Wizard World Irregular

In Queen Evane’s eyes, Nicole might as well be her niece, so she made sure that Oscar gave Nicole’s mother good accommodations despite the fact that she wasn’t contributing anything to the growth of the Asta Family.

For this reason, Nicole decided to take the burden of having the Asta Family name and did her best to show Oscar that she was a very capable individual.

Due to her hard work, she was hailed as one of the geniuses of the Family.

But this was far from the truth.

Nicole had no choice but to excel in all fields so that her mother would continue receiving the best medical help from the family.

She understood that Oscar wasn’t a charitable person and would ask her to pay her dues sometime in the future.

Nicole was also certain that her participation in the Heir Wars was decided by the Old Man on a whim, but that was fine.

Since there was an opportunity to become the next Heir of the Asta Family, she would grab this opportunity with both hands and fight all the other candidates with everything she had.

This was the only way that she could guarantee that her mother would continue to receive the best medical care despite being in a coma for three years.

“Just make sure to not tell anyone about this,” Nicole stated. “The true background of Queen Evane is hidden behind a wall of lies. The current and the previous King know about it, but aside from them and a select few, no one else knows that Her Majesty has the Asta Blood running through her veins.”

Ethan casually took a sip of the tea, which had already grown cold due to his negligence.

After he was done drinking, he returned the cup on top of the table and frowned.

“Then why are you telling me this?” Ethan asked.

“I told you this to serve as your lucky charm.” Nicole smiled sweetly. “Sometimes, blackmail is also a powerful tool to prevent others from looking for trouble for you.”

Ethan could only shake his head helplessly because he understood where Nicole was leading him.

With this information at hand, if ever Oscar did something to threaten him, he could threaten him back with this information.

Although he didn’t know if this was enough of a deterrence to make Oscar leave him alone, he decided to accept Nicole’s goodwill and arm himself with the knowledge that was now at his disposal.

When Queen Evane finally returned to her room, she was pleasantly surprised to see a beautiful young lady seated on the couch and waiting for her.

“Welcome back, Mother,” a young lady with dark brown hair and hazel eyes greeted her with a smile. “Did you come to meet Nicole and her friend?”

“I did,” Queen Evane said as she walked toward her daughter so that she could sit beside her. “How long have you been waiting, Eva?”

“I didn’t wait that long, Mother,” Princess Evangeline, who was usually called Eva by her family, replied. “Besides, I wanted to talk to you as soon as you were done chatting with them.”

“Oh?” Queen Evane smirked. “Are you perhaps here to hear about juicy gossip? That’s not very princess-like, my dear.”

“I inherited your genes, mother,” Princess Eva said in an innocent tone.

“You make it sound like it’s a bad thing.”

“Of course not. I’m very happy to have gotten all of your good traits.”

Queen Evane shook her head helplessly before holding her daughter’s hand in her own.

“So, what is he like?” Princess Eva asked. “Did he get a passing grade from you?”

“He barely passed,” Queen Evane replied.

“But he still passed, right?”

“That, he did.”

Princess Eva looked at her mother with an expectant gaze, making Queen Evane sigh.

“You’ll be meeting him tomorrow, so stay put for now,” Queen Evane stated. “But, I’m not sure if this prank of yours will have the results that you are hoping for.”

Princess Eva giggled after hearing her mother’s words.

“Whether I get the results I want or not doesn’t really matter, Mother,” Princess Eva replied. “But I do feel sorry for him. This is payback for the things he did to our family.”

“He doesn’t know anything, okay?” Queen Evane reminded. “He’s in the dark.”

“You’re so mean and evil.” Queen Evane chuckled. “It’s a shame that you inherited your father’s bad traits.”

“Well, I can’t be perfect, can I?” Princess Eva shrugged. “Sometimes, I feel envious of ‘you-know-who’ who can just throw caution to the wind, and not care about anything else.”

“Well, that is the burden we bear as the members of the Royal Family,” Queen Evane said softly while giving her daughter’s hand a light squeeze. “But unlike the two of us, I’m more worried about your brother. He can be too overprotective, and I’m sure that he will not sit still tomorrow.”

Princess Eva giggled. “Wouldn’t that be better? As frail precious ladies, we should let the men do the talking for us.”

The Maids of the Princess and the Queen could only sigh in their hearts because none of them believed the words that Princess Eva had just said.

These two “frail ladies” had enough political power and influence to move entire mountains if they wished.

The only thing that was stopping them from doing so were their morals and their genuine love for their Kingdom.

“I’m sure that tomorrow is going to be exciting,” Princess Eva said, her hazel eyes glowing faintly with power. “I can’t wait to see the drama unfold.”

“Me, too.” Queen Evane nodded. “I’m sure that this Knighting Ceremony is going to be a blast.”

Somewhere in the Palace, King Austen suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, which made him look over his shoulder.

Seeing that nothing was there, he subconsciously rubbed his forehead. He had a very bad feeling about it.

“My daughter must be thinking of something bad again,” King Austen muttered. “By Yggdrasil’s leaf, I sure hope that I’m just overthinking things.”

King Austen knew that the ladies of his family were a handful. Once they decide to do something, they would do it all the way.

Sometimes it was amusing, but more often than not, he was forced to clean up their mess.

With such an important gathering happening the next day, the King could only pray that his wife and daughter would not cause trouble during Ethan’s and Nicole's knighting ceremony.