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104: Volatile soul of the guilty

Author: ash_knight17 Word Count: 6076 Updated: 2025-06-07 07:55:04

Volatile soul of the guilty

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Maxwell strode into the chambers belonging to the kings of the Blackthorn palace, opening the door with such force that it banged against the wall. His eyes flamed red with anger, and his jaw clenched tightly before he shut the door closed to be alone. 

He walked to a small table, where bottles of alcohol sat, most of which were on the verge of being empty. He grabbed a bottle with a trembling hand, opened the lid and gulped down its contents before walking over to his cupboard. Opening a drawer, he dug down to the bottom of his clothes and pulled out a white handkerchief. 

Maxwell's fingers brushed over the fabric in his hand, and his hand stopped shaking while he stared at it and reminisced about the owner to whom it belonged. He remembered how Marianne had smiled that day at his confession. She answered him politely without looking at him before he caught her wrist to gain her attention. 

'You shouldn't evoke such feelings of hope, as I might misunderstand it,' Marianne had told him. 'You are meant to be with a lady… not a used woman.'

'It doesn't matter to me. I am used too,' Maxwell smiled and encouraged her. He said, 'I will make you my wife, would you believe me then?' 

Marianne's green eyes met his blue ones, and she said, 'You sound confident, My Prince. Also, a courtesan cannot be a legal wife. One can only be a concubine.'

'Once I am the king, there will be nothing stopping me from making you my wife. You will see. I will keep your handkerchief until then,' Maxwell said to her, but in the next two weeks, the situation had changed. Word had reached his mother that his father had been coaxed by Lady Sophia to send him, his sister, and his mother to the old palace. 

'Maxwell!' Marianne had greeted him, and she was about to put her arms around him when she noticed his serious expression. 'Did something happen?'

'I have found my soulmate, Marianne,' Maxwell said, and saw the look of shock and pain enter her eyes. 

'Oh… W—Who is she?' Marianne asked, and she looked hurt. 

'Her name is Evin. We will be getting engaged in a few days… I thought I should let you know, as I promised you—'

Marianne smiled, 'That is fine. It is an inevitable thing that cannot be changed. Thank you for letting me know,' She turned, ready to leave, when Maxwell said quickly,

'To keep my word, if you are fine with it, I would like to offer you the position of being my concubine. So that you don't have to sleep with anyone anymore.'

And though he had taken all the preventive measures, Maxwell had found Marianne lying in the pool of her blood. Right now, he felt like he was slowly losing his mind, pain and guilt weighing heavily upon him, to the point where he couldn't think straight anymore. He clutched onto the handkerchief before taking another swig from the bottle and drowning his anguish in it. He wanted to bring Marianne back, but he couldn't. 

Remembering the woman who'd drowned, Maxwell placed the bottle on the side and walked out of his room with unsteady footsteps before reaching the room where the woman had been placed earlier. He turned his head to look around the corridor, as the guards were missing, and when he reached the front of the room, he noticed it was empty. 

Maxwell clenched his hands as if the gates of anger and hatred for something he couldn't control coursed through him. Because his mother wasn't his father's legal wife, nor the favourite concubine, his family was always cast aside. His father already had a son who won battles for him, and he had an heir who would sit on the throne. In his father's eyes, he wasn't anyone who could give him anything, and his existence didn't matter much, while his mother was busy trying to form connections to secure their position in the palace. 

And now that he had power, he wanted to hurt everyone out of his own hurt. 

Far away from where Maxwell stood, Prince Raylen stood at the end of the corridor, which was hidden in the shadows. He watched the king finally walk away, while his blue eyes narrowed slightly. 

When he brought his hand forward, he heard light footsteps stop a few steps behind him. Prince Raylen smiled before he turned, and his eyes met the Mother Queen's shrewd eyes, and behind her stood a minister, who was almost as old as her. 

"I heard that you were here, but I didn't expect to see you this soon, Prince Raylen Storm," the Mother Queen spoke softly without raising her voice. 

"Queen Ginger Blackthorn, always a pleasure to see you again," Prince Raylen offered her a polite bow. "Were you taking a stroll in the night?" 

"I was. There have been a few thieves and murderers running loose in the palace, so I decided to take a look. Are you any of those, which is why you are walking in the middle of the night? Or did something else catch your attention?" The Mother Queen's eyes quickly scanned the young man, and her thoughts went to what the Vizier said. 

'The fall of the Blackthorns.'

"If I am being completely honest, it depends. But I assure you I am here to do neither," Prince Raylen's polite demeanour didn't change. He said, "Especially not when we have the truce of peace with many others."

"Well, I should hope so. We Blackthorns might appear quiet, but that doesn't mean there wouldn't be heavy retaliation if something were to occur," the Mother Queen stated, her chin upwards and her back straight as she used her staff to balance herself. This one was definitely suspicious, and she could feel it in her gut.

"I don't doubt it, Queen Ginger. Which is also why I am here, to strengthen the truce," Prince Raylen replied, agreeing with the old woman. He said, "I am sure that if I were up to no good, you would have caught me by now."

"Flattery is not going to get you out of answering the question I am about to ask," the Mother Queen said, her eyes narrowing slightly. "What are you really doing here?" 

