Spoiled by Mr Russell

“What are you doing?” The queen looked at Fred, then looked at the document.

She realized it was a will, stating she knew she was about to die from deteriorating health.

Therefore, the queen would pass on the throne to her third grandson.

Simultaneously, she would give Fred the full authority to assist in governing the country.

She knew signing the will would be a political suicide.

“It’s so obvious you're after my throne!” The queen grabbed the paper and glared at Fred.

“My third grandson is only four.

Instead of the princes, you want me to entrust my reign to someone who can’t run the country.

Anyone with a brain can tell what you’re up to!” Fred smiled.

“No, the third grandson is a bright and promising candidate.

I’ll just be assisting him.

to him one

you know what they’re

aren’t suitable candidates at all!” The queen propped herself up and said, “Why didn’t I realize how

supported and helped me become who I am

a pause, he continued, “That’s

assured, I’ll do my

regain your youth and live for

live forever!” Fred had said something similar many

queen was doubtful when she first heard about

felt tempted after

anyone would want to achieve immortality and

the queen had

addressed him, “Fred, come here.” “Yes, my

can do for you?” “Come

Majesty, what—” Before he could finish,

and said, “You...” He