Chapter 590: Do Go On

The old man seated in Carl’s chair straightened, his eyes narrowing as she approached. When she reached the dais, she stopped, lifted her chin, and stared directly at him.

"If you’ll excuse me," she said evenly, voice carrying across the room, "this is my seat."

The hall went utterly silent.

The old man’s face darkened, insult dripping from every syllable as he snapped back, "How impudent. Do you even know who I am, little girl?"

He turned toward Daniel, fury flashing in his eyes. "Daniel, explain this farce. Who is she?"

Daniel bowed slightly, voice oiled with false calm. "Prime Minister, forgive the interruption. She is... merely a girl His Highness took in. She doesn’t know her place. Please, ignore her."

The housekeeper, silent until now, suddenly spoke from the stand. His voice was rough, but it carried.

"That’s not true."

All eyes shifted to him.

"She is the First Princess of Riverum, legally recognized, officially adopted. By law, by right, that seat is hers in His Highness’s absence."

The Prime Minister’s brows furrowed deeply. He turned his head, eyes sweeping across the higher ranked officials seated around the hall.

true?" he

his gaze. One by one, they looked away, lips pressed tight. Silence stretched like a noose in

tone clipped with

doubt flickering across his face. What ability could she possibly have

of winning his recognition were less than five percent, if that. And yet here she

the Prime Minister muttered under his breath. But even as he said it, he knew he couldn’t be sure. He hadn’t been in Riverum for almost two years, sent away on an assignment that kept him

who else to turn to, he asked Daniel again, voice sharper. "Daniel. What is going

quickly, his mind racing. If this girl is truly acknowledged,

will take over. That would be far

back to the Prime Minister and said firmly, "Lord Prime Minister, it is not the truth.

hall erupted into

there. His gaze snapped toward the housekeeper, voice sharp like a blade. "And you, how dare you spread such lies when you yourself are the one responsible for His Highness’s condition? His Highness would never be absent if not for your treachery. You have no right

tense, divided eyes darting between the

the smooth authority of a man too sure of himself, "if you truly wish to hear this

froze. All eyes waited for

turned around, her eyes paused in the center of the hall, her calm gaze steady on him. Then, unexpectedly, she smiled.

even silenced a few whispers. Instead of storming or demanding her right again, she turned gracefully, walking past the crowded benches. Her steps echoed in the tense

exchanged confused glances, clearly unsure what she was planning, but no one dared speak. Their client’s life was hanging by a thread,

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