A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Chapter 1440 I Gave The Order

Arielle was still reeling from the realization that Aaron was the king’s son. Though she had guessed that his identity was unusual, a prince was one of the last things that crossed her mind.

“What did you tell her?” “I told her that you are my guest,” Arielle explained casually, “that I was the one who gave the order to assault Aaron and that they’d have to get through me to reach you. After all, all this started because of me.” In actual fact, she was not concerned about what might happen within the palace walls at all.

Proficient in both medicine and poison, even the royal family would find it unwise to complicate things for her.

Gazing at the woman before him, Vinson found himself at a loss for words. If the circumstances were not dire, he would have scooped her up in his arms and given her a fierce kiss.

How lucky I am to meet a woman who is so sincere. For a long while, he gazed deeply into Arielle’s eyes with boundless affection in his before they were interrupted again

her bag before resuming her position at the door of the ward. “The queen has spoken, Ms. Moore. If you are responsible for the prince’s humiliation and injury, you are to come to the palace with

assent. Why not? I would like to see what they’ll do to me. Having expected a lot more persuasion on her part, Miranda was surprised at how little effort it took

as she smiled knowingly to herself. Yes, these are lovely ingredients that can be used to brew some fresh and potent concoctions that could either be an antidote or a poison. Let’s see what the queen is willing to risk.

behind Arielle’s assassination attempt in his study when Sybil’s phone rang. Despite being in the presence of his country’s monarch, who was still speaking, he answered the call immediately when he

say? When did this happen?” Sybil’s eyes widened

hung up the phone, he turned an apologetic and anxious gaze to Dylan. “Your Majesty, the chef just informed me that the princess and her bodyguard had been taken away by Miranda

his feet, staring at Sybil anxiously. “When and why were they taken

at that moment, he dreaded what the queen would do if

fretted over the problem. Without even bothering to take his phone with him, the king was about

me make some inquiries about the situation.” He was concerned that the king might expose himself in