The Conquerors Path

Chapter 913 892-Changed Woman.

”Here you go”

The maid spoke as I ended up in front of my room, giving her a small nod. I moved into the room, my mind shifting all around me as I took seat in the sofa, different parts of my plan running all around as I started to settle down on the actions that need to be taken.

And just as I was slowly relaxing myself, my sense picked around the change happening all around with Eleanara diving directly into the issues, planning on dealing with everything. While that happened, my mind picked up the other work done by the rest of the two women, a small smile coming to my face at their works.

ʼGuess tomorrow will be a heavy dayʼ

[It will be the day where you will start to rip this family apart]

ʼCanʼt deny thatʼ

With that thought I closed my eyes, my mind swirling deep into its project slumber. Tomorrow is going to be a busy day.

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”Please, this way”

The maid in front of me spoke, leading the way. I maintained my smile as I walked back in the very first meeting room that I had come up in, the very room where I was ʼattackedʼ by the people. But a subtle difference can be felt—looking at the king and from his posture, I can understand the fact that he no longer thinks he is the ruler and the most important one in the room.

And the reason for that is simple—hidden away in the room is the ever-watching Lyssandra, my sense picking her sitting like a queen. Though the moment she picked up on me, her sense of standing changed, creating a more subservient approach. Heck, I could already feel her body calling for me the moment my steps responded in the room.

My gaze maintained a sense of calm as I walked into the same setting room before, my presence filling up the room and I can feel the change in how they were looking at me—a more sense of wariness from the queen as her gaze sat on me, the crown prince still not having any sort of positive emotions for me, while with the women as you can guess, the response of their emotions were very different than the first time I was in this room.

Valdris looking at me with those gentle love but I can also pick up certain sense of hastiness and fear in her. It would point in the fact that Lyssandra has done her work well, her insecurities even flowing towards her own mother, who has now taken up a very large spot and she fears she might even lose to her own mother.

Holding back that intriguing thought, I focused back on the much more important topic. I, with a light bow, spoke.

”Itʼs a pleasure to be back;”

My words with my light smile can be seen as a provocation and looking at the bulging eyes of the crown prince, I can see that my words hit the mark as King Tharvin, clearing his throat, spoke.

”The move taken against you yesterday was excessive. It should not have been done. There exists regret on the actions taken yesterday, but you are also in part of the fault that comes with it.”

ʼToo high-driven to apologize to the younger generation? I can understand that.....ʼ

So maintaining my smile, I looked at the queen, who smiled back at me. Then I looked at Valdris, who kept her mask on, a certain friction being created as I walked deeper into the room and sat back on the armchair I did before, my gaze meeting that of King Tharvinʼs as I spoke.

”I donʼt mind. You taught me a good lesson. I will take what you taught me right into my heart.”

An extra edge in the ends of my words making the atmosphere a bit stiff, but King Tharvin took it with strides as he replied.

”Then letʼs put that matter to rest and talk about why all this had to take place.....”

A certain edge to his words as he spoke and I could feel the complex emotions flowing through his body. The man didnʼt want to do this—Eleanara must have already talked to him about all these things and I can say with one look that the situation isnʼt at all now nice between the husband and wife.

ʼPoor dude, even if he wants to, he wonʼt be able to go against his wife, not when she is reborn~ʼ

A small chuckle leaving me as the scenario of everything that had happened during the time of my ʼrestʼ passed through my mind.

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Third Person POV:

The footsteps of Eleanara resounded throughout the corridor as she walked, the servants pausing for a moment as they saw her walk by. A change, a difference, a culmination of power—whatever it was, everybody who felt her presence knew that a difference had taken place. None of them knew what it is, but a change had indeed taken place.

With slow steps but powered one, Eleanara walked into the room—a more of a family room, but the moment she did, her presence filled up the place, the room being just present with her aura.

The moment she let loose, the eyes of King Tharvin narrowed. As a man having lived with Eleanara for the longest time, he directly picked up the changes around his wife and the moment she walked fully into the room, a sense of foreboding filling up the room as Eleanara gazed at both her husband and her son.

The two of them flinching a bit under the pressure and change that they are not used to at all.

”My queen, what happened?”

Tharvin asked, to which Orik joined.

”Yes, mother, is something wrong?”

To their questions, Eleanara didnʼt reply directly. She walked and took seat beside them in a table that looked around to be used for discussion—though the arrangement around pointed towards a much more familial setting—but even then, this atmosphere was different from all the other family meetings that have ever taken place.

The eye of Eleanara scanned both her husband and her son and after a moment of silence, she spoke.

”I just realized something to which I was closing my eyes to.”

Her words only making the atmosphere even more mysterious as she continued.

”I plan to return back to my family.”

Her sudden words making King Tharvin flinch, his eyes widening forth as he asked with worry.

”Why? Did something happen? Didnʼt you tell the fact that you werenʼt returning back to your family ever again?”

To his worry, a moment of gentleness came to the eyes of Eleanara as she, making sure to keep the atmosphere straight, replied.

”I have to go back. There is a revenge waiting me.”

Her words rising up the room as Orik now worried, asked.

”What is it, mother? Tell me and I shall have the heads of the people who hurt you!”

A loud thud resounded in the room as the prince Orik hit the table hard, a small gentle smile playing into the face of Eleanara at his caring words as she, shaking her head, replied.

”I appreciate it, but this is something that I have to do—a past that I have to face on my own.”

The subtle meaning in her words surprised King Tharvin as he, with a brooding look, suddenly asked.

”Is this about them?”

The man already knowing about all of the pasts of Eleanara as she, nodding her head, replied.

”Yes, itʼs about them.”

Her words only making King Tharvin more suspicious as he asked.

”But I thought there wasnʼt anything more to it.”

To his words, she replied.

”Some new information has come to light and I plan to act based on that.”

Her words making King Tharvin frown as he asked.

”Is this related to that brat and all the time you spend with him?”

A bit of displeasure flashing through the eyes of Eleanara at how King Tharvin spoke, but she didnʼt jump to it as she, nodding her head, replied.

”Yes, Austin has brought some things to my attention and it seems I have been letting some sinners free for a long time.”

”Can we even trust him?”

Orik suddenly asked with a tone of displeasure, to which, looking at her son with a shake of her head, Eleanara replied.

”Do you think I am capable of being fooled by someone so young?”

An edge to her tone at the question, to which like a good-natured son Orik took a step back, clearly afraid of the anger of his mother as he, shaking his head, replied.

”N-No, I was just worried about you, mother.”

His words relaxing the expression of Eleanara as she spoke.

”I have verified the authenticity of the information and I plan to act on it. Also, I plan to publicly announce my guardianship of Austin Lionheart.”

Her words now chilling the room for a different reason, the eyes of both the king and prince widening up as King Tharvin hit the table with his fist as he spoke.

”No, that is not happening! You should know for better that supporting that child brings no benefit!”

His words not affecting Eleanara as she, looking at the king, spoke in a calm, chilling voice.

”I am not asking for your permission. I am telling you.”

The assurance in her voice taking the king back, as the pressure of the past genius that made the world watch filled up the room—and now they knew this was no longer the weak woman hiding away. Now this was the dragon that had hid itself away.