The Crown's Obsession

On hearing Lucy's words, Samuel looked flabbergasted by her words, "Sleeping with other women? I have been a faithful man, and you are accusing me for something I have not done." Madeline took note of how his voice lowered, almost threatening, "I have loved no one but you. It is that Theodore, isn't it? Seeing him must have brought in past emotions and you want to be with him."

Lucy stared at Samuel. She had seen him with the maid with her very own eyes, and maybe if someone had told her in the past, she wouldn't have believed it, but the truth was right in front of her eyes.

"Please leave," said Lucy, and Samuel's eyes hardened at her words, "You can take the trunk with you."

"Lucy," Samuel's eyes softened quickly, "You cannot leave me. We are husband and wife. We are supposed to be together. I don't know who fed lies to you, but you should stop believing them."

"I saw you with the maid with my very own eyes, Sam. I thought you loved me, and if you did, you wouldn't have hurt me. I know the maid was not the only person. Leave." The vampiress crossed her hands against her chest.

Lucy turned to look in the other direction, not wanting to talk to him. Madeline, who stood right at the door, saw Samuel stare at his wife for the longest time. Before he could step out of the room, he turned to look at Lucy who had turned to see Samuel about to leave,

"Are you sure about this?" Samuel asked, waiting but seeing Lucy not react, he finally left the room.

"Would you like to drink some water?" asked Madeline, and Lucy smiled at Madeline's kind gesture.

"No, I am fine," Lucy couldn't believe how much of an idiot she was to not recognize Samuel's lies.

All this time, people had done nothing but lie to her. Calhoun, whom she loved as her own brother was the one to kill her parents. She wanted to hold him responsible, but she didn't know what had happened in the past when his mother was still alive. She had heard bits and pieces of information about his late mother, but nothing was clear. It was hard to trust and believe people's words. She had been heartbroken when she had seen her parent's dead bodies, but somewhere she had also been relieved, but that didn't mean she was happy that they were killed.

Right three minutes later, one of the castle maids came running to the room where Lucy and Madeline were in. The maid huffed for air as she had come as quick as she could, "M-milady! Y-you need to come near the front rooms where the courtroom is, immediately!"

"What happened?" questioned Madeline.

"Mr. Greville and Mr. Chauncey, they are fighting," came the worried words from the maid. Madeline and Lucy quickly left the room to go to where the other two men were. On their way, Madeline asked,

"Where is the King?" If Calhoun was there, he would have stopped it unless he was bored and wanted to see people fight for his sheer entertainment.

"The King has gone to the forest. I don't know why, milady," the maid bowed. Madeline wondered if Calhoun had realized about the disappearance of the guards or if he had gone back to have her grandmother buried.

When Madeline and Lucy arrived at the spot, Samuel and Theodore were indeed caught up in a fistfight, and it didn't look pretty. Lucy didn't pause her feet but continued to walk before calling, "Sam! Samuel! Stop it!"

Theodore noticed Lucy's presence and stopped, but this resulted only in him being on the receiving end of Samuel's fist. Lucy stepped in the middle of them and before Samuel could drop a punch straight at her thinking it was for Theodore, Theodore caught hold of Samuel's hand before pushing him away from Lucy.

"What is wrong with you, Samuel?!" demanded Lucy, staring at Samuel.

"It is because of him. He is the one who tried to spoil our relationship," Samuel tried to get to Theodore, but with Lucy in between, he couldn't get past as she held her hand up to stop him.

"Stop making a fool of yourself and me. I told you Theodore has nothing to do with it and it is your fault what has happened. I would ask you to leave right this instant!" Lucy was not happy that Samuel had come to attack Theodore. Looking at the servant who stood nearby, she ordered, "Get Mr. Greville his carriage ready so that he can leave the castle."

"Are you trying to humiliate me, Lucy? You are my wife," threatened Samuel, his eyes narrowing.

"I think you have done plenty enough for both of us where I don't have to do anything. I dissolve the marriage between you and me. We are no more husband and wife. If needed, I will have an official proceeding to free you from this marriage," replied Lucy.

"Of course, else you would be ashamed that you are having an affair with this servant," Samuel gritted his teeth. By now, many servants had come to gather around and witnessed the little show that took place in the middle of the corridor.

Lucy said, "You should be happy that brother Calhoun is not here."

"You are nothing less to the King. Not listening to the innocent and framing the person who is not guilty," said Samuel, "It only shows how much you want to get rid of me."

Lucy frowned at his words, "I have faith in the King. And I cannot unsee what I saw that night while you were with the maid."

The servant that Lucy ordered returned back, bowing his head, "Lady Lucy, the carriage is ready."

"Take Mr. Greville's trunks and put them in the carriage. Make sure he returns home safely," ordered Lucy while Samuel's face was flamed in anger.

Madeline stood there, watching the three people in front of her. Samuel looked like he wanted to say something, and he stepped forward in anger. Madeline's hands turned to fist, and at the same time, Samuel stopped right in front of Lucy as if an invisible wall was stopping him.

Samuel looked confused, as if he didn't know what happened for a moment.

Lucy, who was looking at Samuel, wondered why he was still standing here. After a few seconds, she heard Samuel say to her, "Our relationship is not over, Lucy. You cannot break it like this. I will come back for you." This time he took a careful step in front of him before walking past them with a glare directed at Theodore.

When Samuel walked past Madeline, she noticed the bruises and cuts that had formed on his face. Madeline wondered in such a short time, how Samuel had caught hold of Theodore, and how they ended up in a brawl. Her eyes caught sight of his peeled skin before the man left the corridor.

Before Lucy could say anything, Theodore who had received the same amount of bruises on his face, bowed at them and left from there.