The Cursed Prince's Strange Bride

Chapter 283 The Curse

The king, who was still grieving for his first son, had "suggested" for him to leave the palace every evening before his shift until they found the solution. At least he was kind enough to provide some guards for him who wouldn't let him wander too far.

They made him a cot away from the palace where he had to stay, and Alvin was always there with him, feeding him meals and medicine whenever he shifted back the next day.

He had asked Alvin to leave several times because he had injured the young lad more times than he could count after shifting. But Alvin refused to leave. They had been friends for 5 years, and he was going to stick around.

Then one day, the answer finally came. He didn't even know that people like that existed until he saw the shaman. The man had said he was suffering punishment for killing a prince. He was going to remain like that for the rest of his life and marrying one of their kind was going to bring doom to the girl and her entire family.

That was the first and last time he saw him. He had tried to reach out to the man some years later but found out that he had died that same night on his way out of the palace. According to what Alvin told him, he had fallen from his horse and died.

Now, everything was beginning to look different to him.

Did the King and Queen know about Prince Harry? Of course, it was possible that they were aware. That had to be the only reason the Queen's brother knew about it.

Then did they at least try to find out how he had ingested it? Or had they all just been okay with making him take responsibility for something that wasn't exactly his fault?

That brought him back to the question of who could have fed the beta's nightmare to Prince Harry. He doubted that it was the Queen who had done that. She would never have risked her son's life by giving him something as dangerous as that. She loved Harry far more than she loved either Ivan or Tyra.

If what Susan had said was true and Prince Harry had been given that, then it was possible that the same person was behind all this, seeing how they were using the beta's nightmare once again.

How many people knew about the Beta's nightmare? Who could possibly have it in their possession?

For the prince to have ingested it, that had to mean whoever had given it to him was within the palace walls, the same way it had been given to Alicia. Who could be living within the palace walls that held so many grudges against the royal family?

If it was true that Alicia had ingested the beta's nightmare, why was she alive? She wasn't a werewolf, and as such, if it could kill an Omega, it should as well kill a human. Or was it because she was a witch that it didn't kill her? But whoever it was who had given it to her must have known that she was just human, so was it possible that they had given it to her to kill her? Not to make her wild? What if she had died after taking it? Harold's heart skipped a beat at the thought, and he glanced into the carriage to look at Alicia, who also had a crease on her brows as she too was lost in thoughts.

He needed to take better care of her and keep his eyes on her all the time. This also meant that anything she was going to eat or drink would have to go through him first. He couldn't afford to take any risks.

Something told him that all the attacks weren't separate. Whoever had attacked him had something to do with all of this too. Now what he couldn't quite understand was whether killing Beth had been planned, or if it was just a coincidence and she happened to be at the wrong place at that time.

Why did Beth not go hunting? Had she stayed back to attack Alicia? Why would she do that when she knew she would naturally be the suspect? Was Beth the person Alicia had said was standing outside her chamber? That couldn't have been Beth, since the person had told Alicia that she was next, possibly after Beth had been killed. And Beth wouldn't have followed her patiently to the front of the palace before attacking. So either that maid or the real culprit.

If Tyra had said the maid had been with her throughout that night, then it was the last option. The real culprit.

Everything was not adding up. Going forward, he was going to treat everyone else in the palace as suspects, apart from those who were here with him.

First, he needed to start by finding everyone who knew about the Beta's nightmare. Since he was outside the palace, he was going to try to find the royal physician who had disappeared or find out what happened to him, and then he would try to find his family.

While Harold was lost in his thoughts and thinking hard about everything, Alicia was trying to sort through her memories to figure out which had been a dream and which was reality.

Now she remembered seeing Queen Anne. Had that been a dream? She mused as she remembered everything they had spoken about.

She remembered telling Queen Anne about Amber, and that was even before Amber was born. How did that make sense?

Was she here because she had somehow met with Queen Anne and told Queen Anne about all this? This was far more complicated than a sci-fi movie.

But how? How could she have met with Queen Anne and told her what would happen when she was already here? Alicia raised a hand to her temple, which was beginning to ache as she tried to decipher everything.

This wasn't going to be easy at all.