Ensnaring His Dark Moon - Chapter 129

Esme’s words turned the whole situation around and Luciana no longer had the upper hand in this matter.

”You…”

”Luciana,” Lucian stepped towards his sister, his green eyes roamed around the courtroom before settling on the beautiful woman standing in front of him, ”Princess, I sincerely apologize for my sister’s impulsive behavior. She is quite attached to our father so she lets her emotions take control when there are situations like this.”

Luciana turned her face to the side. At this point, if they tried to hold this minister accountable then it would make them look petty and unreasonable so they could only retreat.

”I can see that. Moreover, you don’t need to apologize to me,” Esme turned around and walked back towards her seat.

Lucian let out a breath he did not know he was holding. This woman had a different aura that intimidated him. It was uncommon for him to feel like that and he could not help but wonder if his sister felt the same because she was tongue-tied in front of Esmeray Reis.

He held Luciana’s hand and turned around to walk back towards their father only to halt in his tracks when that crisp voice rang out once again.

”But Lady Luciana needs to apologize to the person she offended,” Esme pointed her chin at the minister who had gone pale from fear at some point.

Luciana’s lips twitched. She turned around, ”You… want me to apologize to him?” she pointed her finger at the old minister, disbelief apparent in her voice.

”She will apologize,” Lucian pinched her hand hard.

Luciana gulped down her grievances and inhaled a deep breath before looking at the minister, ”I sincerely apologize for what I said earlier,” With that said, she stomped her feet on the floor discreetly and walked back to her father to stand beside him.

Lucian smiled at Esme and went back to stand at his initial position.

The King leaned back on the throne. He was more than surprised that Esme was able to overturn this sticky situation with a few words but apart from that, he was very relieved. Not to mention the fact that the head of the Norwell Family, Marcus Norwell kept watching the entire scene from the sidelines as if he could not be bothered about such trifles.

The ministers had strange expressions on their faces. All along, they have been holding prejudices against Esme and they never expected her to step forwards so fearlessly and save their friend.

”Stop looking at him. He is ugly,” Aleister glanced at Esme.

”Hmm, ugly? I think he is pretty,” Esme continued looking at Lucian, ”Look at his green eyes. They remind me of the forest. And his golden hair is like the sun.”

”How is that possible?”

”Huh? What?” Esme glanced at him.

”His golden hair reminds me of rotten lemons and his green eyes remind me of a toad with warty skin texture.”

Esme was speechless.

”My dear moon?”

She looked at him, ”How many times have I told you to not call me like that?” Her skin tingled every time he used such names for her and it was weird.

”Earlier this day, you said I can call you anything I want for the rest of the day. Stop going back on your words,” he smiled, ”So, what do you think of me?”

Esme raised an eyebrow, ”What about you?”

”Like… what do my eyes and hair remind you of?” he glanced at her intently.

It took her less than a moment to be drawn into his gaze. His eyes were blue…. a color she has come to hate with everything she had but this pair of eyes was an exception. She did not hate them.

His hair was deep, raven black, but there have been times when she accidentally touched his hair and she would be lying if she said that she did not want to do it again.

”I…” she lowered her head.

Aleister blinked.

”I am shy. How can I say it?”

”Why not? Tell me,” Aleister was more than curious. What exactly was she thinking that made her shy? He did not think his mind would be at peace the whole day if he did not get her answer.

”They… They remind me of…” she watched the burning curiosity in his eyes to know her answer and she sat up straight, ”They remind me of nothing,” she smiled cheekily and turned her face to the side.

Aleister leaned back on the chair, a deep chuckle escaping his mouth. Did she just tease him?

”Everyone here must be curious about who that person is that we were desperately looking for all this time,” King Alexander spoke up.

Everyone glanced at each other. Of course, they all wanted to know who was responsible for all those heinous deeds and murders in their Kingdom.

”And I want to inform you that the culprit has been living among us, inside the Castle all this time.”

As his words dropped, the place was filled with gasps and murmurs.

Aside from the King, the Norwell Family, Aleister, and Esme, everyone else was fazed by the shocking revelation that came out of nowhere.

”Bring the sinner,” King Alexander commanded.

Esme could hear the sounds of cackling of chains even before the door to the courtroom opened. It brought back the worst memories back into her head.

Years ago, similar noises woke her up from her sleep and she followed the source of the noise which led her to witness how her Uncle was torturing her brother. How could a happy family like theirs crumble like a sandcastle overnight? To this day, it remained a mystery to her. She never understood what her Uncle wanted from her brother.

Suddenly, she felt a warmth on her palm.

Esme glanced at Aleister whose carefree expressions were long replaced with a solemn gaze, ”If you don’t want to be here, then I’ll escort you out of this place.”

”You will go with me?” she asked without missing a beat.

”Yes,” he replied seriously.

Esme let out a breath she did not know she was holding, ”What kind of Prince are you?” She whispered, ”Ready to leave at any given opportunity? Aren’t you the least bit concerned about the Kingdom?”