The Cursed Prince's Strange Bride

"I admit that I am guilty of that, and I'm willing to be punished by the king himself," Damon spoke in a firm tone.

Tyra smiled at him. She understood that he was trying to let every one of them, especially her, know that he had no intention of letting anyone other than the king punish him. But it was too late for that. She was going to ruin him.

"But before then..." Damon continued. "I promise to catch the criminal, Damian, myself. Who has always been carrying out those evil deeds and have him confess to all the queen has done."

The house was torn between agreeing for him to do that or holding him as an accomplice since what he was saying was not adding up. However, they didn't doubt that the queen had a hand in it since she had made that very obvious during her trial and had also been the one to mention how Sir Wilsom died.

"Is that all you have to say?" Tyra asked, looking pointedly at Damon.

"That is all," Damon said coldly, not bothering to address her with any honourable title.

"You are missing a lot of things," Tyra said in her usual gentle voice that reminded everyone of how soft and delicate she had always been.

Damon's vicious eyes looked at her as though he were asking what she was playing at. It seemed it was only now dawning on him that he shouldn't have trusted her. Anyone with the blood of Lord Zealot running through their veins was never to be trusted.

"Aren't you asking for a chance to capture Damian yourself so you could kill him outside the palace?" Tyra asked him accusingly.

Damon looked at her in anger just as the house sparked up, wondering why Tyra was making such an accusation against him.

Maybe the other noblemen were gullible, and that was why it was easy to sway them, but Tyra wasn't like that. No one could beat her when it came to being sneaky. She could tell what Damon was planning. He was going to get rid of Damian if he caught him outside the palace, and then there would be no witness for this case, but Damon's words and all the evidence already found against the queen would be more than enough to punish her. The crime of hurting the king was nothing less than a death sentence, no matter who the culprit was. He was indeed willing to throw the queen under the bus to save himself.

What a coward.

Damon blew hot at Tyra.

"WHY WOULD I DO THAT WHEN DAMIAN IS THE WITNESS TO ALL OF THE QUEEN'S ATROCITIES?"

Some of the noblemen were obviously swayed and felt it made sense. He didn't have any reason to kill Damian. The little crazy thing was just trying to cause a rift between them.

"Whatever I do is for the good of this kingdom!" Damon spoke in a calmer voice this time, but only Tyra could tell he was anxious.

"Damian tried to get rid of the maid in the dungeon. He was against the queen's chamber being searched. He has always been with the queen and has also left the palace with her a couple of times, so he knows her better than anyone else. I am going to bring him back to the palace to confess his crimes."

"Or maybe you just want to run away?" Tyra taunted. "He could hold a big secret of yours, so either you are planning to run away or you wish to kill him, but either way, we know you won't be bringing Damian here. Alive."

"PRINCESS TYRA!" He yelled in fury, dreading whatever she was planning in that tiny, annoying head of hers.

His body was shaking from anger at this point, and it was obvious to every eye.

"I WILL NOT LET YOU INSULT ME!"

"You should be honest and tell all these gentlemen why exactly you want to find Damian yourself. Isn't it because Damian is aware of your illicit affair with the queen, and you hope to silence him just like you did with his father, Sir Wilson?"

That could be said to be the most shocking news they have all heard, but none of them could make a sound. This was the biggest allegation and scandal of the century. It couldn't be correct. But why would Princess Tyra lay such an accusation against her own mother when the penalty was very severe?

All mouths were open in shock, and all widened eyes were facing Damon, who suddenly could not find any words to say. He couldn't even deny it immediately.

The thought of Tyra doing this to her own mother was shocking, even for him.

"You must have gone insane to lay such accusations against me. I am the King's Beta. I will not allow you to—"

"Will not allow me?" Tyra ridiculed him and let out a mocking laugh.

"You shouldn't worry too much about Damian. I will make sure he is caught and gets his confession." Tyra assured him before ordering the guards.

"Seize him!"

Two guards marched toward a livid Damon, who was now heaving in anger.

Tyra had played him. Greatly.

"I WILL NOT BE TREATED THIS WAY!" Damon roared before reaching for the sword of one of the guards and drawing it, pointing at the guards to stay back.

"I WILL KILL ANY OF YOU IF YOU COME NEAR ME."

Has he lost his mind?

He must really be guilty!

He conspired with the queen to get rid of the King?

How dare he try to use a weapon in here?

Damon ignored all the questions and horrified reactions all around him as he wielded the sword.

By now, five other guards from the back had approached him, pointing their swords at him too.

"I have given my entire life for this kingdom. I will never be treated this way by a mere Omega." Damon spoke in a bitter tone as he ignored the guards and all the noblemen and pointed the sword in Tyra's direction.

Every one of them was still horrified because, before now, they were still thinking Princess Tyra was falsely accusing Sir Damon, but his reaction right now was telling them otherwise.

Had he really?

With the queen???

Tyra was surprisingly calm. Instead of withdrawing, seeing how he had a murderous aura all around him as he pointed his sword at her, she slowly began to approach him instead, causing the other noblemen to conclude that she had indeed lost her mind.

Tyra continued to approach, her gaze fixed on Damon's angry face.

The man could do nothing as she called his bluff and walked right in front of him, and when he still didn't use the weapon, she smirked and approached closer, where she stood beside him but facing the other side, and said in a whisper, so low that even the great hearing of their kind couldn't pick it up, thanks to the veil she was also wearing over her face.

"Only the one with the bigger hate can win." She said to him.

"You can never be the winner between us. Because I hate you more... father." Tyra drew back to look at his shocked face, and he saw her smile.

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