As they looked at the three men, Howard and Garwin observed them in shock.
"Who? Who is my son?" Garwin asked in desperation.
"You still need others to answers it?" Caryn scoffed, "What kind of a father are you?"
The three men simply looked at them with no emotions in their eyes, as if they were watching strangers.
It was the Queen and Howard’s stepbrother—Lenard—the son born of their father with another woman. Unlike them, Lenard didn’t have the royal bloodline, as only the children born of the queen—the previous queen—were considered true heirs.
Lenard arrived with his two sons, Rhys and Isac.
"Here is your son," Caryn said as she looked at Lenard’s younger son, Isac.
Garwin and Howard turned to look at him, stunned. Isac indeed resembled Garwin—more so than he resembled Lenard. But they had all accepted him as Lenard’s son, assuming it was just a coincident. But...
Isac looked at the two men. He had been told the entire truth about his reality just a while ago, and he was saddened by what his father and grandfather had done. There was not a tinge of affection in his eyes for them.
All these years, he had seen how Howard and Garwin treated them. The two always looked down on them and mocked them at every opportunity, simply because Lenard didn’t have royal blood. Lenard, on the other hand—despite not being his biological father—had treated him just as well as he treated Rhys, his own son. Isac had never felt any difference, never doubted his place. For him, Lenard and his wife were his real parents, and Rhys, his real brother—and that would never change.
The two men standing in front of him were nothing but murderers: the ones who had killed his mother and tried to kill a newborn child.
"My son?" Garwin asked Lenard. "Why do you have him? How?"
Lenard explained, "The doctor who handled your wife’s delivery was my friend. Through him, I found out what you two were planning. He felt terrible for the baby he had just helped bring into this world. While you thought the baby was killed, I had already taken him away with the help of that doctor and the hospital staff.
My only intention was to protect the innocent child. That’s why I never told you about Isac. I kept him hidden until he turned five and then brought him into my family as my adopted son. Even now, I had no wish to reveal this secret to anyone—it was something I had planned to take to my grave. But then Caryn convinced me. And I thought I shouldn’t keep him deprived of his rights as a royal blood."
Lenard looked at Isac, "Whatever you decide, I am with you. It’s your life, your choice."
Isac simply hummed.
"My son?" Garwin said again and took a step toward Isac, but Isac stepped back. "I’m not your son."
"I am your father," Garwin insisted, his eyes moist.
"My father is already standing beside me," Isac said coldly, firmly taking Lenard’s hand. "He is the only father I have. I don’t know you."
"I didn’t want to kill you. I never wanted the throne. It’s just... my father forced me back then..."
"And you listened to him?" Isac countered. "A man who couldn’t protect his own wife and child—who didn’t even try to fight for them—does not deserve to be called a man. I will never recognize you as my father, nor do I wish to be recognized as someone of royal origin. I would rather live as the adopted son of my father, Lenard."
Garwin could only shed tears, while Howard looked as though he had lost everything—and that there was no point in fighting anymore. They were taken away to be punished according to Belvorn’s law.
Charlotte’s cries echoed as she too was led away. "No, I am the princess of this country. You can’t do this to me...."
The queen went to Lenard and thanked him for what he had done.
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