Chapter 5 It Shouldn't Be Juliana That Would Die, It's A Wrong Person That Died

Enjoy your day guys. As Prime Minister and his wife left the palace to palace hospital to check on their daughter, Nora, Alixandre too went to his bedroom to change to another cloth so he could pay visit at the hospital. He was stepping down to the upper hall when he started overhearing Trevrizent’s voice talking to the old Queen menacingly. This made him speed up his walking, raced down from the long stairs like a spider man. The door was closing behind Trevrizent when he got there. He met old Queen sat elegantly on the wheelchair and stared at the entrance door with an expression. Alixandre too felt brutal for not meeting Trevrizent there. Concerning the rumor surrounded the late King’s death, Alixandre hatred Trevrizent. He seemed him as the killer that killed his father. It was everything in his power he was looking for to bring Trevrizent down and got justice for his father. Even, back then it was the post of the King he was waiting for so he could have the power to fright him. It would be five years in two months that the former king has passed away. And, it would be ten years at the same month that Trevrizent’s wife had passed away. It was five years after the death of his wife he decided to unity with his brother when he met him murdered. “Who does uncle Trevrizent thinks he is? He has the audacity to come here and threatened my mom?” Alixandre yelled in aggressive tone. “Because he is the chief of army staff, doesn’t he think he is above the law or he has grown beyond someone that can face the law? On my way going now I’m calling the inspector general police and palace commander, they must make sure they do this investigation to the bottom and they shouldn’t dare to mess with it or try to hide the evidence. If the evidence conducted pointed at him---” Alixandre chuckled aggressively. “I won’t estimate to embarrass him publicly, and, let him face the consequence of all his criminal acts. I’m now the King, I will make sure I fight him back with power and put an end to him” he added. Old Queen turned her automatic wheelchair, face Alixandre behind her. “Your highness, just be going to where you’re going too. And, as I used to say, stay away from the war between Trevrizent and this family. My regard to Prime Minister’s daughter” Old Queen looked at Alixandre in the eyes and uttered. Without waited for Alixandre’s response, she signal the maid, and started wheeling the wheelchair away from that place. “Ahhh!” Alixandre roared like a lion. This particular talk, he always used to find it belittle of him, therefore it used to annoy him. He was man enough, and he can fight for his family. Seeing the ‘accused’ criminal of his father’s death gallivanting around used to hurt him. He and his late father were more like father and son, they were like friends and brothers. He deeply loved him. He started walking aggressively out of the house. The long deep blue royal rope he put on top the cloth was rolling on the floor behind him as he was taking steps angrily. His face was frown. It wasn’t friendly at all. **** At the palace hospital, and inside the ward that Nora was, it was cry of Vivien, Juliana’s mother that encircled the entire room. She was sitting on the chair beside the bed that Nora was lying on. Her face flushed. Her eyes swollen up and red. She had looked roughly and disorganized. Her beautiful, smooth hair had tangled. She was looking like a scary ghost right now. Tears had washed away the beautiful makeup on her face. To make it looked real like the attack was really serious and for no one to suspect her, Nora pretended to pass away as she entered into the police’s car and still now she hadn’t wake up. She was lying on the bed like half dead. No one had able to utter a word to her. The doctors said it was likely she wake up soon, so they were hoping. “My daughter ohh! My daughter, Julianaaa!” Vivien suddenly screamed. Her voice increased. They had seen Juliana’s body, so they had confirmed that she was died. “I wronged you! I wronged you!! I wronged you, and I’m sorry!!” She screamed in bitter tone. “I killed you! I killed you and I know. I should have listened to you when you refused. I shouldn’t have forced you to become the Queen when you have refused. If I know it’s that stupid post that would cause your death, I wouldn’t have forced you. Now, I have lost you; also put your sister too in this critical condition. I’m a selfish mother, I’m a bad mother! Bad mother!!” She was screaming and hitting her head hardly on the iron bed. Prime Minter took a glance at her at where he was. He felt like to walk closer to her, but as he looked at his left shoulder bandaged he remained rooted at where he was. She was the one that bit him there at the mortuary as he was trying to console her. She saw him as the one that pushed her to this and made her lost a child. Juliana and Nora were the only children she had. During the childbirth she lost her womb, so she couldn’t have any child anymore. Therefore, she madly loved them and deeply valued them. “But, who could dare to do this to me? Who have the boldness to kill my own daughter?” Prime Minister soliloquized in deadly tone. “And, why’s it that it’s Juliana who has been chosen by the King that was killed? What if the King decided not to go for Nora at the second time? He has ready obeyed the tradition. He has all the right to choose an outsider now. IT SHOULDN’T BE JULIANA THAT WOULD DIE; IT’S A WRONG PERSON THAT DIED!” He yelled in aggressive tone. It was both Vivien and Prime Minister that had mourning and sad expression on their face, but the sadness and mourning spoke different emotions. Vivien was emotionally sad for losing a child while Prime Minister was sad for losing an opportunity. “This can’t overlook. The blood of the person that destroyed my decade plan for me, together with his family must pay. He or she must be killed” he brought his phone out from the pocket of his trouser aggressively, unlocking it and wanted to excuse himself out from the ward. ‘Cough!!’ He just took a step when Nora coughed out from sleep. “My daughter, Nora!” Vivien jacked up, screamed in echoed tone. Prime Minister too quickly turned back, ran speedily the bed. “WHY IS IT THAT YOU’RE THE ONE THAT’S ALIVE?” Getting there, this was the question he threw at Nora. In astonishment, Nora and Vivien took a glance at him.