At first, Jeffery had wondered why the king would give such a humiliating punishment to lady Catherine but the prince's words made perfect sense. He did not want to on the topic as he was scared that the prince would only get irritated and kill Lady Catherine or the king.

Not that he cares about those two, he knew the prince will regret his decision since he did not want to be responsible for the death of his family.

"She agreed to met," the prince was excited by the news.

"Yes, your highness. She said you should meet her at the old tree," Jeffrey nodded his head. Prince Sebastian nodded his head.

"Also the Queen would be fighting the battle of truth with General Thompson in a few days," Jeffery said.

"What?" The prince was surprised by the piece of news.

....

"Son," Queen magret called as she pulled prince Sebastian into a hug. Nobody seeing these two would believe that this was the Queen and the famous cursed prince feared by all.

They were currently in their usual meet up points deep inside the bush inside the Avalo royal palace. This part of the palace only had trees and Bushes. It was only occasionally used to train the younger generation. The old tree was the middle points and had a clearing, that made it the perfect spot.

It was the best point to meet since no one could see them unless the person was close by.

Prince Sebastian wrapped his hand around his mother. He could not explain why she always acted indifferently towards him when they were in a gathering.

She rarely agrees to meet him and when she does, he always holds on to him like she missed him. It was also the only time he felt her love.

"Why?" Was the question he always had in mind to ask her. After hugging him for a long time she finally let him go.

"How are you? I heard you got hurt, how did it happen?" The Queen asked as her eyes looked around his body for any hurt or discomfort.

"I am fine mother, it was just a stab," prince Sebastian replied casually seeing that his mother was worried.

"Don't lie to your mother, if it was that simple you should have returned to the palace yesterday. Moreover, I already found out you lost consciousness a simple state can not do that to you," the Queen said. Her voice was filled with irritation.

"It's nothing mother, just a little poison," prince Sebastian said but this only made his Queen frown her brows more.

"How did you even get stab the first place," the Queen question.

Prince Sebastian sigh, he was not used to his mother worrying about him. No, she never seemed to bother, so why was she getting all walked up.

"It's nothing Mother, I am fine. I did not just want My wife at the Royal court," he replied.

"I can tell you are fine but don't get careless and get stabbed. What if it had been in your heart," the Queen scolded him.

"I will be careful mother, just stop with the worry. I prefer to see you looking stronger and brave," Prince Sebastian said a bitter smile playing on his lips.

"Then don't get stabbed and worry your mother to death," the Queen replied.

The prince shook his head. "I think I would get stabbed more often so you would agree to meet me," prince Sebastian said. He could not explain how happy he felt seeing her so worried about him.

"No, don't do that son," Queen Magret shook her head. "Don't you have to take care of yourself? Besides you got yourself a wife. Who would protect her if you die? The King would surely make her life miserable," Queen magret said.

"Okay, mother, I will take care of myself. You should do the same. What is this I hear about you fighting a battle of truth with General Thompson?" The prince raised his brows.

"It's nothing, it's just time I kill him already, I don't want you having to deal with his craftiness in the future," the Queen replied.

"Then you should let me fight in your stand," prince Sebastian said.

"No," the Queen shook his head. I can't let him die that way. I have to be the one to put the knife through his heart," Queen Magret.

She reached out for his face and pulled off his mask. It was a full moon and it shined bright, so she had no problem seeing his face.

Besides, she also had good eyesight. "You look just like him," the Queen said with a smile on her face. She used her hand to trace his face. Memories flowed through her heart.

"Just like him," she replied looking at him. The prince frowned his brows. He did not quite understand what she was talking about. He had not really been looking at his face in the mirror but with the look on his mother's face, he had a feeling that she was not talking about the king.

"Like Who?" Prince Sebastian asked.

"Your father," she smiled and hugged him. "You look just like him in every way," the Queen whispered.

She hugged him closer and soon the Queen let the tears in her eyes flow. Prince Sebastian was surprised by the Queen's tears but patted her head not knowing what to do.

He had questions running through his mind. He wanted answers but he also feared those answers. Is it possible that the king is not my father?' He asked himself but shook off the thought.

He was the crown prince, at age eighteen he did the ritual before he was named the crown prince. If he was not the son of the king, the Oracle would have spoken. The gods would have rejected his blood when it was added to the royal pot.

Moreover, he was sure of her much his mother loved the king. She would never sleep with some other man.

Unless... The prince felt his heart missed a beat as he thought of his mother's indifferent attitude towards him most of the time.

What if she hated him because he was not the son of the man she loved? What if that was why she felt no regret handing him over to that which and turning him into the beast he is now?

No, no no the prince shook his head. He wanted to hear the truth but at the same time, that truth scared him.

"Mother..." He called holding up his breath. He knew there was no point stopping he needed to find out the truth. The truth may hurt but it will set him free.

The Queen swallowed hearing him called her name. She knew she would have to tell him the truth soon. She only did not feel like thinking about those times.

"What is it, Son?" She asked raising her head to look at him.