The Cursed Prince

"I'm listening," Maxim said with a smile. He was very happy because Emmelyn finally needed his help and wanted him to do something.

He had poured his heart out earlier today, before they went to dinner, that he would do anything, he would even move heaven and earth to help her. Yet, Emmelyn had not made a specific request.

She only asked why he was willing to do all those things for her. She had not asked him to take back Wintermere. She had not demanded him to attack Drae and get her daughter, or whatever.

He was ready. He wanted to do something. Her wish was his command. He just wanted her to say the word.

However, it seemed Emmelyn was still thinking about what she actually wanted. So far, she had only mentioned her desire to find Myreen and meet the Leoraleis, and that was about it.

Uff... secretly, Maxim hoped Emmelyn was not thinking about forgiving her husband and returned to him. She seemed to think he was a bad man and sent people to chase and kill her with that meager bounty of 1000 coins.

Oh, Emmelyn... you are usually smart, but you have been hurt and in pain that you couldn't see through your own husband, Maxim said inwardly.

That was a good thing... for him.

The more Emmelyn hated her husband, the bigger chance Maxim had to get the woman's heart. Maxim wouldn't help his competition. What for? He was not an angel. Selfish was his middle name.

Besides, this situation actually only showed that Emmelyn didn't know Mars as well as she thought. If her relationship with her husband was so good, there should be trust and understanding between them.

Mars wouldn't leave his wife to chase a stupid witch -  when he had so many people work under him, and Emmelyn wouldn't doubt her husband's love for her and the fact that he would never hurt her.

So, their relationship was not too good anyway. If they didn't understand and trust each other, their relationship was bound to doom eventually.

So, Maxim didn't feel guilty about stepping in the middle. Why would he feel guilty? He was not the third person.

He should have been the man for Emmelyn. Had Draec didn't invade Wintermere, Emmelyn would have been his wife now.

They were so close to going to Summeria back then. He was ready to reveal his true identity and he would ask her to marry him.

Mars Strongmoor was the villain in his love story with Emmelyn. He took Emmelyn away from Maxim. If he and Emmelyn never met, they wouldn't have any story in the first place.

Maxim had zero sympathy for the other man. Uff.. thinking about Mars actually made Maxim's blood boil. 

He wished Emmelyn would just say the word. He would exert all his people to attack Draec and take back everything that was taken away from her. The sooner they got it over with, the better.

Uff...  unfortunately, Emmelyn still had not made any decision and this almost drove Maxim crazy. He wanted her to need him.

He wanted her to ask him to do things for her. He would show her what he was capable of and make her see how devoted he was to her.

That's why, when Emmelyn finally said she needed a favor from him, the man felt excited and pumped up. He wanted to know what she wanted. He looked at her intently, not wanting to miss any single word. "What do you want me to do?"

Emmelyn opened the door to her chamber and invited Maxim to enter. "I want to show you something."

"Okay." Maxim was curious about what Emmelyn wanted to show him. If she wanted something, she could just say it right here, but she wanted him to go in. Hmmm...

Emmelyn got her bag from the bed and took out a scroll. Maxim stood in the corner, watching her and waiting for Emmelyn to explain her request.

"I am looking for a man in Summeria," Emmelyn said. She opened the scroll and showed a picture on it to Maxim.

The king furrowed his brows in displeasure. He saw the picture of a handsome man with a burly body, looking very masculine, with intelligent and fierce eyes.

He was wondering who this man was. Was this Emmelyn's scummy husband?

Maxim's brows twitched. He looked at the man intently and scoffed. Ha. That other man was not bad-looking, but he was nothing like Maxim. His good looks were not even close to Maxim's level.

Secretly, Maxim felt a sense of satisfaction. He was more handsome than Emmelyn's husband.

"Who is this man?" Maxim asked Emmelyn. 

"His name is Edgar. He is a friend. I asked him to help me by going to Atlantea and look for information about Myreen and the Leoraleis," Emmelyn explained. "From some knights and travelers that we met on the road, we found out that Edgar is going to Summeria and he is probably there right now."

"Why do you want to find him?" Maxim asked again. He felt a bit disappointed because this man, who was less good-looking than him, was not Emmelyn's husband. Now, Maxim was wondering how Mars looked like.

"I want to ask him to return to Draec," said Emmelyn. She took out Raphael's scarf from her coat pocket and placed it on top of the scroll. "I want my mother-in-law to be brought back as soon as possible. I don't think I will ever return to Draec again. I need to send this scarf through someone I can trust."

Maxim's only focus was on Emmelyn's words when she said she didn't think she would ever return to Draec again. His chest felt like it was about to burst with happiness.

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