Chaos' Heir

Chapter 969: Expectations



Monica watched the door close and fell, her legs unable to make her stand anymore. Her reunion with Khan wasn't supposed to be like that. Theoretically, the two should have enjoyed a moment of peace, focusing on getting married and babymaking. Sadly, the reality had been entirely different.

Brigadier General Meadrey was a serious matter, but Khan didn't need to get involved. Its potential connection with Raymond Cobsend would add reason to his absence.

Yet, Khan couldn't care. He had reached the breaking point long ago, and the toxic pool had only worsened the extreme aspects of his personality. His mood wasn't great after Senerth, either, so that development wasn't exactly a surprise.

Monica could rationalize everything. She knew Khan better than anyone, so his war declaration didn't surprise her. If anything, that was another selfless act meant to protect his loved ones' lives. No one would dare to do anything against Khan's organization and troops after publicly defeating the General.

However, Monica had hoped she could change Khan's mind. She believed it was her job to do so since the other option could bring greater benefits. Handling the mess through politics could also spare Khan from another war, which Monica more than welcomed.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Still, things had never been close to Monica's hopes. Khan almost showed no hesitation in rejecting her suggestion. He didn't even try to discuss his decision with her. Khan had also been able to leave her easily, as if she were no different than any other advisor.

'When did you learn to escape my hands?' Monica wondered, looking at her shaking fingers. 'Or was my grasp different?'

Monica would be lying if she claimed to be okay with Khan's approach. She didn't want to see Khan compromising himself even further to protect her, and the war was against humanity now. Monica could agree with the slaughter after the assassination attempt since Khan had been the target, but Brigadier General Meadrey had attacked random soldiers now, probably on purpose.

The situation was entirely different, but Khan was, too. He didn't distinguish between humans and aliens or his blood and those from his underlings. Khan only saw enemies and allies, and the former could expect the same treatment every time.

Monica truly didn't wish for Khan to be at war with humankind. She hated the Global Army for making things difficult for him but also wanted to abide by her role as his human anchor. In her mind, Khan's rightful place was at the Global Army's peak, sitting on a throne surrounded by loyal subjects. Sadly, the incoming war would probably create an unmendable rift.

'Did I fail as his anchor?' Monica wondered. 'Could I have done more?'

Monica allowed herself a short break on the floor before standing up. Doubts aside, her Fiancé had given an order, and she had to help with the preparations. She couldn't be Khan's Queen if one disagreement were enough to break her down.

In the meantime, Khan hurried through the corridor, barging into another meeting room and sending away the soldiers inside. His mental state was similar to Monica's, albeit with some differences.

Khan also wanted his return to put an end to the battles. He even looked forward to spending some quality time with Monica and focusing on the project of building a family. He truly wished that, but a random General had to shatter that hope.

Moreover, Monica had tried to go against Khan, hoping for a peaceful resolution. He understood her, but that couldn't matter before Brigadier General Meadrey's insult. Spilling his blood couldn't be so easy and without harsh retributions.

'She is still human in the end,' Khan thought, seizing the first bottle in sight before tinkering with the room's interactive desk. 'No one would be happy fighting their own species. No one should.'

In a way, that had always been one of the couple's greatest fears. It had started small, with the difference in status between Monica and Khan. However, Khan's political climb had expanded the issue, putting the entirety of humankind at stake with him on the other side. Everything else was up to Monica and whether she could continue following him.

Khan did his best to put aside his worries, focusing on the matter at hand. Luckily, his anger toward the unsanctioned attack was a great distraction, and he had only learned a small part of the whole matter.

Prince Thomas had hinted at the issue, and a few directives from Khan listed it on the interactive desk. No one had more authority than him on Baoway, so everything became available as soon as his genetic signature went through.

Brigadier General Meadrey had released his video on the network. The Nognes family had promptly caught it and removed it from the public eye, but the news was already out, and no amount of suppression could wipe out people's memories.

Also, parties with equal status with the Nognes family had gotten their hands on the video, keeping it as leverage for future threats or secret meetings. It was almost a given that those powerful forces were already discussing it and that their eyes pointed at Khan.

The initial estimate included the other noble families, some higher-ups in the Global Army, and a few criminal organizations, but Khan believed the number to be higher. He had long since learned about the network's intricacies, so he knew that rumor would stick to him for a while, even without important people mentioning it. The masses would do that for them. Khan didn't care about the Global Army or the criminals, but the nobles were a problem. His recently acquired political security depended on them, and giving it up would also hurt his closest allies. The array of benefits was inescapable, and Khan had to defend it somehow. Of course, winning the war against Brigadier General Meadrey would be a good first step, but reputation was hard to restore. Due to apparent political unreliability, Khan would have the lower hand in every future meeting, so he had to make the best out of the imminent battle.

'And there is something else, too,' Khan sighed, watching a red symbol appear on the interactive desk. As troublesome as the issue was inside humankind, nothing could match the pressure the Thilku Empire was capable of.