Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 1440

Chapter 1440 I Gave The Order

Arielle was still reeling from the realization that Aaron was the king's son.

Though she had guessed that his identity was unusual, a prince was one of the last things that crossed her mind.

"What did you tell her?"

"I told her that you are my guest," Arielle explained casually, "that I was the one who gave the order to assault Aaron and that they'd have to get through me to reach you. After all, all this started because of me." In actual fact, she was not concerned about what might happen within the palace walls at all.

Proficient in both medicine and poison, even the royal family would replace it unwise to complicate things for her.

Gazing at the woman before him, Vinson found himself at a loss for words. If the circumstances were not dire, he would have scooped her up in his arms and given her a fierce kiss.

How lucky I am to meet a woman who is so sincere.

For a long while, he gazed deeply into Arielle's eyes with boundless affection in his before they were interrupted again

Miranda slipped her phone into her bag before resuming her position at the door of the ward. "The queen has spoken, Ms. Moore. If you are responsible for the prince's humiliation and injury, you are to come to the palace with me."

Arielle nodded her assent. Why not? I would like to see what they'll do to me.

Having expected a lot more persuasion on her part, Miranda was surprised at how little effort it took to get Arielle to agree.

Along the way, Arielle studied the flowers and plants in the palace as she smiled knowingly to herself. Yes, these are lovely ingredients that can be used to brew some fresh and potent concoctions that could either be an antidote or a poison. Let's see what the queen is willing to risk. Either way, I will give her an unforgettable experience.

Meanwhile, Dylan was inquiring about the investigation of the person behind Arielle's assassination attempt in his study when Sybil's phone rang. Despite being in the presence of his country's monarch, who was still speaking, he answered the call immediately when he saw the caller ID.

"What did you say? When did this happen?" Sybil's eyes widened in shock.

"I see!" After Sybil hung up the phone, he turned an apologetic and anxious gaze to Dylan. "Your Majesty, the chef just informed me that the princess and her bodyguard had been taken away by Miranda according to the queen's orders."

Dylan leaped to his feet, staring at Sybil anxiously. "When and why were they taken away?"

Worried sick at that moment, he dreaded what the queen would do if she found out that Arielle was his daughter.

Dylan found his anxiety compounding the more he fretted over the problem. Without even bothering to take his phone with him, the king was about to exit the room when he was stopped by Sybil. "Your Majesty, the princess must still be in transit. Please be patient and let me make some inquiries about the situation." He was concerned that the king might expose himself in his worry over the princess' safety.

Dylan paused in his tracks before turning to Sybil. "You do that, and quickly. Update me at once no matter what you replace. No information is too trivial."

"At once, Your Majesty." Sybil bowed before departing swiftly.

Dylan whittled away the agonizing wait by pacing around the study. He could not for the life of him figure out what the queen wanted with Arielle.

Sybil happened to catch sight of Arielle and Vinson being led by Miranda on his way to the queen's quarters. After hesitating for a fraction of a second, Sybil halted Miranda in her tracks.

"This lady is an honored guest of His Majesty, Miranda," he said sternly. "What are you bringing her here for? She is in need of medical attention."

Although Sybil was the king's confidante, Miranda was not afraid of him.