Villains also get Second chance

Chapter 221: Who would win the close combat?!

Cassius pov

"You know it is too early to go to the marquees palace?" 'God damn it, it was 3am at night. It was not like the palace would vanish when the first ray of sun would fall over it! It was there since ages, it could stay that way one more day too, without our intervene' 

Killian when entered last night did not leave the chamber at all. He just sat there and since it was already late. It just took him an hour more to drag me out of the chamber towards the carriage.

Even the knights were looking surprised with the sudden order of leaving. Though they were standing alert like always their eyes were looking tired.

I was one hell of a tired later but now my head was hurting like someone hammered me.

"It is a three hour ride father, if we would leave early we can reach there in the morning and bring mother back till night"

"Why would it be a problem if we reach there at noon and then bring her back till night?" I asked as I could clearly see the reason written on her face.

"Father, if we go early ew would be able to see mother and sir James training" he said with a dreamy look on his face as his eyes shone more than stars.

"Ha, your mother would be sleeping comfortably. Has she ever woken up before 8. I have hardly seen her in the office since I started working." 

He looked at me with a smile. "Would you say that in front of mother, father" 

'This little boy is getting more and more bold with every passing day."

"Killian, you should learn to behave. You are getting out of hand these days ``I rebuked and he shut his mouth and looked out the window.

I closed my eyes to get some rest, though it was pretty difficult. I spent my half day in the carriage today. All the muscles of my body were turning stiff.

"Your highness, we have reached the palace" 

After what felt like an eternity we finally reached the palace. This was the first time that i have visited somewhere without invitation and advance announcement. The shock was evident in the eyes of guards and servants roaming around.

They bowed the instant they saw us but they were looking a bit panicked.

"Your highness, welcome to the marquees palace." they all wished together.

We needed it as we entered.

"Go and inform marquess Essendson that we are here for meeting him"

"We apologise, your highness. My lord is not in the palace he have gone for two days trip in the south area for a business deal" 

"I can understand, then i will trouble you to inform sir James then" i said and that panic returned. In fact they shivered further than even Killian noticed.

We both eyed each other and asked again, "where is lord Killian and Marianne?" my voice was authoritative this time and they looked at each other and gulped.

"Your highness, lord James is in the training ground and so is her highness" they said in a quivering tone and we both walked straight towards the training ground intrigued.

I knew that was not the way to enter their property but I was sure they were having a match again.

But as we reached there I was stunned to see her covered in the dust and mud laying on the ground while rubbing her back with a painful expression. It was clear that she was flipped or pushed on the ground and the person who did it was none other than her brother who was standing there laughing.

But before we could intervene he gave her a hand for support and I held Killian's shoulder so that he did not interfere, but what happened next widened our eyes. He flipped her and threw her on the ground again face first as the soil entered her nostrils and mouth.

"Marianne"

"Mother, are you okay?" Killian ran to her and she turned stiff. The first thing that dumb woman did was to check her clothes and face and adjust them instead of standing up and i shook my head.

Who cared if her face had a bit of mud. We were more concerned if her muscles were ruptured!!

"Marianne are you okay?" I asked as I held her hand and helped her in standing up. Killian dusted her clothes and smoothed them further. Both mother and son cared only about clothes!!

'Should i reconsider my decision to entrust Killian to her' 

"What are you doing here, your highness?" asked James, raising a brow.

"We are here to visit marquess.'' I replied raising my chin, this man was like a sore thumb, always poking me without any rhyme or reason.

"Is that so. Then I shall ask my aid to escort you to the meeting room to meet your mother. Father is not in the town" he pointed and the man moved towards us bowing, waiting for us to follow him.

"Since marquess is not here. It would not be appropriate to meet Monique alone. Don't you think you shall accompany us, sir James"

"Well, she is your mother in law and the kid is with you. So I do not think it is as inappropriate as you deem it to be. I would have accompanied you, your highness, but as you can see we are in the middle of a battle and I can not leave it like that." he said, looking at Marianne's whole face already looking beaten. She would not be able to stand for long against him.

"I apologies but i would like to take my wife to accompany me at least" 

He shook his head as he did not believe in my reasoning at all, "your highness, there is only one way for her to leave. I need a new partner so you have to take her palace." he added and it was clear from his eyes that he was not joking and if i would not agree then the crude would beat his own sister further.

"Fine, let's get over it then" I said as I took my position and he smirked.