The Cursed Prince's Strange Bride



Damian turned his eyes to Tyra and said, "Since you are admitting to all your crimes? Aren't you missing something?"

His eyes moved away from Tyra, and he glanced in Sir Evan and William's direction before his eyes found Lady Victoria.

"I don't know what you are talking about," Tyra said with a shrug. 

"Do you not?" Damian asked angrily. 

"What do you think you are doing?!" Tyra asked harshly. 

"Do you think going against me is going to change anything?" She asked in disbelief. "I guess this has always been your plan?"

YESs!" Damian said coldly. "IT HAS ALWAYS BEEN MY PLAN!"

The atmosphere grew tense as the others watched the exchange. 

In a voice filled with pain and sadness, Damian said, "I have never wanted anything more than to ruin the royal family." He looked at the queen on the ground, whose teary eyes were on him. "At a young age, my family was killed. We were just a quiet family who wanted to live our best lives. My dream was to be a great and honourable physician just like my father, but it was cut short because of the royal family, and you think I'd be loyal to any of you?" He turned to look at Tyra as he asked, "Especially someone from the bloodline of the queen who caused everything?"

"You are one to talk. Did you think your father was also innocent?" Alicia asked in anger. As much as she hated Tyra and her actions, she couldn't just watch Damian act like a saint here. 

"If everyone wanted revenge like you, do you think your father would have lived for that long to even have had you conceived?" She asked him pointedly. 

"It was his idea to burn a witch to be used for a potion for the previous king, but what did you say? A great and honourable man?" She scoffed in disbelief. 

"If it weren't for him, the witch would not have been wiped out! Your kingdom wouldn't have been too scared of retaliation, and Lord Zealot wouldn't have seen a perfect excuse to wipe out the witch clan, but what? You are here for revenge? Are you fucking kidding me?"

She was livid. 

She exchanged intense glares with Damian, who was looking at her like she was Tyra's sister in craziness. 

"You... you killed... Prince Harry... didn't you?" The queen managed to speak, asking Damian. 

Ivan was fed up at this point, and he was too tired to say anything as he digested the back-to-back shocking information, but when his brother was mentioned, he looked up with wide eyes. 

Damian ignored her. His gaze was still on Alicia. 

"Don't say stupid things. My father is not that kind of person. He would never do that to soil his honourable nam—"

"SHUT YOUR MOUTH!" Alicia snapped. She thought if she heard the word "honourable" one more time, she might lose it. 

"Ask the elders. I'm sure most of them here are aware of it." Alicia said and began to look at the men whenever she mentioned their names.

"Lord Richard? Lord Gregory? Lord Evan?" She called out. 

Damian shook his head. 

"I pity your mother. In her short life, she married an 'honourable' monster and gave birth to an 'honourable' idiot. She didn't deserve such a wicked fate." Alicia said pitifully. 

"SHUT UP! THAT IS A LIE!" Damian yelled at her, and his eyes looked around him, and he saw all the hateful and disgustful looks he was getting. 

"YOU KILLED MY SON! IT WAS YOU! YOU KILLED HARRY. YOU FED HIM THAT POTION! YOU WERE HIS TRUSTED SERVANT!" The queen cried in pain as she clutched her chest, sobbing loudly on the ground without any iota of dignity left. 

It all made perfect sense. I think you should take a look at

Every. Single. Thing. 

Damian was lost in his world of denial and just continued to shake his head. 

"Then should I take revenge on you too?" Alicia asked in an exhausted tone. "Look all around you at what you have done..." She pointed at the dead bodies on the ground and then at the hostages. 

"Look at the people you have hurt because of your choice for revenge. How does that make you any different?"

Damian looked at the pile of dead bodies on the ground, and then his eyes fell on the woman who had been killed by a rogue under Tyra's order. He also saw all the hostages. Men, women, frightened children, servants, and physicians. 

"Can you see now?" Alicia spoke to him, her voice filled with disappointment. "Yet you had the guts to hurt your Prince. You had the guts to try to get me killed! Your hypocrisy is unparalleled. So disgusting."

Tears clouded Damian's eyes, and he shut his eyes. He felt a strong desire to throw up and began to retch. 

Tyra began to laugh. 

She laughed and laughed while pointing at both Alicia and Damian, like the scene was very amusing. "You are so stupid fighting for a monster—"

"SHUT UP!" Damian yelled at her just as tears fell from his eyes. 

"Monster? You all are monsters! All of you in the royal family! You are all willing to kill yourselves for the throne." Damian pointed it out with tears in his eyes. 

"Did I get to do much? I didn't. Because you all are crazy! What about you?" He pointed at Tyra. "Does everyone know that you are crazy? That you have been crazy for a long time, just like your grandfather was?"

It did make sense that she was crazy. It was obvious. 

"BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU SAY!" Tyra yelled at him in anger. 

Damian continued. "You didn't think twice before poisoning the king. You didn't think twice before staging attacks against Prince Harold to incite a fight between him and Ivan for the throne. You didn't think twice about framing and throwing your relatives in the dungeon. You killed people who had been loyal to you. You even killed... killed S-Susan."

Everywhere instantly turned cold.