Insane, selfish, cruel, greedy, and whatnot.
These were the opinions of Aecilia regarding the royal heirs of Arinphiam empire, opinions she had formed based on the information she had collected about all of them until now.
Just like right now, she knew that Prince Orion must have tried to test his body's limits.
She was well aware of his inclination to take impulsive actions regarding the affirmation of his theories.
Aecilia placed the doctor's report on the table before slowly standing up and stretching her arms, feeling fatigued and tired from not sleeping all night.
Since the moment the incident with Avendial occurred last night, she had activated all the forces at her disposal to find out exactly why it happened and who was targeting her man.
However, after gathering the information, it turned out that this was all orchestrated by Prince Orion to frame Patric Vrandin.
Of course, she didn't know if Patric would even get to meet or appeal in the royal court, given the fact that he had used a deadly poison on Avendial, an act that had triggered none other than Princess Katheria.
"Go and tell the manager to cut all ties with the Vrandins," After stretching and letting out a yawn, Aecilia called upon a hotel employee, who was from Sertsul family. He offered a bow and left her presence as she steeled herself, vowing to take revenge on the Vrandins who dared to poison her loved one, even if they were manipulated by none other than Prince Orion.
Not stopping at just that, she glanced toward another woman, a servant, who stood with an impassive look on her face. A cold glint passed through Aecilia's eyes as she added, "Accept Prince Orion's proposal and open a Lotus pleasure room in his territory; use the slow poison instead of a lethal one."
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Hearing these words, the maid flinched, her eyes trembling as she looked toward her master. With a trembling voice, she reminded her, "M-my Lady, h-he is a royal."
It was clear that her master wanted to assassinate a prince using a very secret and lethal method known only to the Sertsul family—Lotus Death.
Lotus Death was a technique in which the Sertsul family sent their well-trained assassin prostitutes to their target's location to establish sexual contact. Each of these assassins had lethal poisons, specially prepared by the Sertsul family, rubbed inside their vaginas and anuses.
Due to the members of the Lotus division being given antidotes from the moment they joined the assassin division of the Sertsul family, the poison did not affect their bodies. However, this was not the case for the men who, consumed by their instincts, kept pounding and railing the women, unaware that they were rubbing their dicks on a lethal poison.
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Inside the mansion, five miles from the five-star hotel, the place was bustling due to preparations of servants who were getting ready to leave for the main Croceaus estate in the Thaloris Kingdom, as they made their arrangements while Avendial left the mansion accompanied by Rivia and Alfred, who appeared to be prepared to leave for the kingdom.
Several maids and servants belonging to the main family had already packed their luggage, standing as if everyone was prepared to leave.
"Alfred, you will do what I have ordered you," Avendial had previously instructed early in the morning for Alfred to leave with his daughter to prepare all the documents, thinking that he or Rivia might need to stay for more hours in the princess's palace. However, it went sooner than expected, making him arrive at the mansion sooner than everyone else left.
Avendial was aware that he could obtain the same piece of information—about the royal heir behind the Aphrodasiac event—from Aecilia herself. Therefore, he left without entertaining the princess, who was overwhelmed by the fact that they did not discuss whatever she might have prepared in advance.
"As you say, Master, but is Miss Rivia also accompanying us?" Alfred slightly bowed in a firm posture before glancing at the woman, who had turned her face away, holding the sword while trying to control her heart, knowing that it was her chance to seek forgiveness.
"Yes, I have assigned some tasks to her; just make sure to bury the voices that may cry after having their necks cut," Avendial firmly declared, causing all of the servants, including Alfred, to flinch as they felt the weight of that voice, each of them suddenly trembling as they glanced at Rivia.
Being with the Marquess, they understood that the order given to the head butler was simply to allow this psychopathic monster to rampage throughout the main estate.
'Sigh, should I have accepted punishment?' Alfred reflected on his choices. He began to realize that he should have embraced his punishment rather than stand up for Rivia this morning.
However, there was no point in regretting it now, so he merely nodded before shifting his gaze to the bright blue sky illuminated by the sun, 'I fear I will have a difficult time removing the blood stains from Croceaus's estate, as I suspect the spills won't be minor.'
He realized that this time it wouldn't just be a light drizzle, but rather an overwhelming flood, especially since his master had permitted this monstrous woman to wreak havoc.