The Atrocious Duke'S Wife
{Season 2} Betrayed

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"Yes, I've prepared everything, Your Majesty."

"Then, get ready. Because tomorrow, the whole Erosphire kingdom will be a scene" said Prince Darren.

Then, the three of them smiled meaningfully. The plan that had been long drawn up and prepared, it was time to be launched.

"I've been ready for a long time, Your Majesty."

...~ The Atrocious Duke's Wife...

...Chapters...

...(33)...

"What about you, Duke? Have you done your part?" prince Darren asked the blue-sliced man behind Cassandra.

Arlen crossed paths, while remembering the action he had launched yesterday.

The flashback

On a small, shady and remote island, there is a village resident who is busy building a house that is worthy of their stay.

There are even those who are hunting for food, some are cooking, and many others.

An aquamarine blue-sliced man had finally reached his destination after a few hours' journey by ship from his territory.

With the authority that always accompanies him, the man also stepped foot on the island that is more dominated by white sand.

However, at once many residents immediately ran towards him and locked his movements.

She was not surprised, as she already knew all these things from her lover. These residents are people who have a high sense of suspicion and alert, so no wonder foreigners seem to be immediately arrested for questioning.

"Who are you? What brings you here?" ask a big man to Arlen.

"Duke Arlen de Floniouse, come to make a deal with your leader on the orders of Countess Cassandra la Devoline," the blond-blonde-lined boy calmed down.

Instantly some of the residents immediately looked at each other, before long one of them ran to find their leader.

A few moments passed, until finally appeared a figure of a long barley woman

who ran straight to Arlen.

The woman named Jeanne immediately realized who the figure of the man with the look.

In a few days, there would be a blond man and his eyes were as blue as the sky. He is Duke Arlen de Floniouse, he will discuss about the cooperation that will be established between us.

Jeanne recalled the letter she had received from the benevolent Countess. Suddenly, he immediately told the residents to release the blond man.

"Take him off, and salute him" the long-haired woman told her people. Not long after that, he bowed respectfully. "I'm sorry for the carelessness of me and my people, My Lord."

Then, the other residents immediately obeyed the words of their leader and began to bow respectfully to Arlen.

"I heard from the Countess that you will come to discuss the cooperation you will offer us" Jeanne said.

"Yes, that's right," replied Arlen presumptuously.

"Alright, then please follow me. We'll talk somewhere else."

The blond girly man just nodded and followed where this woman in front of him would take him.

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"So, what kind of cooperation will you and the Lady Countess offer us, My Lord?" ask Jeanne.

Arlen did not want to mince words, so he opened his voice to tell him why here.

"Cassan-I mean Lady Countess, wants you and your people to disguise themselves as witches."

Jeanne immediately choked on the tea she was sipping, then the woman immediately coughed as she grabbed the cloth on her lap. "M-sorry?" he said still confused.

"As I said. You and your people will disguise themselves as witches, and begin an act of rebellion against prince Yari," the man's frown was still in his usual tone.

Unlike Jeanne who is very, very confused here. "Sorry before, but what is your purpose in asking us to do that?"

The man returned to the cross. "Of course we want prince Yari to step down from the next king candidate. You and your people want the same thing, don't you?"

Jeanne jerks. What this Duke said was true, he and his inhabitants also did not want the prince who had made their lives suffer to be the next king candidate.

"You certainly don't want the prince who has made your life miserable, to be the next king" added the straight blonde.

The long-haired woman squeezed the long skirt she was wearing firmly while looking down.

Thas right. Of course they did not want the cursed prince to be the next king of this land.

In an instant, Jeanne raised her head again and made the final decision. "alright. Since the Lady Countess has been so kind to us, then we will carry out her wishes with pleasure."

Arlen just nodded his head.

However, before long Jeanne expressed her confusion by asking. "Sorry, but I'm still confused. You said that you wanted us to disguise ourselves as witches. How's it?"

The man had a smile on his side for a moment when he remembered the whole plan thrown from the lips of his lover's apple.

The plan made by the girl, was very detailed and wise. Makes her love her lover more.

Flashback off

"Hey," Cassandra called Arlen because the man was daydreaming when Prince Darren asked her.

"Yes, I've done it" replied the man with blue strings.

"Good," the black-blossomed prince replied with a smile. "Alright, please continue your activities, I don't want to disturb you any longer," his god then stepped away from the place.

Shame is what Cassandra is feeling right now. Of course he was very embarrassed when he was caught by a prince while doing so.

Unlike Arlen, the man smiled meaningfully while embracing his lover from the side.

"Shall we continue this, my love?" The blonde man even more vigorously teased his lover.

"No. You can't do that anymore" forbid the brown girl to let go of her lover's embrace.

"Why? Weren't we married before? You even screamed under me when we first did it-"

"Aghh silence! Don't remind me of that again!" Cassandra immediately silenced the man's lips with both palms.

Her cheeks felt very hot now, and it was definitely very flushed. How could that man say such a vulgar thing?!

Cassandra felt her blood rustle as the man's warm lips swept over her palm.

