Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1219

"I've collected so many things of yours, but now, sweetheart, I'm finally collecting you. Don't hate me for this."

"You must feel awful right now, but hang in there; it'll be over soon."

"From now on, we'll always be together. You've always been my favorite."

Brielle found herself inside a box that was then tossed into the open sea.

The ocean was covered in flowers, a fitting end for Myles, who always wanted to die at sea, carrying his grudge against King.

Time was short, so he only had enough to prepare one box; otherwise, he'd have joined her in it.

With her eyes shut and face pale, Brielle lay amidst a sea of vivid flowers.

The lid was designed to be temporarily waterproof, but it wouldn't hold for long-just a few hours, at best.

Myles felt a twisted sense of satisfaction. He had personally prepared this watery grave for his beloved, a gesture right out of King's playbook.

He pushed the box into the ocean, watching as the waves quickly carried it away.

Standing on the boat, Myles burst into manic laughter, which soon faded into melancholy.

If he truly loved her, shouldn't he have kept her close?

had already drifted far away, its

and he had achieved his goal. He remained the perfect stand-in, the most useful

An hour later.

grip on his cane and fell forward, his blood reddening the sea. No one cared about his fate. Dustin arrived with his team, casting a quick glance at the ocean, but

Arthur, using royal privileges to evade surveillance, making it difficult to find his hiding

his team more than a day to locate him, but it

the churning sea,

Turn the sea inside out for

everywhere, making it impossible to predict

memories fading and

one found Brielle. The ocean revealed nothing but endless water. An hour

helmed by Jaired, who frowned deeply upon opening the

his phone buzzed incessantly with

resources to find the missing

for information on Brielle's

"The princess has disappeared."

rift between the royal

phone was

an island, carrying the box into

long couch, both lost in thought and ignoring each

usual flirtatious demeanor; she simply toyed with a

the planned destruction, their previous indulgences now seemed

confronted Jaired, not because they didn't want to, but because he had