"This traitor! I should have killed him!"

When the news of the Krem guard being killed by Pavel reached the Winter Palace of Ice, Caterina was furious. As a tsar, what Caterina hated most was betrayal. However, over the years, more and more people have betrayed her. First the nobles of Erengrad, then the poor men of the North, and now, even their own sons are against them. In a fit of rage, snow-white fangs emerged from the queen's lips, and the ice-white face instantly became hideous and terrifying.

As a high-level wizard under the Ice Queen, Erin just stood in place, not daring to say anything, and only after a long time did she raise her head and say slowly-

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's not good to kill Pavel at this time. He is the prince of Kislev, and Rhodes in the north is stirring up more people to rebel against us, and if we start civil strife again and stab the prince to death, it will undoubtedly increase the panic among the people. ”

"Panic ......"

Caterina muttered to herself, perhaps the witch's words reminding her that the Ice Queen's hideous face was fading. Instead, there was a face that was no different from that of an ordinary person, only extremely pale.

Pavel is naïve, stupid, stubborn, rebellious and ignorant, but one way or another, he is the prince of Kislev. Since the last Kislev riot, the people have been in a state of extreme distrust of the royal power, and if there is another incident of beheading the prince at this time, I am afraid that a new wave will surge again. The war is raging in the north, and Caterina knows what's at stake.

As a queen, she actually knows everything. It's just that the kingdom is on the verge of crisis, and without strong measures, the country is in chaos faster.

Or is it better to take care of the dead......

Caterina whispered inwardly. Her hands brushed over the armrests of the Ice Throne, and she seemed to feel the power coming from the catacombs. Thousands of undead are roaring, and that's her treasure. Owning them is like owning a group of obedient children. Unlike human beings, their minds are ever-changing, one second, you are still in control of them, and the next second, they may have the idea of overthrowing you. Caterina was tired of the uncertainty and the unknown.

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"What are you going to do?!I'm Prince Pavel of Kislev! Who gave you such power to seal my house!"

In the depths of the Bandagar Palace, Pavel angrily shouted at the guards who had come to detain him, but the loyal Krem guards were indifferent to the prince's heart-rending roar. Even, they stared at the little prince with a look of disdain. For them, the deranged man in front of them is first and foremost the murderer of their companions, and secondly the prince of shit in Kislev.

Had it not been for the Queen's desire to spare his life, a group of Praetorian soldiers would have killed the weak prince long ago.

So, even if Pavel shouted to cut his throat, it didn't help. The men cordoned off his house, and the Queen's Praetorian Army took over Pavel's personal guard. The young men who had killed the two Krem guards were even arrested and imprisoned for treason. Pavel knew what his deranged mother would do. Perhaps, they will be killed and resurrected as slaves of vampires. 1800 Literature

"Damn, you remember for me, I will pay back everything you have done in the future!"

Pavel was placed under house arrest in his room, yelling angrily. But the soldiers were indifferent, and if it weren't for the queen's orders, the Krem guards would have beaten up the waste prince.

Finally, after some tossing, the door was slammed shut. Heavily armed guards stood outside the gate, guarding the gate to the death. This time, the number of guards increased tenfold, reaching twenty. The name is to send additional guards to ensure the safety of the prince. But normal people know that Pavel was completely placed under house arrest by his mother.

The night is as desolate as water.

The young prince lay on the windowsill, and he kept thinking, and the past was unfolding before his eyes. When did his mother become a vampire? Became a monster who is not human or ghost? So, is he not ruthless enough? Maybe he should learn from his mother's methods—only if he is ruthless enough can he win this struggle.

Or maybe Dennis's words are right. What capital do you have now to argue with the Ice Queen? There is no one, no money, and now she is deprived of her freedom. Became a waste themselves? Yes, waste...... Nothing can be done!

Pavel roared in his heart, he didn't want to be this piece of waste. Waste in the eyes of others......

He wants to do a lot of things, a lot of things. But fate always seemed to play a joke on him. He's like an unlucky copper plate, always with his back side up.

Only Dennis understands him...... Pavel remembered the lovely and pitiful lover again. Now, both of them are under house arrest. There is no chance at all. He had promised to give Dennis freedom, but now it seemed like a long way off. Pavel knew his mother's character, she was a ruthless woman, and this house arrest could last a lifetime! Unless Caterina died one day, it would be impossible for him to go out again. But the life of a vampire is almost immortal, and when Caterina dies?Pavel felt fear in his heart, this fear came from time, and he was afraid that when he died of old age, his monster mother would still be as young as she is now.

You have to do something about it. But what can he do? He can't even fight. Jailbreak? Not to mention. If only Dennis could come and be there for him at this time. He wanted to be locked in a room with her, so that he would be willing to ...... even if he died. However, the reality is that they are separated by heavy stone walls, separated by the old devil Katarina. All those who opposed her were killed, or put in a dungeon.

Alas......

The night was bleak, and Pavel let out a deep sigh.

Dennis, can you hear me? Can you understand my distress? No one answered him, and outside the window, a pitch-black crow perched on a high platform, staring at him with a pair of blood-red eyes.

Pavel hated crows the most, birds that lived in the darkness and always appeared like ghosts on the windowsill after people had fallen asleep. He picked up the bottle on the table and threw it at the quiet crow. But the raven flapped its wings and flew away, and a wind swept up, with a smell of death and rancidness......