THE FORBIDDEN PASSION OF THE RULER
Cheap Bird!

Latizia is still with Ximus. The man with blond hair and golden netra looked seriously asked about his relationship with Milano.

Indeed, Ximus was a bit reluctant but he could not help himself. As a result, when Latizia wanted to visit her mother Ximus finally ventured.

"I'm sorry, but I just don't want you to continue being the impeachment of Veronica's false accusations."

"I see," muttered Latizia who was standing in front of Queen Artefea's room.

"You're married to prince Delvin. But, I feel like your relationship is enough.."

"Not so good. We are not like a husband and wife in general" replied Latizia a gaze that held wounds and sadness.

Ximus was silent for a moment. He had no idea what was going on with Latizia and Delvin. His heart was quite restless to see the closeness of Latizia with the brothers, especially the man who always waving murder every meet him.

"L.Then what about prince Milano?"

Latizia did not answer. He was stunned and silent as the name was quite difficult to describe. From Latizia's heavy face, Ximus concluded that Milano must have had a special relationship with this woman.

"If you don't want to answer that, I can understand. You guys might.."

"We don't have a special relationship" Latizia replied. He knows that his relationship with Milano does not deserve to be said as a bond worth announcing.

"You mean?"

"Well, Milano is indeed my brother-in-law and he's a good man. The moment we met he would definitely give advice for my household with his sister," Origin Latizia replied in a nod of understanding by Ximus.

"But, I'm sure Milano isn't the wise sister-in-law type," Inner Ximus only kept his perception.

"Well, let's meet my mom!"

"A.iya. Come on!" Bring Latizia into the room when Ximus has opened the door.

It appeared that a middle-aged woman who was still so beautiful with the same characteristic hair and color as Ximus was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Mom!"

Call Ximus softly. The woman turned her head and immediately flashed a friendly smile at Latizia.

"It's.."

"Princess Latizia of the Garalden kingdom!" Sela Ximus seemed to be excited than usual. Queen Artefea was silent for a moment but immediately waved a sign Latizia should approach.

"Come here! It's an honor to meet such a smart and beautiful woman as you, princess!"

"me too. Her Majesty the Queen is indeed so warm even her aura is very young," Praise Latizia was good at carrying herself.

He was told to sit near the smiling Queen Artefea looking at the face of Latizia who was so beautiful and very distinctive. Garalden people are known for their physical and natural beauty.

"Daughter! I saw you last night at the party. But, no time to say hello."

"Well, because the atmosphere is crowded. But, now I am lucky to meet you," Latizia replied with a warm smile that never faded even the pretty eyes sank because the cheeks were raised sincerely.

Ximus was so misbehaved to see it and was very aware by Queen Artefea who could only dampen his thinking.

"Your Majesty! How are you doing? Prince Ximus said you were injured in a fire last night."

"Okay, it's just a small wound. It's just that my son is too much to let me out" replied Queen Artefea staring exasperatedly at Ximus who immediately crouched down in front of his mother.

"Mom! I'm worried about you. What wrong?"

"Based on you," The careless Queen Artefea rubbed Ximus' head gently.

Latizia silence. Ximus' spoiled interaction with his mother reminds Latizia of his mother. It felt like he was so longing for their moment of togetherness that even his chest began to feel tight.

Feeling like she was about to cry here, Latizia immediately stood up forcing a smile.

"alright. Your Majesty and the prince I say goodbye first. There's still work to be done."

"Princess Latizia you.."

"May we heal quickly!" Latizia said rushing away as Ximus wanted to talk.

The man stood looking at Latizia's departure with a sigh of heaviness and displeasure.

"Mom!"

"You like it?"

Ximus surprised. His face immediately met and tried to avoid eye contact with the smiling Queen Artefea.

"S..Like what?!"

"Son! You don't lie to me. Sit down!" Pinta Queen Artefea pulled the arm of Ximus sitting next to her.

"You like Latizia's daughter?"

"I..Ja. She's an attractive woman" muttered Ximus with a look of foresight.

Queen Artefea turned to gripping the back of her son's hand seriously.

"Son! He's already married. You know, don't you?! If they.."

"But, Latizia's not happy, Mom! She's not happy with her wedding" Sela Ximus chuckles.

Queen Artefea was silent. Honestly, he was afraid that his son would get into trouble because the Madison people were very cruel and cunning.

"Damus! I know if you fall for her. But, son! We both know that dealing with the Madison empire must be careful. Your father said it, didn't he?"

"I knew. I can definitely get it my own way, Mom!"

"But.."

"Mother just relax. I promise I won't take any big risks" Sela Ximus gives the Queen Artefea peace that she doesn't want to deal too much with Madison's kingdom.