Before long, they were again faced with an increasingly eroded distance. The sky-blue sliced man's face swept back closer to him.

Arlen's hand had reached his cheek, rubbing it gently with the thumb of the man who had reached his lips.

That shady and foggy look seemed to be begging him. Making Cassandra bite her lower lip out of worry. Should he grant it?

When their lips had just touched, suddenly a voice interrupted again.

"My Lady!!"

Cassandra immediately pushed the body of the man who had been in front of her and instantly changed her expression.

"What's up, France?" ask the girl with a neutral face.

Without him knowing, there is someone who is growling upset in silence because since it was always disturbed when he wanted to release the bondage of longing for his lover.

"Is your wrist all right, did I block you too strongly earlier?" ask France to worry.

Yes, the man who had disturbed Cassandra at the party was her own servant, France.

You said it, didn't you? Everything is a show.

"Oh. I'm fine. You don't have to worry" replied the girl. "Does your cheek hurt?" ringisnya when he saw a bruised terpatri on the cheek of France.

"Ah, this is nothing, My Lady."

Instantly, the atmosphere became silent. No one else makes a sound. France could feel the bad air that had come from a man who was next to his master, so he immediately wanted to quickly leave the place.

"Well, then. I don't want to disturb. I said retreat, My Lady," she said then immediately left quickly from the place where the atmosphere was gripping.

Cassandra let out a rough sigh, almost getting caught red-handed for the second time. If he was caught doing so by his own subordinates, where would he put his face?

"Hey, we better go home. Before anyone else comes in"

Not having time to finish his words, suddenly his body was pulled by the man in front of him behind a large tree.

Without warning, this blue-sliced man ambushed his lips and seemed to not want to let go so easily.

At first Cassandra was surprised, but before long she chuckled in her heart.

His girlfriend is secretly upset.

...~•~...

Anastasia was frustrated when she did not find the figure she was looking for at the moment.

His feelings were raging and clenched, all emotions fused together and coagulated in his heart.

He didn't know how to react. After witnessing this incident, what should he do?

Why, did he feel a deep sense of guilt in his heart? Did all this happen because of it?

Is this all his fault?

Again his mind could only ask but could not answer. The golden girl now ended up lying face down on the mattress located in her room.

He did not care about his ongoing birthday party, all he wanted right now was to calm his feelings.

Shortly after, Anastasia suddenly wanted to breathe fresh air. The girl wiped her tears and started walking to the balcony that was fused with her room.

The night wind that hit, at least can cool a little heart. Up until now, he had not even met the figure he wanted to meet since then.

Did that figure go home first? Or is he who is not clever looking for the existence of the figure?

For now, Anastasia did not want to think things were heavy. Because he would be crazy if he constantly thought about things that could make him experience stifling frustration.

Long enough he stood while observing millions of starlight mourning, until finally the presence of a figure who had recently disappeared is now back present.

"It looks like you have a problem" the cloaked figure again teased him.

"Go! I don't want to be bothered right now," hardened the girl quickly.

The figure was silent, he did not move or speak. Standing still in silence was what he was doing now.

Anastasia clucked resentfully at him. "Don't I tell you to go?"

"As long as you know, you can tell me about the problems you're facing me" the figure said.

"Why should I share my story with you? You're nothing but a stranger who bullies me every night."

"No problem. It's just, I just want you to know that I can be a good listener for you."

Anastasia fell silent. Right now, he really wanted to share the troubles buried in his heart.

After all, all this time he also often poured his heart into a cloaked figure that he did not even know who.

And all this time, the figure had always provided a solution that could make the burden on his mind as if it had evaporated just like that.

Not wrong is it not if this time he also poured out his heart to get a little calm?

"How do you react when you see your two best friends crying each other? Moreover, if one of them is someone you love," the girl asked as she looked straight ahead.

"Certainly feeling very guilty, of course" the figure made Anastasia turn her head.

Apparently, he did not feel that himself.

"But if they had known my feelings first, then I would have been very angry. Because it was the same as them betraying me," added the black-fighting figure making Anastasia flinch.

"Traitorous?" anastasia Beo.

"Yes. If the two of them had known my feelings and remained in contact without my knowledge, of course I would have felt betrayed. Moreover if they have been in contact for a long time behind me."

Anastasia fell silent while clutching the balcony railing of her room firmly. He recalled the conversation between his two friends.

"Hey.please stop. I'm tired of secretly having a relationship with you all this time.... I... don't want to hurt Anastasia more than this, please...."

Thas right. He should feel angry, because he was the one who was betrayed here. He has no right to feel guilty, precisely those who should feel this all.

"Then, what are you going to do about the betrayal you've received?" anastasia asked the figure.

The figure paused for a moment, then said again. "I'll take revenge. I'll make this sense of betrayal disappear with the satisfaction of my successful revenge."

The emerald girl was already completely affected, she had been overwhelmed by the passionate emotions within her. "Can you give an example of what revenge you mean?" tanyakanya.

The figure smiled obliquely in silence, it turned out to fool the girl who was still unstable to her own feelings, very pleasant.

"I will try to make them lose their loved ones."

...04.03.2021...