How To Divorce My Husband
0014. Prince sur un Cheval Blanc (White Riding Prince)

0014. Prince sur un Cheval Blanc (White Riding Prince)

One day had passed after the annual feast of the palace was completed. Entering the spring, along with the warming air temperature and the blooming of flowers with various colors, increasingly makes the capital city of Robelia enchant will beauty. That morning in order to enjoy the beauty of the capital, Kayena decided to go outside the palace with Kima and two bodyguards. They are of course out in incognito mode.

One of Kayena's main goals out of the palace walls was to visit Killian's Assogate— clothing store. Tailor could not come to the palace to show the design of a new dress. So, Kayena decided to go alone to Assogate. He also wanted to thank Killian for making the best clothes for him.

“So this is your clothing store?”

“True, Her Majesty The Queen.”

Kayena's sudden arrival naturally shocked Killian. He closed his shop for half a day, so that the queen Robelia was comfortable when she was in his shop that was not how big.

“How many thousand pieces d’or did you spend to buy this place?” spread a view on every corner of the room that does not match the area of his room in the Queen's palace.

“Only two bags of Pices d’argent,” replied Killian who had just poured green tea for the queen. It has also served some keeping chocolate chip cookies, a common food very special to the common people. Somehow the queen will react when enjoying cookies created accidentally from the failed dough.

“I'll give you a building for two bags pieces d’or for you build a business. However, I want ownership over that place.”

Killian seemed to be frowning hearing that. “Means Her Majesty the Queen?”

“Go to a bigger place to open a clothing business. I'll give you some bags of pieces d’or as modal.”

“I think ... it's too complicated for me who used to do independent business.”

“You have the potential to become a wealthy merchant, Killian,” Kayena said after sipping her green tea. “Coperate with me. I will make a contract of employment, and in that contract of employment you will not be harmed at all.”

The business of sandang will not die. Moreover, Killian is a talented tailor whose name will be famous in the next few years. In his previous life, Kayena had received reports of Assogate branches mushrooming across the country. All of that happens not without reason, but because people really like the results of killian hand stitching.

One day Kayena will get a divorce from Kaizen. Before the divorce takes place, he must have an independent income. So far he has never lacked anything in terms of matari, because the allowance given to the position of queen of this country is not small. However, back to if he had officially divorced, all the facilities he had obtained would have been revoked. Kayena wanted to be an independent woman who did not bother her own family when she officially divorced.

“What's up ahead there?” kayena asked when she saw people flocking to one location.

“In front there is a festival, Your Majesty,” replied Kima. He got the information from one of the soldiers who had just checked.

“La fete folklorique de la capitale,” says Kayena. He believes that the festival that is being held in front of it is the capital's folk festival.

The festival is held to welcome spring. The artists will take to the streets, they then perform shows according to the theme carried every season, can raise political issues or satire against the nobility and the royal family. There is also a boat parade, concerts, and lightning shows at night. Usually the entire capital will be decorated with flowers, candles, and lanterns that will be flown at night.

In the past, in the first life more precisely, Kayena had several times come out of the palace to visit the capital. Kayena likes to be among the people who mingle cheerfully at a simple festival. Because of this desire, he often went out to see it directly. Enjoy the euphoria festival alone. However, the habit stopped since he lost his sons. Kayena hates parties, festivals, or other celebrations. He prefers to work, berdo’a, and lament fate.

“Your Majesty the Queen, it is time to return to the palace,” refer Kima when Kayena still has not shown any signs of wanting to go home.

The beautiful woman who wore a maroon robe to cover her head and part of her face looked cool enjoying the dance performance. The people who were there also dissolved in the rhythm of the music played by a group of street artists. Not a few of them who mingle, dance with the dancers. Main street conditions are getting crowded as the day gets darker.

As she dissolves into the euphoria of the folk festival, Kayena's body is suddenly nudged from behind by a tall, middle-aged man.

“Your Highness, are you okay?” whispered Kima when researching the body of her queen from top to bottom.

“I'm fine,” Kayena replied as she patted the bottom of the simple dress she used. He almost staggered backwards if not holding on to a pole.

“Ah, look at this beautiful woman. She ... must be a Senora.”

Both Kima and Kayena were compactly staring at the middle-aged man who was fattened earlier. The man's face looked red with the stinging smell of alcohol coming from his mouth.

“This man is drunk, Your Honor,” is shrieked Kima who put her body in front of Kayena. It just so happened that the positions of the two guards escorting them were quite far behind. Maybe they were separated when they were in the crowd.

“Senora .. You are beautiful once.”

“Our disguise can be uncovered if this man keeps calling you Senora,”.

Kayena knows too. If he is constantly called Senora who incidentally calls for a mistress or a married woman, it will definitely attract the attention of people around. Can reveal his disguise. Remember there are rarely ordinary people called Senora in the capital. Although using a face cover made of thin cloth, it could not fully cover the beauty of Kayena's face.

“Your Highness, beware!”

