Isabella no longer got close to Byron and hung around other shady people, such as the prime minister's faction, instead.
Old Byron was powerless. He's only a butler, and the old king passed away too suddenly to give him authority as Isabella's guardian.
In the end, the guardian position ended up at the prime minister's hand, and Old Byron was reduced to being just an old, useless butler.
"This servant receives the order. Don't worry, your majesty. This servant will do the mission perfectly."
Old Byron hid his grievance and slowly left the bedroom to do his mission.
Even though the royal guards couldn't possibly kidnap Duke Fez with Duke Fez's strong military power and his own capable martial arts, the royalty still had hidden guards to do missions like this.
That night, Old Byron sent over twenty hidden guards to kidnap Duke Fez.
They even used all sorts of non-dangerous drugs to affect Duke Fez' combat ability and managed to kidnap the duke before the duke's people could react.
Duke Fez' mansion was in chaos, but no one dared to save Duke Fez even after knowing the mastermind behind the kidnapping.
After all, the mastermind was surprisingly the royalty and the only one who could move the hidden guards was only the current queen!
Duke Fez' people didn't make a move without Duke Fez' instruction and could only believe that the little queen wouldn't harm Duke Fez.
Maybe she had other plans in mind…
At the same time, Duke Fez himself knew that he was kidnapped and brought to the royal castle.
He could have escaped if he had used all his trump cards and the hidden guards he cultivated in secret.
But when he realised that the one who wanted to kidnap him might be the little tyrant, he stopped struggling.
The young duke, who was only in his early thirties, let the royal hidden guards tie his feet and hands while secretly trying to guess what the little tyrant wanted to do.
The duke closed his eyes as he recalled the face of a three-year-old princess. At that time, she wasn't as chubby as now, and her face wasn't as vicious as it is today too.
She could only be described as a soft and obedient little princess, the one who could arouse everyone' affection for her with just a simple smile.
"Uncle, uncle! Isabella draws this! Look!"
Duke Fez seemed to hear three-year-old Isabella's voice when she snuck out to meet him at the castle.
Her sparkling crimson eyes when she looked at him while lifting the doodles she drew were so innocent, without a hint of impurities.
But in just two years, that pair of eyes changed into that of a demon.
Viciousness seemed to be carved into her bones, and her eyes only held contempt and malicious intents.
Her willfulness was over the top, and her violent tendencies were even worse.
She ordered people to be executed without batting an eyelid, believing that this was the way of the queen and it wasn't wrong to do so.
For the past two years...Duke Fez went to fight at the border, and when he came back a month ago, it was already too late.
The lovely child he knew two years ago was gone, replaced by a tyrant with no heart.
Duke Fez had never seen Isabella face-to-face anymore and had only seen her from afar.
But in the end, he didn't try to meet her. The child was already corrupted to that degree.
What else could he do? Would she still remember him as the 'uncle' who often played with her when she was still a child?
Duke Fez shook his head as he waited for the royal hidden guards to carry him to the castle.
His heart was already cold, and he didn't truly care for the royalty anymore. The old king and queen were gone, the cabinet was in a mess, and the little queen was corrupted.
He couldn't love the royal family anymore and only had contempt for them.
While Duke Fez was reminiscing about the past Isabella, Isabella herself was sleeping soundlessly.
She believed that Byron would do his job well, and she would see Duke Fez right after she opened her eyes.
Indeed, the next day, right when the sun had just risen, Mariella vaguely heard rustling noises in her bedroom and couldn't help but open her eyes in a slight annoyance.
She's actually a morning person, but Isabella wasn't.
Mariella's acting skill that she honed when she became a businesswoman, quickly kicked in.
Mariella opened her eyes abruptly and rose from the bed with her eyebrows furrowed tightly.
A hint of ruthlessness flashed in her crimson eyes, and the whole child's body was emitting a cold aura of a tyrant.
"So noisy! What is it? What happens? Old man! Come here!"
Mariella rubbed her eyes and rang the bell, not noticing a certain adult being tied to a chair not far from her place.
After all, the curtains were still there, blocking the sunlight from illuminating the bedroom.
Duke Fez's figure was perfectly concealed within the darkness.
Old Byron immediately entered the bedroom and opened half of the curtain to let the sunlight enter the bedroom.
After that, he quickly stood beside Mariella and kneeled on one knee.
"Good morning, your majesty. This servant has completed your order. Duke Fez is right in front of you."
Byron pointed at the young man in his sleepwear tied to the chair right across from Isabella's king-sized bed.
When Mariella heard Byron's words, a trace of surprise flashed through her eyes, but she quickly hummed arrogantly and nodded.
"Good, good! You did a good job, old man. I'll raise your bonus this month."
Duke Fez– get!
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