Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 534

Rufus’ POV:

Geoffrey’s story left me shell-shocked.

I only knew that this place had once been ceded because I had accidentally overheard my father, King Ethan, talking about it.

But later, Leonard and I launched a war against the vampire race and won. Our victory let us successfully take back the ceded territory from the vampire race.

At the time, the royal family had sent envoys to check on the state of this place, and we had received a report that the life here was in order. It was said that the vampires hadn’t treated these defeated slaves too harshly, and that the werewolves here lived and worked in peace after we retrieved the lands.

This later become the foundation for the peace agreement between the werewolf race and the vampire race.

But what Geoffrey was saying now was completely different from what the royal family knew.

What the hell had happened?

“For the sake of the rest of us, my father had no choice but to turn a blind eye to my mother’s situation. The vampires ended up torturing her to death. Then, everyone worked together to fight off the vampires desperately until the construction of the wall was finally completed. This hard wall is easy to defend and hard to attack. That was why we had a little breathing room for a while.” Geoffrey’s voice became lower and lower, as though retelling the tale of this pack’s history was slowly suffocating him.

“Why didn’t you ask the royal family for help?” I couldn’t help but ask. “We never gave up on you. Even now, we were sent here to support the border and make it better.”

“That’s right. We really don’t know anything about what you said. If you didn’t tell us just, I’m afraid we still wouldn’t have known anything,” Flora added with a frown.

“You hid the truth and kept playing dirty tricks on us. Even if you encountered hardships in the past, that doesn’t justify your crimes today,” Harry shrugged unsympathetically. “If there was a problem, you should’ve just said so. We came here to solve the problems. We just wanted to help you. So why didn’t you ask the royal family for help from the very beginning?”

Geoffrey seemed to have heard a hilarious joke because he broke into a wide, sarcastic grin. “Do you really think we didn’t ask the royal family for help? My father never gave up asking the royal family for help. But guess what their response was?”

Flora opened her mouth and seemed to want to say something, but Geoffrey cut her off.

“Nothing. No matter how many distress signals we sent out, there was no response.” Geoffrey didn’t even look at us. He looked at his palms and answered his own question, and his shoulders slumped as though his soul left his body.

In that moment, even his arrogance left him.

He looked depressed. It was obvious that recalling that period of time was incredibly painful for him.

My heart sank to the bottom of my stomach. If what he said was true, then my father should’ve known about what was happening at the border.

But he had never mentioned it to me. Even before we came here for the present mission, he didn’t say anything about the border.

Building a high wall was no small matter. No matter how remote the border was, it couldn’t have been hidden from my father’s attendants.

So this left only one possibility: that my father had deliberately allowed the border to become like this.

When this thought crossed my mind, a shiver ran down my spine.

I didn’t want to suspect him of such a crime. After all, he was my father.

Over the years, although I had been alienated from him, I thought I knew him well.

How could a king, who worked for the interests of the citizens, watch his people be humiliated and tortured by the vampires? There had to be some sort of misunderstanding.