Chapter 1734: Eden Heads Straight for the King’s Palace
The next morning, the entire Lorelei began to rain; a continuous drizzle fell incessantly, as if the sky were a vast ocean with many holes.
Silvery threads struck the ground, splashing countless water droplets as the whole sky remained gray and misty.
Everywhere around were the sounds of rushing water.
The first thing Eden did after waking up was to hurry to the King’s palace; he wanted to check the King’s condition, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to eat breakfast in peace.
"Good morning, Your Grace."
In the luxurious and majestic palace, servants bowed respectfully to him, a bit surprised at how early he had arrived.
Usually, he only came after breakfast.
Eden walked briskly, appearing rushed and not paying attention to the servants, as he strode directly toward the chamber.
Soon, the young Arthur appeared in his sight.
"Good morning, master," Arthur stopped and respectfully stood not far away.
Recalling Arthur’s behavior in the dream, Eden couldn’t help but slow his pace, his gaze toward Arthur cold and composed. Is this young man truly loyal?
Arthur, feeling unnerved by his stare, asked, "Master... Is something wrong?"
Eden gazed steadily at him, seeing his obedient and loyal demeanor, looking as if he bore no malice and dared not betray him.
"How is the King’s condition?" Eden paused in front of him.
Arthur sighed, looking sad, "He just coughed up blood again, and it’s dark in color. Prince Louis has been there constantly, and he himself has become quite haggard over these days."
He knew Arthur and Louis were childhood playmates, so Arthur feeling for Louis was natural.
Eden didn’t waste much time with him; his eyes shifted, and he stepped toward the King’s palace.
At this time, the King had just drunk ’sour plum soup’ and was lying down. Louis glanced at the nearby spit bowl he had just prepared; inside were some fishy black liquids, resembling blood.
At this moment, Eden practically burst through the door!
He was indeed quite rude, but his expression of concern for the King made it hard for others to chastise him.
"King, are you feeling any better today?" As he asked, he briskly walked this way.
Both the King and Ian knew this was a feigned concern.
"Uncle." But he greeted Eden nonetheless, answering on behalf of his ’weak’ father, "His health worsens day by day, just now he coughed a lot of blood again."
Following Ian’s gaze, Eden saw the spit bowl nearby, the color of this blood was something he favored.
It seemed the King wouldn’t live past a week.
As long as Louis successfully ascends the throne, the head of the country will sooner or later be Eden! Now it seems, the possibility of the throne falling into Catherine and her sons’ hands is zero.
Eden pretended to be sad, gently patting Ian’s shoulder, "Since you already know the ending, you need to try to face it."
"Hmm," Ian nodded.
Then Eden glanced at the bed and turned to leave.
The King, after all, was weak; he lay there with his eyes closed, and Eden did not greet him.
A palace chamber’s second-floor window.
The window was open, Mia stood there watching the rain, her body exuding a tranquil aura; she hoped tonight’s action could succeed.
Justin Kingston brought a jacket, kindly draping it over her shoulders, "Be careful not to catch cold."
Returning to her senses and turning her gaze, she gently asked, "If Julie is not removed, will she become a future threat to Ian?"
"First we need to find out who she really is." Justin had pondered this issue since last night, "If she’s loyal to Catherine, then there’s no problem; but if she’s Eden’s person, she must be uprooted."
"Eden’s person?" Mia could hardly believe it, "This..."