Tangled By Fate

Chapter 397

Chapter 397: THE REASON BEHIND THE MEETING

Just thinking about Veronica’s pain made his fists clenched in anger.

‘I will never get hurt. As long as she is with me, I won’t let anyone lay a finger on her and make her cry. I’ll get rid of these filthy traffickers once and for all.’

The Queen mentioned, “Master of the magic Tower seems too worried about my subjects. I’m grateful to have you.”

‘What is she up to?’ Arthur looked at her without a word.

She smiled at Arthur and continued, “I hope it’s nothing personal. You look pretty vexed to me.”

‘This sly fox,’ Arthur cursed her inwardly. “I tend to take some things personally; especially when it’s my mission to protect people.”

“I never saw you taking things personally.” The Queen’s lips stretched further. “It must be something related to you. Personally.”

.....

‘Where do you want to go with that, old hag?’ Arthur smirked. “Unlike someone else, I take things in my heart.”

As the Queen’s smile disappeared, the noblemen shifted awkwardly. Unease crept their minds.

The Queen mentioned, “Somehow, I find it suspicious that the Master of the Magic Tower, who is so ruthless that he left a pile of dead people in the tower, would take a bunch of citizens seriously. Maybe some close to you got abducted by the traffickers.”

Keeping a nonchalant expression, Arthur asked, “What do you mean by that? Who can be so precious to me other than the citizens of this kingdom?”

The Queen smiled softly. “How am I supposed to know? I’m just guessing. Oh well, you got married, didn’t you? How is your wife?”

Arthur narrowed his eyes. ‘Why is this witch bringing my wife into this? Did she think she could find my weakness like that?’

He responded composedly, “She is doing fine. But, is this important right now? I thought it was an important meeting, not some personal matter.”

He tried to change the subject before mentioning the importance of the ‘meeting’.

The Queen ignored his question and kept talking about Veronica, “It’s splendid that she is doing great despite you being ruthless to your enemy. Does she not fear you?”

“Fear me?” Arthur chuckled. “It’s quite the opposite. It’s me who fears her. She is such a ferocious woman.”

“Is that so? I heard she was gone for a while. Did she come back?”

“She wanted a little adventure and then came back where she belongs.”

“I see. You must be leading a happy married life.”

“I am.”

“Good for you.”

“Since there are no plans on how to take care of the traffickers today, I will leave. I’ll go according to my plan. If I find out who is behind this, I won’t spare them. Have a nice day, everyone.”

Saying his piece, Arthur left the meeting room.

‘This witch!’ he cursed the queen of Tybu. ‘The meeting was just a farce. She wanted to find out my weakness. She has wizards under her wings, hasn’t she? She thought I’d let her have spies in her turf and let her do as she pleases. So stupid of her to think that.’

At the time he reached the tower, Veronica was looking at Catherine who was standing in front of the mirror wearing nothing but undergarments.

The gown designer came with his team today to take her size in order to make her engagement dress.

“The dress Miss Catherine chose is the most splendid dress I’ve ever made,” the designer said from the other side of the room. “I can’t wait for her to wear it on the blessed occasion.”

“I think so too. The dress is gorgeous,” Veronica had to admit.

Catherine chose a baby blue colored ball gown. It would match with her blue pupils and complement her blonde hair.

When the team was done taking Catherine’s measurement, Catherine wore her clothes and Veronica moved the curtain away.

The designer announced, “I shall send the gown within three weeks. I will make it perfect so that everyone stars at the would-be bride in awe.”

Catherine smiled. “You jest. I think I’m pretty normal. There is nothing to look at in awe.”

“I wasn’t talking about you,” the designer corrected her. “I was talking about the gown.”

Catherine: “...”

At that moment, someone knocked on the door.

“Ladies, are you done? Arthur came back and now he’s looking for his precious wife,” Darius announced from the door.

Veronica looked at her best friend. “I’ll be going then.”

“All right.”

Veronica went to her bedroom. The moment she entered, a feastful scenery came to her view.

Arthur just took a bath. He was wiping his hair with a gray-colored towel. A white towel was wrapped around his waist. Droplets of water rolled on his tan skin.

Yesterday’s event came to her mind in a flash. Her heart pounded hard.

While wiping his hair, Arthur turned around and looked at his wife’s flushed face.

He smirked. “Like what you see?”

Veronica pouted. “It’s not something new.”

“Then why are you so red?” he pointed out.

Flustered, Veronica raised her head. “Why should I be red?”

Arthur hid his laughter. “But you are.”

“Maybe it’s because it’s too hot today.” Veronica fanned her face with her right hand. She hurriedly changed the subject. “You came back late from the palace. How was the meeting?”

When she mentioned the meeting, Arthur’s face darkened.

“Who told you I went to the palace?”

Veronica answered truthfully, “I asked Ovior when I went to have brunch. Zinnia and others knew as well. It wasn’t a secret, was it?”

“It wasn’t.”

Veronica stared at his face. She inquired, “You don’t look well. What’s wrong?”

Arthur marched forward and took her in his arms. As his arms wrapped around her tightly, it made her impossible to breathe properly.

‘What happened in the Palace that he has to hug like this? He doesn’t look good either.’ Veronica worried.

She hugged him back and stroked his cold back. “What’s wrong? Who scolded you? Just tell me the name and I’ll go to the Palace and scold them for you.”