The Royal Maid And The Lost Kingdom

CHAPTER FORTY

Alice’s POV

Just then, the sound of the dungeon door creaking open interrupted my thoughts. In walked a group of guards, led by a tall man with a stern expression.

“You are to come with us,” he barked. I watched him as he talked to me rather rudely but I knew I had to leep myself calm and not to betray my emotions

“Where are you taking us?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

“The king wants to see you,” he replied curtly.

I exchanged a look with Jack and Alex. They both nodded, indicating that they were ready to follow.

We were led through the dimly lit halls of the palace, passing by tired and dirty citizens who gaped at me in surprise. Eventually, we arrived at the throne room where a man sat on the throne, wearing a crown.

“Your Highness, may I present Princess Alice,” the guard announced before bowing and retreating from the room.

“Alice,” the man on the throne said, his voice cold. “Welcome home.”

I stood there, feeling the weight of his gaze upon me. “Home?” I asked, incredulous. “This is not my home. Not anymore.”

“Oh, but it is,” he replied, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. “You see, I am your uncle, the king of this kingdom.”

I felt my heart drop as the pieces fell into place. The woman outside the gates was right. My parents had been betrayed. “You killed my parents,” I accused, my voice shaking with anger.

“I did what needed to be done,” he said, shrugging. “They were weak rulers. It was time for a change.”

I took a step forward, fueled by the anger and sadness inside of me. “You will pay for what you have done,” I said, my voice low and filled with determination.

He let out a bark of laughter. “And how do you propose to do that, little girl?”

I looked at Jack and Alex, standing steadfastly by my side. “With their help, I will reclaim what is rightfully mine and bring justice to those who have wronged me and my family,” I said, holding my head high.

My uncle’s expression turned hard. “You are no match for me, Alice. I have an army at my disposal.”

“And I have the support of the people,” I replied, determination in my voice.

“We will see about that,” he sneered before waving his hand, signaling for a lady to get him a drink.

I stood in front of my uncle, my heart pounding in my chest. I had come back to the kingdom to reclaim my throne, and now that I was finally face to face with the man who had taken it from me, I was filled with a mix of fear and determination.

“We will see about that,” my uncle sneered again, raising his hand to signal something.

Just then, the door to the throne room burst open and a group of guards rushed in, surrounding me and Jack and Alex. I stood my ground, my heart pounding in my chest, as my uncle laughed cruelly.

“You really think you can take back the throne? You’re just a coward, running from a battle you couldn’t win,” he said, his eyes glinting with malice.

I felt a surge of anger at his words, but I kept my expression calm. “I may have fled the battle, but I never stopped fighting. I’ve been training and learning how to defend myself. I’m ready to take back what’s rightfully mine.”

My uncle sneered again. “You may have some skills, but they won’t be enough to defeat me. I have the loyalty of the people, and the support of the army. You’ll never be able to reclaim your throne.”

I clenched my jaw, refusing to back down. “I don’t need the support of the people. I only need the truth. I want to know why my parents were betrayed, why you started a war with them. I want to know the truth about what really happened.”

My uncle’s expression darkened. “The truth? The truth is that your parents were weak. They couldn’t rule this kingdom; they couldn’t keep the peace. I did what I had to do to protect the people, to protect this kingdom.”

“You lie,” I said, my voice low and steady. “You started a war for your own gain, and you betrayed my parents. You’re the one who’s weak, who’s a coward. You can try to hide behind your lies and your army, but I won’t stop until I have the truth.”

My uncle’s eyes narrowed. “You want the truth? Fine. The truth is that you’ll never be able to reclaim your throne. You’ll never be able to defeat me. You’re nothing but a little girl, with no army, and no support. You’ll never win.”

I stood my ground, refusing to back down. I was ready to fight for what was mine, no matter what. I was ready to take back my kingdom, no matter what the cost.

As a prisoner in my own home, I sat in the dungeons feeling hopeless and defeated. Jack and Alex, my two protectors, tried their best to cheer me up but it was of no use. My uncle, who had taken over the kingdom after my parents fled, came to visit me often. He sneered and laughed at me, taunting me about how he chased my parents away.

One day, I decided to confront him and asked him how he was able to work with Edward’s father to kill my parents. He looked at me with a confused expression before smirking and saying nothing. He then turned and left, leaving me even more confused and frustrated.

I spent a week in the dungeons, with Jack and Alex by my side. My uncle made sure that we were fed, but he never allowed us out of the cell. Every time he came to visit me, I could feel my anger and hatred toward him growing stronger.

Meredith took an arrow for me to get here, she took a fucking arrow for me and here I am captured again but by someone who shares my blood to an extent

One day, I couldn’t take it anymore and I finally spoke up.

“Why are you doing this to me? Why did you chase my parents away?” I asked, my voice trembling with anger.

My uncle laughed, “Why does it matter to you? You’re just a prisoner in your own home. And your parents fled because they were cowards.”

“I won’t believe that,” I said firmly. “They wouldn’t abandon their kingdom and their people like that.”All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Believe what you want,” my uncle said with a sneer. “But the truth is, they were too weak to handle the power they had. And now, it’s my turn to rule.”

I gritted my teeth and stood up, facing him with a determination I never knew I had. “I won’t let you rule any longer. I’ll take back what’s rightfully mine.”

My uncle laughed again, “We’ll see about that.” He then signaled for the guards to take us back to the dungeons.

Jack and Alex tried to comfort me, but I was beyond consoling. I was a prisoner in my own home, and I had no idea how to get out of this situation. But I was determined to find a way. I couldn’t let my parents’ sacrifice be in vain. I would reclaim the kingdom and restore it to its former glory.

What also made me more annoyed was that I still miss a particular blue-eyed, blonde hair man.