"I will find out for myself. Send a message to every one of them that Prince Harold wants to meet with you all at the pavilion by dawn. Also, invite Lance," Alvin added.

The mention of Lance made her shudder with his craziness. Alvin noticed but didn't think much of it.

"What about Princess Tyra?" Susan asked, wondering why he wasn't talking about her.

"Just as I mentioned earlier, Prince Harold will speak with her privately. Get the message across to everyone else," Alvin said before turning around to leave.

"Where are you going to? We haven't gotten to my chamber yet." She reminded him.

"You are good at sneaking around. You should start from here and pass the message across to them."

"Oh!" Susan murmured as an embarrassed blush stained her cheeks.

"Good—" Before she could complete her sentence, Alvin had already walked far away from her.

"Night," she muttered to herself.