Beneath The Veil of Deception 4
Episode 4: A Brewing Conflict He Cannot Avoid.
Minister:
It seems so easy for her, doesn’t it? Marrying a man she was not supposed to. I am sure she is rather pleased with the way things turned out. After all, who would not want to marry a Duke?
Zander came to a halt, a storm brewing within him. He could endure the blows, the mockery—they were nothing compared to the weight he carried. Why shouldn't he? This position belonged to his brother, Rafael, the rightful Duke of Elodour. Trained from childhood to wield power and command respect, Rafael was born for this role.
However, he has zero tolerance for anyone who shows disrespect toward Jacinth.
Zander turned back slowly, his eyes narrowing as he approached the minister with an unsettling calmness. Without a word, he grabbed the minister by the collar, pulling him closer with deliberate precision. The minister’s breath hitched slightly, but Zander’s grip wasn’t tight—it was a warning.
Zander Von Edrington
You will not speak of her that way again.
Zander’s voice was soft, almost serene, but the threat in his tone was unmistakable.
He let go of the collar and took a step back, his gaze cold and unflinching.
Zander Von Edrington
I suggest you remember who holds the power in this room. Do not test me again. Do you understand?
Minister:
How dare you, Zander Von Edrington!
The Minister's face turned a deep shade of crimson, a vivid sign of his mounting rage. He shot up from his seat, the chair skidding backward with a harsh scrape against the floor. Fury and humiliation evident in his face.
Minister:
I have served this Kingdom longer than you have been alive and—
Zander Von Edrington
Do. You. Understand.
Zander's eyes blazed with something that made the Minister flinch. He looked away.
Marco spun on his heel, seizing his elbow with a firm grip. His voice shot up in frustration as they stepped outside the building.
Marco Roosevelt
Zander, you have lost it! The man is twice your age, and he was not lying when he said he had been serving the kingdom longer than you are breathing! You cannot offend him!
Zander, adjusting his gloves, didn’t even look up.
Zander Von Edrington
Let him be offended.
Marco stopped pacing and turned to face him, his expression a mix of disbelief and frustration.
Marco Roosevelt
Zander, you cannot afford to be so careless. He has allies—other noble families who will rally behind him. The moment you make him your enemy, it is not just him you are going to have to contend with. There are people who will use this against you, and we cannot afford to make such a move now, not when you are still establishing your rule. It is a Kingdom, not a hospital, Zander!
Zander finally lifted his gaze, meeting Marco’s eyes with his own frustration, clenching his jaw.
Zander Von Edrington
He has been hurling criticisms at me since the moment I walked into the court, and I did not utter a word! Did you not hear how he talked about Jacinth? I can put up with a lot, but I cannot stand anyone insulting her!
Marco Roosevelt
My apologies. I do understand that it was an extreme disrespect to the Duchess. But you could have handled it better.
As Zander remains in silence, Marco’s expression shifts, his eyes understanding. He gently presses his shoulders.
Marco Roosevelt
You love her, don't you?
Zander's Adam's apple bobs as he looks away.
Zander Von Edrington
We are not having this conversation again.
He gets into the carriage.
Zander Von Edrington
You are expected to go to the merchandise and report to me about it by evening. I am leaving for the eastern hotel.
Marco sighed, clearly exasperated, but he knew that arguing further would be futile. He turned away, muttering under his breath.
𝘐 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰—𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴, 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘨𝘰-𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘴. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩. 𝘐’𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘈𝘴𝘩𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦. 𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘋𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴? 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦.
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐’𝘮 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥.
𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘔𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘔𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘐 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦.
Primrose smiled softly and raised her hands.
Primrose Ashbourne
𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺. 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦, 𝘚𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳.
As Primrose departed, Lysandra carefully set the cup down. She then looked up at her elder daughter, her gaze conveying affection, however, not more than the firm demeanor she consistently upholds within the household.
Mother:
In Edrington's, there is a longstanding tradition that the bride does not return to her father's home until one week following the wedding ceremony. Are you not aware, Jacinth?
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Nick
I would say many things the chapter is something I love the way zander (me) got angry at minister for insulting my wife and thx u so much author ( rose ) for making my character so cool and some part of story I feel the real me here 🥰 I don't know how you describe everything and again am saying this I love ur writing skills the best historical stories in chat story base I don't think anyone can give better way, you done a amazing job 🥰
2024-11-28
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ɖɛ۷ıι
do you love me? Husband?
2024-11-20
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𝐑𝐞֟፝ؖ۬𝐬𝐡𝐮৻ꪆ
Such A Excuse ┐( ˘_˘)┌ Since Your Wife Wanna Listen You, Answer Her
2024-11-21
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