The law of Fiction: Harem in the fiction world



Planning for one ball after another was a headache. Thankfully, Yohan was used to the high-stress leveled workload by now. There had been a time in his life he had lived for these parties.

Now he quickly did a market survey, prepared Lady Rui’s clothes, and also handled the plans for poisoning Huye.

Yohan had taken a quick look at the rebellion’s headquarters but the atmosphere there had been weird. People were far less obsessed with Huye than Yohan had expected them to be and Huye seemed to not put any effort into her image as well.

Yohan did find all this odd but he decided not to pay attention to it in the end. It was not his concern what these people did with their free time after all.

‘Hmm, so the poison is finished brewing and also, I made sure everyone is brainwashed to follow my plan. Now, nothing needs to go wrong during the party.’

It was a well-known fact that the queen was present during her parties and looked over everything. So Yohan was not going to be personally present during any of it.

He had informed Hans of what to do and poor Hobbit had been taken into the fold as well by their plan. Now, all that was left to be done was to wait and watch out for the fire.

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The royal party was in full swing. People were gliding all over the hall, trying to form meaningless connections. Those who had business were trying to further their agenda.

As much as the royal party was a place to relax, it was also a place where people established their superiority and class. It was a battlefield like no other and one needed to be careful not to be devoured.

Currently, Rui was acting like her silly and innocent self, letting people take advantage of her. She had brought her head butler with her with the excuse that he had experience with royal parties.

When Freshia had asked for an escort for herself and her friend as well, Rui had given them the servants who appeared to be diligent in front of her and the head butler but was lazy and incapable.

She wanted these two to fail but she also needed to maintain her relationship with society and her image.

“Rui, I want to go back home. I hate it here and I hate how no one came to greet me.”

Freshia complained to Rui as she clutched her dress. She could not believe no one had come to even talk to her and she had been here for an hour now.

When Freshia was the queen’s lover, people flocked to her left and right, not leaving her alone for even a single second. And Freshia had enjoyed that lifestyle.

But now that Freshia had no one, she could not take it anymore. She could see Zadkiel surrounded by people and he looked awkward. He did not seem to know what he should do with all this attention.

Had it been Freshia, she would have had these people eating out of her hand in a minute.

“I know you are disappointed Freshia but you cannot head over to the center of the ballroom and teach Zadkiel a lesson. He’s the queen’s lover now, not you so you need to hold it in.”

Freshia knew that but her temper did not like her. The glass in her hand was beginning to crack and its shards were going to make Frehsia bleed.

But before the glass could penetrate Freshia’s hand, someone took hold of her hand and took the glass out of it. Freshia was startled and was about to give this person a piece of her mind when she stopped.

“Freshia, you need to take better care of your delicate hand and skin. What if this glass left permanent marks on your body? It can spoil your beauty.”

Huye had walked over to her with her concern shining in her eyes. It made all the anger and disappointment bleed out of Freshia’s body. There were at least two people on her side now.

“I can see that you have company now, Freshia. I can leave you be and do my social duties. I hope you have fun today.”

Rui sounded and looked happy for Freshia as she went away. Rui had a satisfied smile on her face which Freshia completely missed due to her delusions.

The hallway was quiet but everyone watched with startled looks as the queen’s consort walked toward their queen’s former lover.

Zadkile was standing in front of Freshia and Huye now, and his presence startled everyone. Huye was the first one to look up with distrust coloring her eyes.

But before she could say anything, Freshia held her hand up to stop Huye. She gave Zadkiel an acidic look but did not say anything in return. Zadkile also did not say anything at first.

“My lady, I wanted to talk to Lady Rui about her thoughtful gift but I can see that she is not here. If that is the case then I shall take my leave now.”

Freshia felt humiliation burn her insides. She could not believe that the first man to seek her out at this party had been Zadkiel and even he had the nerve to mock him.

She was going to show him why no one messed with Freshia in the high society. She signaled for a waiter to bring over drinks and picked one up.

She also handed one to Zadkiel and one to Huye. They both looked started at the sudden action of Lady Freshia.

“Before you go, I would like to purpose a toast to you both. As someone who used to be close to the queen, I feel like I need to guide you through the high society a little. Here, have a drink.”

Zadkiel looked at his green-colored drink with mixed feelings.

“I’m sorry but I don’t drink this flavor. Can I get a new drink in here?”

Zadkiel demanded as his instincts noticed something wrong with the drink. A servant was about to walk over when Huye raised her glass and held it out.

“You can exchange your drink with me. I don’t usually drink this flavor either so it works out.”

Zadkiel noticed that Lady Huye’s drink was not spiked like his so he agreed. Freshia watched it all happen with an impatient look on her face, wondering when these two would finish so that she could carry out her plan.

Her plan was simple. She will pretend to slip and fall, causing her hand to splash liquid all over Zadkiel and humiliate him.

She was about to carry her plan out when Huye took a sip of her drink and collapsed. Foam frothed out of her mouth and she was instantly dead.

No one spoke for a solid minute, too stunned to see what happened. But then everyone screamed and started to panic. Someone had been killed in the ballroom and such an open manner.

The one who was most stunned by this was Freshia. She had not imagined that Huye would just die like this.

“Hey, didn’t lady Freshia hand this drink over to the royal consort before? Do you think it was poisoned all this time?”

“Then, was Lady Freshia out to kill the royal consort? It will make sense with temperament and behavior this far.”

Freshia wanted to deny these accusations and deem herself innocent. But she was not able to muster the courage to do so. She had been utterly disabled by this one move and now no one was willing to listen to her.