Lucy Wickshire - Chapter 240

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“Still, I would prefer you tell me before going on such killing spree.” King Adrian chuckled. At his words, Hana and her family could not hide their ugly expression. This was really unexpected and Hana herself could not accept this outcome.

“Your Majesty, it does not matter, this girl does not mind cousin’s attitude. Cousin was just joking, there is no way she would kill me. I will not take it to heart.” she immediately adjusted her expression to a wronged one. Amie almost bowed at her persistence. She only said used those words to show she can do anything, but this girl had made it seem she was threatening her life

“That’s good then, as this king cannot help you with justice if that happens.” King Adrian said and Hana’s expression turned to that of astonishment, but he fixed his eyes on Amie all through, almost as though he wanted to see to through her.

“Miss Krain, can I have a word?” he asked and Amie could not be happier to walk away from this drama, even though she was suspicious of his sudden need to see her.

She approached him, but he did not wait for her and made his way towards her, making her pause a bit in wonder of where he was intending to take her. Only when he went for the stairs and started climbing, did she continue to follow him.

The house was silent as they walked through the hallway. She noticed the direction he was going and frowned; her brother’s study. No one had been there since he had married and moved out.

“Why are we going in here?” Amie asked, this place was locked up by her brother and no one in the house had the key. It made her wonder how he was going to open the door. But King Adrian took out a key from his robes and opened the door swiftly.

“We should not be here.” Amie said after the door closed behind them. The study was dark, yet King Adrian still found a match in the drawers and lit one of the lanterns by the corner.

“He is not here, yet you still don’t dare to disobey him; you hold great reverence for your brother.” King Adrian commented.

“It is better I don’t do something that my brother does not agree to.” she said casually. He leaned on the large oak table as he watched her standing by the door.

“Do you know how many people wish to kill you?” he said and she paused.

“I know I am quite the desirable bride, but nothing of enemies strong enough of hate to plan my death has reached my ears or crossed my path.” Amie said.

“I know you are busy with running the Steinhouse properties, but you should stay home till the marriage is over.”

“So I might not die?” she asked.

“So those that wish you dead and those who wish you life will know exactly where you are.” he answered.

“And this favours me, how?” she asked.

“Moving around the capital all the time, you are making it hard for those tracking you to kill and others tracking to protect you. You are leaving it to chance. If those who wish to kill you catch you are on time, they win, if my guards are there on time, we win. You might as well stay one place so that it is fair on everyone.”

“Why does my life sound like a game, when narrated from your lips?” she frowned at his words, “One would think my life is valuable, when I don’t have much as to riches to my name.” She said and King Adrian chuckled.

“What do you mean? You are very rich. Do you think your brother just left without leaving behind a dowry?” he asked and walked towards a shelf by a wall and pushed it away. She raised a brow and walked closer when she saw his actions, but did nothing to help. The shelf slid away easily to reveal a heavy metal door.

“A safe? Brother never spoke of this.” She said and he took out another key from his pocket and opened the door. The safe was basically a room sealed with brick. There was no light so she could see nothing. She walked over and picked up the lantern and returned. The light in hit the room and only sealed wooden boxes were revealed.

“Open it.” Her tone seemed to be giving him an order. King Adrian only chuckled and opened one of them, then the next then the next.

“Stop!” Amie could not breathe. Gold, diamonds; by gods, how rich were they?