Chapter 133 Who Will Be The Chosen One?

--The Royal Palace, Yodan Empire--

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Today was the day that everyone had been waiting for.

Tonight, King Maclaine would announce the heir to his throne at the royal Banquet... before announcing it to the public a few days later.

Of course all the nobles were invited for the feats, as well as some important knights and merchants within the Capital.

It was believed that sometime within the banquet, king Maclaine would make the announcement.

All around the palace, everyone began dressing their best for the banquet.

"Quickly!!!

Make sure that I look better than that tramp Ivy!!!" Queen Sedora yelled.

The maids hurriedly brought out all her jewelry, and the selected dress for the occasion.

Just mentioning Ivy’s name, made Sedora want to smash everything within her room.

It was all that b**chs fault.Upstodatee from n(0)/ve/lbIn/.(co/m

Ever since Sedora had slept with Maclaine, she had been getting all these ugly rashes, pimples and boils all over her face and some parts of her body.

The apothecaries had said that she had probably gotten an allergic reaction from eating something... but she couldn’t identify what she was allergic to.

Because of this, she always had to wear a light veil when going out, and also a ton of makeup on her forehead region.. so as to make the pimples look less visible.

In her mind, it was definitely Ivy’s doing.

Although she doesn’t know when or how Ivy had sneaked such foods into her meals, that didn’t mean that she would accept the fact that Ivy was innocent.

In her mind since nice it was an allergy, then it had to be something edible.

"Mother, please quell your anger!!" Prince Benedict said, as he didn’t want others to hear his mother screaming at the top of her lungs.

"Little Beny, how can I be calm?.. This was all that whore’s doing!!!"

So what if her face was covered in pimples? she still had a banging body and her son would definitely be king

Since she was going to wear a veil today, no one would find out about her condition... hence she felt a little better.

She sneered when she thought of Ivy and her son Malfoy.

Over at Ivy’s place, the atmosphere was tense as well.

Ivy was fuming mad at the thought of Sedora’s son.

All the princes were good at particular aspects (subjects) within their studies.

For example, although prince Benedict was undoubtedly the best at swordsmanship, he was also one of the weakest when it came to battle tactics.

The same concept could be said for most of the prince’s... and prince Malfoy was no exception.

In Malfoy’s case, he excelled in war tactics and was average when it came to swordsmanship.

Weren’t war tactics important as well? Why did Maclaine only get overly excited when it concerned Benedict?

A while ago, she would have been overly confident... but the more she and Sedora were at each other’s throats, the more she felt like her goals wouldn’t be so simple to accomplish.

That damn villain would probably use some underhanded method, so as to make her son king.

Who knows if she would have visited the matron to have her vote?

In fact, Ivy was also very skeptical towards the matron as well.

Although the woman acted as if it was only right for the first prince to be the crown prince, one could never be too sure when dealing with a grand harlot like her.

Like her late mother had always said..... one needed to be extra careful when dealing with b**chs and sl**s, especially those who slept around her.

"Mom.. don’t worry too much... I’m confident that I’ll still become the crown prince.

Although father praises brother openly, he also praises me a lot within his study room.

Without strategy, how could anyone hope to keep this empire safe?

Don’t worry mom, I’m sure that father knows this fact as well." Malfoy said.

"He better!! ... or else I will wring his neck myself!!"