The Cursed Prince's Strange Bride

If HATE had a colour, the colour would have filled the entire palace that evening.

Everyone had thought the only woman to hate in the palace was Queen Arya; they had no idea there was another crazy person waiting to unlock her madness.

Not only had she not shown up at the court, but the children of those she had arrested for failing to join the courtroom were still imprisoned.

None of them knew what to do. Thankfully, Harvey had sent information that Tyra was ill and wouldn't be attending court today. Sir Richard had offered to bear the consequences and had dispersed the noblemen, agreeing to take responsibility if anything were to happen. However, he could do nothing about their arrested children.

Tyra, however, was not pleased when she heard that, and that made her craziness grow wild. She yelled and scattered everything she could lay her hands on from the bed where she was being treated.

She was the ruler now. How could they call her sick? How could they disobey her orders?

Her actions made it difficult for the physician to get her wound treated, and the poor young man could only watch and pray he gets quickly done with this so he could leave in a hurry.

But when another guard knocked and entered the room to give her another piece of information, he knew that he was not going to be done anytime soon.

Whenever someone came in, it was to give her more bad news.

One minute she was crying about her face; the next she was yelling and cursing at the noblemen for leaving the court and swearing to execute all their children. The next, she was yelling at the stupid guard for losing sight of Alvin outside the palace. Damian hadn't been found either.

And then she almost went even crazier when she heard that Lance, of all people, had rescued Paulina.

"I WILL KILL ALL OF THEM!" She yelled in anger, and as the frustrated physician tried to reach for her face to rub some more ointment on her cut, she grabbed his hand and gave him a good bite that made him scream in pain.

It was like she was pouring all of her anger and grievances into that one bite, making the physician scream even louder until she let go of him.

"GET LOST AND GET ME THE HEAD PHYSICIAN!" She said this as she pushed him away, his blood shimmering on her teeth.

"WHY WAS IT SO DIFFICULT TO TREAT A WOUND?"

The physician looked at her, trying to hide his grievance. Maybe if she wasn't moving about too much, he would have been done with it a long time ago!

He looked at the bite on his hand and just hoped that whatever craziness she had wouldn't be shared with him.

He didn't bother to stay there any longer. He picked up his things and left in a hurry while Tyra's chest continued to rise and fall in anger.

But as if all her humiliation was not enough, she was informed that the physician was 'busy'. He had just finished attending to Luciana and was attending to Princess Amber, who had fallen unconscious again.

"Get. Out." She said as she looked ahead in anger, her hands forming fists and clenching hard on the bedsheets.

"ALL OF YOU! GET OUT!" She yelled at the others in the room, and they all ran out, shutting the door with a bang and leaving only her inside.

Her chest rose so high that it looked like it would touch her jawline.

"AM.BER," she said with a dark voice and a stern look in her eyes.

Because of her, she was being treated like this.

She was a princess!

Everything would have been perfect with the initial plan. Everyone would have thought Beth and Amber had killed each other. The queen would have been blamed for ordering Beth to kill Princess Amber and the Beta's nightmare in Amber's blood would have served as proof.

Tyra would have been the perfect witness that night. By now, she would have been living the life she has always envisioned.

At that last minute, she had even stabbed herself to make sure Amber would be killed for trying to kill her, if they wouldn't kill her because of Beth. She hadn't wanted to take chances.

Yet she had been looked down on!

She would have killed her. She had to kill her before Prince Harold woke up.

Paulina would have died too.

Damian needs to die too, since he was the one taking all the blame for them. The queen would also get executed for all Damian had done.

Everyone needs to die before Harold wakes up!

She began to shake in fear and raised her knees as she sat to hug her body.

"If there is anyone capable of killing anyone in this room, it is I."

She shook her head to try to get rid of Amber's voice. "NO!" She yelled at the voice in her head.

"You have killed me a million times in your head because that is as far as you can go."

She shook her head harder and covered both ears with her hands.

"You cannot harm Paulina, either. Even a mere maid of mine cannot be killed by a weakling like you."

"GO AWAY!" She slapped her ears harder until they were bright red and buried her face in her knees while she continued trying to shake that voice out of her head.

"You. Can't. Kill. Me."

"I CAN!" She yelled back at the voice in tears.

"You may want to get it treated before it scars forever. However, I do doubt you'd live a long life, so it shouldn't matter."

"GO AWAY! I WILL KILL YOU! I WILL KILL YOU!"

Tyra could not hear anything else except Amber's voice in her head. So when she felt Amber try to kill her, she raised her head and made the first move.

She pulled the last hairpin from her hair and stabbed it right on Amber's neck, the blood splattering all over and filling Tyra's face.

Tyra looked at Amber's wide eyes and open mouth. She saw how Amber stared at her with a mixture of fear and disbelief like she could not imagine she died in her hands. Amber touched the pin on her neck as she fell to the floor, quietly gasping for life with her eyes still wide open.

Seeing this sight, Tyra gasped loudly and began to laugh in joy.

"I killed you!"

"I KILLED YOU!"

"I KILLED YOU! HAHAHAHA!"

She got up from her bed and looked at Amber.

"It was Prince Harold." Tyra said with pride.

"He taught me how to kill in one strike."

"Your husband killed you! Hahaha!"

A scream shocked Tyra, and she turned to the door to see a maid who had just entered with a tray of food. The tray fell to the floor, causing a loud clattering sound to fill the room.

"She... is dead, isn't she?" Tyra asked the maid in a glad tone while pointing at Amber's dead body, lying in her pool of blood.

The frightened maid withdrew backward, her eyes moving between the body on the floor and the crazy princess.

As soon as she got out of the chamber, she took to her heels, screaming along as she ran.

The princess had gone mad!

Tyra stared at the door in confusion before she looked back at the body with a grin.

However, the grin soon began to vanish when she noticed Amber's body changing.

"NO! Where... are you going?" She yelled at the body.

Unfortunately for her, her scolding didn't do anything because Amber's body had transformed into Tyra's maid, who had previously run into the room to check on her mistress.

"Where... is Am-ber?" Tyra asked in shock, and when the realization of what she had just done hit her, she let out a scream and fell on the floor, right beside the body.

Seeing the blood on her hands made her sick. She panted in fear and forced herself up, even though she kept tripping on her dress.

She hurried to her dressing table, throwing out everything with shaky hands as she looked for a certain potion. But no matter how hard she tried, there was nothing.

Because this morning, she had poured out the last one, confidently claiming, "A queen doesn't need this."

Well, maybe she was no queen after all.