"Norang! I miss my mom and dad!" Latizia muttered sitting on the edge of the bed with teary eyes.

He rubbed the clean soft fur of Ninu which as usual was always calm and seemed familiar with Latizia.

"I wish I hadn't gotten married that day. If only I had been smarter then I would have been a father and a mother. A. I. I can definitely still see them," Lirih Latizia quivered with tears coming out just like that.

Sadness, longing and despair enveloped this room. Latizia spoke with a soft breath and a heavy hoarse voice.

"S.I shouldn't have let them go. Should've.."

"After meeting the in-laws and crying. It's perfect!"

Latizia immediately wiped the tears on her cheeks then stared intently at the figure of the man who was leaning on the door leaf with a flat gaze that was so domineering.

"K.kau.kau out!"

Milano silence. He saw Latizia's eyes still wanting to shed the clear liquid and the rhythm of the woman's breath was quite unstable.

"K..Out!!" Patizia's pinta with a rising voice.

When Milano did not budge, he immediately stood with Ninu flying up to the seat in front of him.

Latizia approached Milano with her hands pushing the burly shoulders of the man in the suit to get out of this room.

"Get out!! You don't understand human language, do you?!!" Shouted Latizia because she could not bear to stem the tightness in her chest.

Even so, Milano was still silent as if Latizia's encouragement was just a morning breeze.

"K..Get out! I'm.i..."

Latizia still held back her cries until she leaned against the wall at the side quite weakly.

"T.leave me alone, hiks!"

Finally the stuffing escaped. Latizia smothered her face with both hands but Milano immediately pulled Latizia's waist into his arms.

"M.they are not because of my stupidity, hiks! They must hate me!"

Milano was silent. It was like opening the chest of his field wide to become a backstop for Latizia who blamed herself for the cruelty of others.

"If.if only I hadn't married for sure.surely they still exist, hiks! It's all because of me!! I'm the one who's supposed to die first, hiks!"

"Why is my chest so tight?!" It was like Milano felt that wound. His stiff hand slowly raised rubbed the head of Latizia who was still burrowing her face in her chest.

Milano wanted to say a sedative sentence but he didn't know what?! Milano is not a man who can persuade sweetly or say unrealistic. Sometimes his words can pierce someone's reality.

"I..I'm the torch, Dad!"

"That's it. Your nose wet my shirt," muttered Milano awkwardly but instantly made Latizia push her chest strong but the woman was pushed back.

"You are a cruel man!!" Maki Latizia was upset not playing.

He rubbed his tears and snot in the nose with both cheeks red because in the ledek Milano is very annoying.

Milano who did not know what to do could only rub his neck awkwardly.

"It's good you wet my expensive shirt."

"D.basically heartless," muttered Latizia as she swiped her red nose as it began to clog.

Seeing Latizia who looked back fierce Milano so relieved. He did not like to hear this woman's cry especially the fragile side of Latizia that made him always want to kill the people who were the cause.

"Good! You're back to normal."

"Go there! I don't want to be in touch with a guy like you!" Ketus Latizia breezed back towards Ninu whom she brought out.

That beautiful pigeon Latizia put in a cage. However, when he took the box where Ninu's food turned out to be exhausted.

"Looks like I should buy outside," muttered Latizia gathered a little special Voer that was indeed in a concocted with complete nutrition for the beauty of the feathers and the sound of her beloved bird.

Milano stared intently at Latizia's snow-white dove eyes, which suddenly shrieked. He rebelled in a cage, leaving Latizia confused.

"Why? You're not usually like this," Anxious Latizia took out Ninu who was perched on her arm.

In Ninu's view, Milano was an eagle so powerful it wanted to finish him off. He continued to hide behind Latizia's clueless body.

"You were here first, huh? I'll buy your food outside!"

"Pampered bird only. Just give him a worm," Relax Milano seemed to underestimate Ninu who seemed to dislike the presence of Milano.

"He's not like your bird. CHEAPO!"

JLEB...

Latizia's words immediately pierced to the ten hearts of Milano who sculpted. He seemed to be in disbelief at the insults Latizia gave to the valuable assets that subjugated the women.

"What did you say?"

"Prosperity. My pigeons are very special. He's nothing like KAU" Ketus Latizia hung the cage Ninu had put in and left without any mercy to leave Milano.

"Murahan," Milano growled with flames of fury burning and lightning striking all over his body.

Ninu who saw that instantly rebelled in the cage like a half-dead fear.

"He compares me to you. Bird is not worth it," Hardik Milano darkly flicked his finger until a swarm of eagles that had been monitoring up there immediately stormed into the cage of Ninu.

Milano doesn't care. He goes after Latizia who doesn't care about him. The woman was very proud and difficult to subdue.

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