My Husband is a King

My Husband is a King
The King's anger


Pallidly pale!


That's the face of the King now. His hand that was reaching into his pocket was suddenly instantly drenched in cold sweat. His heart seemed to weaken and lost the energy to beat again.


"Treasure ...!" call King Gerald with a hissing sound to hold back the growl.


"Yes, Your Majesty?" Antony immediately brought his body closer to the King.


"Walk through all the places and streets that we went through earlier, including in my room! Find my sister's necklace bye!" his words by hardening his jaw showed his annoyance.


Antony who still does not understand what happened, can only nod trying to obey the orders of his King. In his heart he wondered. Isn't that necklace always carried by His Majesty? Did Your Majesty drop it somewhere?


From a distance, Paula's housewife who was chatting found an unpleasant expression on her son's face. He immediately took the initiative to catch up with his son.


"What's up, Gerald? What the hell's been going on? I saw your face very sour unsightly," said the queen in a calm tone.


King Gerald looked at his mother, he fell silent not daring to tell her the truth.


"Gerald ...," call the housewife worried.


"Who gave this shirt to us?" ask King Gerald without answering the Queen Mother's question.


"Princess ... Estelle ...," replied the queen mother hesitated. "Is there a problem with his shirt?" ask again.


"What does. Give away. Shirt. With the. The torn pocket. For King?" gerald said with great emphasis in each of his words.


It appears that his jaw is stiffened, forming firm sculptures that increasingly stand out and reddish with anger. Both of his eyebrows swooped down until they linked to each other.


The queen mother was very surprised. Indeed, giving an item to a member of the government should not be arbitrary. That was always the message of her late husband. Remembering him who always wants to accept the gifts of others without any extra strict supervision.


"Emmm ... Gerald, anuu .. isn't that just-"


"Just a torn pocket? Mammy? He was a member of the kingdom and gave the broken clothes to the other members of the kingdom, wasn't that an insult?" the King then cuts off his mother's words.


The queen mother was unable to continue her words. What his son said was true. Even himself, if he wanted to give gifts to other royal members, it was always he who went down and examined it himself.


But ... is it true that Princess Estelle who looks so innocent and spoiled has the intention to demean King Gerald?


Empress Dowager Paula really has no bad thoughts towards that direction.


"Everything can be discussed, Gerald! He has no intention of insulting you like that, "persuade the queen to try to calm down.


"Do you know?" This time King Gerald looked at his mother and looked at her mother with a look of anger. "I lost my necklace!"


The Queen Mother Paula was surprised at her son's usually very gentle and loving gaze becoming so inflamed as it was. It was the first time he had received from a Gerald.


He returned his only son's gaze with a teary look. "Is it just because of a necklace that you can scold your mother?" Paula's mother's tears fell and she immediately rose to leave the party that was not over.


The guests wondered where the host had gone to invite them. Why were they left behind when the party wasn't over?


His Majesty, who did not want to be the center of attention, also immediately left followed by Antony and the personal guards left the P&G lilac park.


The ladies and other bodyguards, busy taking care of the guests looking for the queen mother.


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