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1: Synopsis 2: Calm before the rising storm 3: Captives in the cages 4: One having a better luck than the other? 5: Light in the dark 6: A lie that needs to be protected 7: One soul made for one alone 8: One who cannot sit on the throne 9: Charcoal Dust 10: Night encounter in the corridor 11: Meeting behind closed doors 12: To balance the imbalance 13: The one who stole 14: From pan to fire 15: Force of gloved hands 16: Thorns around the rose 17: The escape plan 18: Words behind the bush 19: Butterfly out of cocoon 20: End of the dark passage 21: Evening celebration in the palace 22: Persuasion of the pin 23: After the dance floor 24: Changing fabrics in the library 25: One last time 26: Hands of the lowly maid 27: Trotting in the city 28: Harshness of the royal family 29: Where is the mute girl? 30: Missing from the guest list 31: Blessing of being sick 32: Ghost in the lonely corridor 33: Appeal of the neck 34: Gap between the books 35: One step near the quicksand 36: Evening Soiree with the Blackthorns 37: Whirling through trouble 38: Duel between the princes 39: Flame under the blade 40: Another tale of misunderstanding 41: Rumours about the first prince 42: Testing his patience 43: One favour for another 44: Terror of the dagger 45: Waiting in the dark alley 46: Fragments of you 47: Snakes in the bushes 48: Existence of the soulmate 49: Last person in the palace 50: Decisions of the new king 51: Tattle-tale sister! 52: Pulled into the shadow 53: Allure of the water 54: Prick of the Blackthorn 55: Negotiation between the Queens 56: Where have I seen you? 57: Journey on the three horses 58: Ghost of the old palace 59: Consequences of repeating the memories 60: Gentleman or not? 61: Looking outside the window 62: Early end to the inn's celebration 63: Behind the closed door 64: Watching you 65: Golden moon's significance 66: Sting of the sand 67: Galloping on the sand 68: The Empty Coffin 69: Curse of the Blackthorn 70: Forgive me 71: A tongue for a lie 72: Careless little rabbit 73: After the bite 74: Midnight eyes that follows her 75: More than healing 76: Person from the Storm Kingdom 77: One week's time 78: Don't provoke the demon! 79: Fragrance in the water 80: Sand in the hourglass 81: The third attempt to flee 82: Thieves of the palace 83: Dragged to the scaffold 84: Don't hurt me more 85: Fairness no one needed 86: Budding Inferno 87: His Blossoming Beauty 88: Mother Queen's dangerous method 89: What will it be? 90: A Taste of Temptation 91: Mother Queen’s Shenanigans 92: Green at the sight 93: Fumes of the suppressed 94: Rising tension 95: Wary footsteps 96: A Touch of Comfort 97: The freedom I didn't want! 98: Brush of Death 99: Shift in power 100: Driven by Bloodlust 151: Scrambled senses in Nightworth 152: Fingers around her heart 153: Devil's gift or trouble 154: Arriving at Hawkshead 155: Receiving the news of anguish 156: Not here forever 157: Under the eyes of papa bear 158: Thumping feet 159: Life in Hawkshead 160: Attack of pirates! 161: Mr. Flores and Dante's conversation 162: Carried on the back 163: Gabriel's return 164: Apology with lines 165: Bargain with the summoned 166: Picking the one 167: Better King Than The Ones Before 168: Wedding invitations 169: Something already borrowed 170: Husband and Wife 171: Emily's Soulmate 172: Devil's presence 173: Newly weds 174: Throes of passion 175: The Princess's Decision 176: The one left behind 177: Toss of the Sea 178: Entering the Storm Kingdom 179: More the better 180: Polite people in the carriage 181: Reputation 182: People at Bramsfield 183: Dark side of the Storm castle 184: Card with the names 185: Dancing at the gathering 186: Women of envy 187: Facing the demon 188: Unconventional help of the archdemon 189: Warning of the conveyance 190: Darkest hours of the night 191: Activity for the gatherings 192: Fog in the forest 193: Stranded! 194: Protecting the delicate arms 195: Not hidden anymore 196: Not sharp enough 101: The Late Visitor 102: Phasing of the Moon 103: After breaking the wood 104: Volatile soul of the guilty 105: Lie of the Storm Prince 106: The last string to break 107: Demon taking over 108: What happened before dawn 109: The Meal 110: Alone within the four walls 111: Power of the Snap 112: Leave before anyone sees! 113: Princess Niyasa's struggle 114: Just like me... 115: Survival in the palace 116: To return to the underworld 117: The Funeral 118: Insight of the demon 119: Blackthorn's Murderer 120: The exchange to the rose 121: Wet & scented room 122: On the demon's lap 123: Fabrics of clothes and people 124: Pang of heart 125: Blackthorn siblings' blame 126: Fulfulling an old promise 127: Distance Makes The Heart Grow Fonder? 128: Affects of the approaching moon 129: Rise of the Golden Moon 130: Mine, as much as I am yours 131: Cementing the soulmate bond 132: Rejection of a father 133: Birds in the bed 134: Princess served 135: Demons' Lair 136: Worth the leap? 137: Visiting Hell 138: Hidden relation (1) 139: Hidden life (2) 140: Hidden love (3) 141: Hidden death (4) 142: Transcending through lives 143: Echo of the walls 144: Mirror on the wall 145: Missing from the palace 146: Marianne's murderer 147: Place no one thought 148: Cluing in the location 149: Chomper from the ground 150: Hindrances before the end
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