Kayena regained consciousness when Kima exclaimed in a loud enough voice. The drunk man moved aggressively, about to approach Kayena. Kima had tried to get in her way by taking them running away from the festival crowd. People seem to dissolve in a sea of euphoria, to the extent that no one is aware.

“Where are you going, beautiful Senora?” the fat man managed to catch up, even with a shunt step.

Now Kayena and Kima are trapped in a maze of people's housing which is fairly quiet, because the location is already a bit far from the main road.

As the two guards had separated from them, Kima felt compelled to protect her queen as a loyal servant. Kayena of course did not want anything to happen to her personal servant. He took his alakadar which he found as a weapon. The fat man could easily harm Kima who had no ability. Kayena learned basic martial arts from her father and siblings.

“Kima,” call Kayena in shock when she sees her personal servant fall down.

“Senora, your voice is so beautiful,” raved the fat man earlier when walking towards Kayena who equipped himself with an iron rod that he found in any place.

“How dare you be rude to women,” hardik Kayena. He was too angry to see the condition of Kima. Though he knew it was futile to talk to someone who was under the influence of alcoholic beverages. Drinks that are harmful to health can easily make humans out of control.

“I will not be rude if Senora would accompany me to drink wine,” said the fat man with drool dripping as he looked at Kayena. “Ayo, accompany me.”

“How dare you touch my body, I will make sure that tomorrow there will be no more days for you.”

“I don't mind if Senora would accompany me to drink wine.”

Kayena was on standby when the fat man approached. However, the horse's neighing voice suddenly caught his attention. Before long, from the opposite direction he saw a white horse with a man dressed in all black riding it. The white-colored horse galloped swiftly towards them, even as if it did not intend to make a stop until the end.

The white horse that looked beautiful and dashing at the same time stopped right behind the fat man who was bothering Kayena.

“You okay?”

The question was directed at Kayena. Why is Kayena so confident? Because the black bead belonging to the man riding the white horse was only fixed on him.

“A-ku is fine,” Kayena replied in a small voice. “What is you ..” he continued with a pause at the end of the sentence. His voice sounded doubtful. “... Prince Kaezar?”

The man dressed in black with a face cover did not immediately reply. He first threw a punch on the back of the drunk man's neck, so that within seconds the man fell unconscious. After making sure the drunk man lost consciousness, the man wearing all-black clothes removed his face cover while eroding the distance between them.

“How can you be in this place, Her Majesty the Queen?”

Kayena was stunned when her guess did not miss at all. The man on a white horse jumping from the painting is Prince Kaezar. The Archduke of Secilia which appears to display a worried face full of question marks.

“I ... just got back from somewhere,” Kayena said. “Thank you for helping me, Prince,” he continued while looking to the side. Then he realized that his personal servant—Kima— was unconscious due to the drunk man earlier.

When he was about to approach Kima, his right hand was blocked by Kaezar's burly hand. Tight, but not to the point of causing pain. “Prince, please let go of my hand. My waiter needs help.”

“Let him return with the bodyguards,” said the handsome man. Right after that, the two soldiers who had been escorting Kayena came with gasps. They also immediately apologized to Kayena for neglecting to take care of the queen Robelia.

“Bring the waiter back to the palace,” Kaezar said. His hand still won't let go of Kayena. “Your Majesty the Queen will be back with me,” he continued with a fixed gaze on Kayena.

“I can go back with my waiter as well as my bodyguard,” push Kayena down smoothly.

However, Kaezar did not seem to accept rejection. He easily took Kayena to stab her in the back of his dashing white horse.

“Prince, put me down!” kayena exclaimed, shocked because suddenly her body easily moved. Not yet had time to protest further, Kaizen had already taken a position behind his body. Pulling the saddle of the horse they were riding, so Kayena reflexively looked for a grip. He did not want to fall and embarrass himself.

“Hold, Her Majesty The Queen. We'll be back to the palace soon.”

Kayena did not answer. But he kept doing that order. This was his first experience riding a horse with a man, in addition to being with his father, and brother. Even with Kaizen he never felt a moment like this.

Along the way to the palace, questions were drawn in Kayena's head. Why isn't Kaezar scared at all? After this, there will be rumors about the two of them. To be honest, Kayena did not mind the rumors, as it could help her escape Kaizen. But what about Kaezar? Is he not a matter of rumored who is not-not with his own half-sister wife?

“Isn't that Prince Kaezar?” a servant who had just returned from outside the palace seemed to ask his comrade.

“True. The white horse belonged to Prince Kaezar. In Robelia only Prince Kaezar has such a white horse.”

“Then who is with Prince?” confused the waiter. They went in and out through the back door of the palace. The door that had just been passed by the figure they had assumed to be prince Kaezar.

“You don't see any part of his leg? In Robelia, who has porcelain-white skin?”

“Of course Her Majesty The Queen!” answer the interlocutor. Who doesn't know a woman with porcelain-white skin in Robelia? The beautiful woman even shocked Robelia when her wedding day with the king. She looked so beautiful, like an angel lost on earth.

The waiter then closed his mouth when he realized the intent of the question posed by his friend. “Your Majesty The concubine should know what we just saw.”

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