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If it was in the past, Jace will most like laugh excitedly but he simply dropped his eyes from his brother. "I guess the princess is not in a very good state," Jace said trying to feign calmness.

"What makes you assume that?" Liam asked resting his gaze on his younger brother who seemed to have changed totally.

"We will have our doctors look over her as soon as we get her," Jace continued.

"I have the best doctors in the world. They will look after her. The princess isn't some sort of object that should be spoken about in such manner. I doubt she will want to go with you. It's been three weeks already. If you think you are capable then take her away," Liam said and stood up.

Seeing his son talk for so long, Mr. Hart gulped, Rose was changing his son. His cold expressionless son seemed to have more expressions and more words to say.

He remembered someone who had just the same effect on him. Her smile made him smile, her happiness was his happiness and when she was sad, he was sad too. He always wanted to see her happy even if they could not be together and he could not tell her he liked her.

"I left the princess in your care because I thought you could protect her better than I could," Mr. Hart said with a slight frown knowing Liam was ready to leave.

"I protected her. Since you know I can do better than you, I think you should stay away just like you have done before. She will be fine," Liam said placing the cigarette in an ashtray and left them without looking back.

A villian who betrayed his family and it perfect role but it was hard to play that role well since it meant he had to oppose them in almost everything. He sighed as soon as he sat comfortably in his car.

He loved his family but they could not stand on the same side so he had to oppose them totally. He had already betrayed them and it was known by almost every one. He remembered the way Jace tried to look tough.

He was proud of his younger brother. He was proud that Jace was no longer the weak-hearted boy who could cry so easily but he also blamed himself for forcing such change on his brother.

If he remained in his family, he would have taken over the tough businesses while his brother does what he wants and he will gladly act as his brother's shield but since he left his brother alone to carry the burden, his brother had to change to fit into the role.

The task of being the heir was not an easy task despite how good and experienced he was. He wondered how Jace who never cared about such things was surviving.

***

The Queen frowned as she stared out of the window of her room. Why on Earth does everyone think she killed Valerie's daughter? The council was very angry.

The council threatened to remove her and put someone else just like she took late Queen off the throne. She was not scared but angry that someone was trying to frame her for a crime she did not commit.

If she killed the girl, she would have agreed and accepted whatever punishment the council had for her. However, she really thought of killing the girl but she had not even planned on how to do it.

Even after coming up with a plan, she will never have made such a mess in the crime scene and burning down a restaurant? That will definitely call too much attention.

She will never have done it in such a way and she will not have an amateur do the work for her. She will most definitely have the scene cleaned till it is spotless and have the girl's body dumped in the ocean for sharks to feed.

She looked away from the window. Someone was trying to frame her up for a crime she did not commit. Someone wanted to take her throne and crown from her by using that girl.

She wondered what made Rose so important that the council will be so angry with her over the girl's death. She have hurt a lot of people but she had no idea why they cared so much about the girl that they were even determined to take her crown from her.

This have never happened before and it should never happen again. She looked at Mrs. Smith who sat feets away from her. "Who do you think is trying to set me up?" she asked with a deep frown.

"I don't know. Perhaps someone who wants to be the next Queen?" Mrs. Smith asked thoughtfully.

"The next Queen?" the Queen asked gazing out of the window again.

"Maybe. I have thought over it again and again but that's all I can come up with," Mrs. Smith replied nodding slightly. She remembered the words of the Queen when she visited before Rose got hurt.

"Who could that be? Who could want to take me down? I don't think there is anyone who wants to become Queen," the Queen said hungry to clear her name.

"A lot of young ladies want to be Queen," Mrs. Smith told her tiredly. The Queen who sent her out of her room angrily was now keeping her from going back home today.

"Yes, a lot but those are just fantasies. I want to know someone who has the resources and support to become the next Queen. Could you get me a list? I am not allowed out for now. You know, right?"

"Yes, I will help you find some ladies who are capable," Mrs. Smith said despite how much she wanted to hit the Queen hard on her head for ordering her around the way she did. She was a fashion designer not a messenger.

"Thank you. I really don't know what to do without you. You are my best friend, don't forget," the Queen said with an obvious fake smile. What she wanted was a list and she hoped Mrs. Smith will be nice enough to get it for her.

Hearing the Queen speak in the gentle manner she did which was a one hundred and eighty degree turn from what she was only few weeks ago when she tried to advice the Queen against planning Rose's death, she smiled.

Only members of the council knew that the Queen was placed on house arrest while the public heard that the Queen was not in a very healthy state and need to stay at home to recuperate.

She was the only person allowed into the Queen Chambers apart from the maids the council placed to watch and take care of the Queen. The Queen could not ask anyone else for help since she had almost no access to the outside world.

She was also ordered to stay away from the King until the council was done investigating Rose's disappearance. "Why do you think the council is so interested in that girl? I am a Queen I should not be treated in such manner over a young girl," the Queen voiced her complains.

"I think because she is Justin's daughter," Mrs. Smith replied thoughtfully.

"The council does not care about Justin his father was adopted into the Whitfred family. He has no importance to the council," the Queen objected shaking her head in disbelief. How could that identity make the girl so important?

"He is important remember he is a billionaire. He rules over the entertainment world," Mrs. Smith reminded the Queen and paused to think. "I also don't think that is much of a reason. Perhaps because she is Valerie's daughter."

"Valerie is a chess piece. The council needs to use her but that does not mean they should care so much about her daughter the way they do," the Queen replied walking away from the window and sat down on a sofa in front of Mrs. Smith.

"Then I can't say anything else about that," Mrs. Smith replied thoughtfully as she got ready to leave. She was tired of listening to all the Queen had to say.

From her point of view, the council was tired of the Queen's presence and wanted to change the Queen or the time for the council to carry out their main plan was near and they wanted the Queen out of the way before then.

The plan have been going on slowly from the moment the late Queen died and they had the two kingdoms United together.

When she succeeded in escaping out of the Queen's chamber despite how hard the lonely locked up Queen tried to make her stay, she could finally breath out in relief.

She looked back at the Queen Chambers which was more guarded than ever. She shook her slightly in pity. It will be really hard for the Queen to leave that chamber alive again.

The council must have locked her to plan her death and the bloodshed which have been going on quietly for almost a decade will accelerate. When people begin to take notice of what is happening, it will be too late to protect themselves.