Chapter 800 Loud Voice


    Rufus'' POV:


    An unending string of visitors came through the doors and overwhelmed the hall. Even before I


    could take hold of the totality of the number of guests, my father entrusted me in dealing with the


    situation. I was now in charge of all kinds of affairs of the empire.


    I was perched on the main chair at the head of the long table in this massive hall. At each side of


    the table were lined chairs holding up the councilors who were dignified to be there but respectful


    enough to sit on their chairs and not question my authority. Amidst the discourse of political affairs


    being thrown off from one side to the other, their echoed voices did nothing to get through to my


    head; my mind was gradually failing me.


    Still, I managed to sign a document and handed it to the secretary behind me, asking him to send it


    to the king immediately.


    "The border is growing stable now; but it has been a long time since the Alpha position was


    vacated. I fear it will only be a matter of time before it stirs the public and rouses chaos. Prince


    Rufus, please send a suitable person there as soon as possible. We must prevent any future


    unnecessary disturbances," a gray haired old councilor said.


    I propped my elbows and positioned my chin against my hands. His deration brought a thought in


    my mind for a while, and I said, "The border issue isplicated—moreplex than handling


    business here in the capital. We should not be hasty and approach this muddle, perhaps, differently


    and especially carefully. Many aspects need to be considered for this matter. Rest assured, I will


    provide you with a decision after discussing it with my father."


    Another one took that as an opening to ask one more question. "As for the two prisoners, Shawn


    and Cherry, what are you going to do with him, Prince Rufus?"


    I threw the inquirer a quick nce and pondered. "Considering that Shawn''s parents have had


    contributions to the werewolfmunity, that can waive him the death penalty, but they can''t shun


    the fact that he should be held responsible for what he had done. I hereby suggest Shawn be


    exiled. He shall never be able toe back to any werewolf pack for the rest of his life. As for


    Cherry, the daughter of the sinner, she hasn''t shown any remorse, and aside from that, she has


    repeatedly vited thew. Therefore, she will be sentenced to death."


    I heaved a lungful of air and exhaled relief. It was not until I sessfully convicted those two people


    that I felt a little better. It was as if by doing so, I was able to lift half of my burdens off my shoulders.


    The expression on the councilor''s face held satisfaction after my deration. Another one of them


    then mentioned ir again. "His parents have been appealing to ask what crime he hasmitted,


    and that curiosity is also extended by the lycan king."


    I tapped my fingers on the table restlessly. I was deep in thought and actually growing iparably


    irritable at the same time.


    Although ir''s parents had alreadypletely eased away from political affairs, they had once


    proven where their loyalty rested by risking their lives for the empire. In addition, ir had also


    made great contributions to the team of the royal pce guards. These matters were what made


    convicting him more difficult than what I did earlier to Shawn and Cherry. I simply couldn''t throw him


    in jail just because he took away my mate. Still, what he did was a grave offense worthy of


    punishment.


    I just couldn''t put him in jail with a convincing reason. But if he were to be let go, he would possibly


    harass Sylvia again.


    Damn it! The deeper I rode into my train of thoughts, the more riled up I got. I was the prince, but


    my title couldn''t even render my mate the protection she needed and deserved. I even had to


    anxiously put up my guard against the people around me.


    The words I articted in my mind got lost on their way to my mouth, and I instead asked


    expressionlessly, "How is ir doing in the dungeon?"


    A young councilor opened his mouth to say something but stopped on a second thought, as if he


    was too embarrassed to spit it out after realizing it was a notion he would have to swallow back


    down.


    "ir is doing great. He eats, sleeps, ys games and cards with the other guards from time to


    time, and even has his massage chair moved in the dungeon. His room has a small window, but it


    was enough for the afternoon sunlight to ooze through the room, allowing him to sunbathe."


    I felt a tick on my temples, closed my eyes, and inhaled sharp breath. It felt as though the air that


    reached my lungscerated my airway. Then I looked at them coldly. "Why does it not sound like


    he''s a prisoner waiting for his trial?"


    "Well... We can''t do anything about it, Prince Rufus. ir hasn''t been convicted of a crime yet, so


    we can''t do anything to him right now. Besides, we can''t deny that he''s been the head of the royal


    pce guards. Many soldiers in the prison used to work for him..."


    Iughed, but even that attempt was poor in taking the edge off the infuriation that was antagonizing


    me. Nothing aside from my unhappyugh echoed within the walls of the hall. I gritted my teeth and


    said, "Alright, I get it. It seems to me that he''s having the time of his life in the dungeon, so I''ll let him


    have some more fun there!"


    Disorientation was spelled throughout the councilor''s visage. He probably didn''t know how to react.


    "So... Should we still keep him in the dungeon?" he asked cautiously. I had to give it to him; he was


    persistent and courageous.


    I pursed my lips and said coldly, "Of course. If my father asks, just tell him that ir has been


    cursed by Noreen and can''t control his behavior, so he needs to be temporarily imprisoned, while


    we wait for the curse to be undone. If ir''s parents appeal again, offer them the same


    exnation." "Understood, Prince Rufus." The councilors soon emptied the meeting room after


    finishing more discussions about state affairs.


    I checked the time. It was alreadyte, and no one aside from me would be here for the time being.


    I breathed a sigh of relief and pulled my tie loose, as if to lose the knots on my back conceived by


    stress. A sense of tiredness surged up. I missed Sylvia very much. Although her escape from the


    imperial pce pissed me off, my heart ached when I thought of her being shackled. She didn''t


    deserve to be treated that way.


    At this time, a knock on the door fastened back the loops on my muscles tight. I immediately eased


    up when Maya entered, bringing my meal with a servant.


    I was a little surprised by her presence here today. Normally, she would be serving Sylvia. Why was


    she here now?


    "Is there anything wrong with Sylvia?" I asked.


    Maya''s face looked terribly awful, her voiceced with worry. "Prince Rufus, Miss Todd''s wolf is


    howling and making weird noises in her room. The window to her chamber is wide open, and we


    could hear her even from a considerable distance," she breathed. "The surrounding guards and


    aristocrats living in the imperial pce have allined to the lycan king."Text ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.