The butler even leisurely recited all sorts of death punishment one would get as a rebel.
"Death by a thousand cuts, death by guillotine, hanged, or burned alive."
The more the butler spoke, the paler Erick's face became.
The boy was already close to kneeling on the floor and kissing Isabella's toes, begging for forgiveness.
No! No! How could this toddler be so smart this time? Why didn't she just throw a tantrum like usual and abuse her authority as the queen?
Why did she suddenly bring the law here and handle everything in a justified manner?
Now, no one could say that she's a tyrant by doing this. After all, Erick was really the one in the wrong while Isabella was the victim.
If this was before, the position should be reversed.
Isabella would be the brainless villainess, Erick would be the dazzling hero of justice, and Lizeth would be the pitiful victim.
But everything changed!
Erick was so scared that he couldn't pay attention to Lizeth anymore.
Lizeth herself was also scared, afraid that she would be labelled as 'assisting the rebel.'
She's a princess, and as a part of the royalty, she could indeed become the next queen.
The charge of being a rebel would be heavier for her compared to Erick, who's only the son of a duke.
No! She didn't want to be demoted or killed!
While the two children, one only fifteen years old and the other thirteen years old, were panicking, the adults at the other side of the hall finally noticed the commotion over Isabella's place.
Duke Haldar, the prime minister and his son, the other three dukes, the kingdom's ministers, and even the royal concubines slowly received the news of what happened over there.
All of them thought that Isabella was throwing a tantrum like before or bullying someone that she didn't like.
But who would have known that the matter escalated to a serious degree. Especially Duke Haldar. The middle-aged man almost fainted when he heard the whole story.
A rebellion? A slap is equal to being a rebel?!
Duke Haldar rarely scolded his son.
He also let his son argue with Isabella, this so-called fiance ten years younger than his son, because he knew that Isabella was just a brat.
That brat was indeed a tyrant. She made common people suffer, and she was so arrogant that the nobles hated her.
But, remember, she was still a child. The one who truly made her into a tyrant was the prime minister, the true ruler of the kingdom.
Thus, Duke Haldar didn't care about Isabella's childish dispute with Lizeth and Erick.
As long as he remained loyal to the kingdom and restrained the prime minister bit by bit, he didn't care about the children's dispute.
But who would have known that he was suddenly labelled as a rebel in just one night? Indeed, what Isabella said was correct.
For Erick to dare slap her in front of the guests means he didn't put her as the queen in his eyes.
Even if Isabella was only a queen without any real power, she's still the Queen!
Harming the Queen is the same as rebelling toward the kingdom. And Duke Haldar, as Erick's father, would be the most suspicious.
Duke Haldar's face paled as he rushed to Erick and Isabella's place. In his mind, he's already scolding Erick to death.
Idiot son! You can argue with the queen, mock her and squabble with her. We will all treat it as child's play.
But when you slap her in public– don't you know you have gone too far?!
When Duke Haldar left the adults' gathering in a hurry, the others also followed behind Duke Haldar, either wanting to watch a show or curious about what was going on.
The prime minister, however, was a bit irritated by what had just happened.
Since when Isabella knew how to use the law as her shield and used her identity as the Queen properly?
The prime minister didn't expect Isabella to mature this fast just after one slap from her fiance that she never liked.
If the toddler was enlightened because of that one slap...damn that brat, Erick. Don't ruin his plan!
Despite the prime minister's dark thoughts, he kept a smile outside and dragged his ten-year-old genius son to see Isabella and the others.
When he arrived, he was in time to hear Duke Haldar apologising to Isabella with his back bent 45°.
"Forgive this vassal, your majesty. My son is too rude. I shall educate him later!"
Duke Haldar glossed over the rebellion issue and degraded the matter as only a careless banter between children.
"Erick is still young and not disciplined. This vassal will throw him into the military to be disciplined well. Don't worry, your majesty!"
Mariella could sense Duke Haldar's intention of protecting Erick, his son.
He rebuked Erick outside, but isn't he dismissing the previous matter with just a few words?
Mariella shook her head and sneered.
"Young? Fifteen years old is young! Hahaha! Uncle, you're too funny. I only believe in this saying, 'an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth'. So..."
Mariella looked at Erick with a smug smile, knowing that Duke Haldar wasn't an idiot.
He should have sensed what Mariella wanted to do.
Indeed, Duke Haldar immediately obeyed and grabbed his son's shoulder before ruthlessly forcing him to kneel in front of Isabella!
BRUGH!
"AHHH! Dad! You– "
The shocked Erick hadn't even understood what was going on when Duke Haldar furiously slapped the back of the young man's head.
SLAP!
That one slap was so loud and strong that Erick almost stumbled straight to Isabella's feet.
Duke Haldar even roared at his son.
"Kneel properly! Let her majesty educate you!"
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