ANOTHER EXPOSED SECRET

Prince Aaron was yanked in like a criminal with chains on his hands and wrist. He was stone-faced.

He scanned through those present. He saw his allies and his haters. He laughed mysteriously like a mad fellow. The FBI agents were also present. About eight of them without counting their two bosses. Over thirty FBI agents were encircling the council building, in case of invasion.

The King, the queen, and prince Alfred were also presented.

The council yard was so loose and noisy, everyone was chattering to one person or another.

The chattering died down as the council leader walked in. They all stood in regard.

He sat down and the others also sat down.

The council head scanned through the crowds. He stared at one of them to the last. He shook his head. Then his eyes scrambled at prince Aaron.

Prince Aaron smirked wickedly at him. The council head wiggled his head again.

He cleared his throat.

“The council may proceed,” he said.

The chief whip stood up. He stared at the others, they nodded for him to proceeded. He bowed to the council head and then to the king.

“The council present here today in the case of the heir to the throne, Prince Aaron. He was robbed in a case of murder of a lady called magenta, who everyone knows as his girlfriend. Prince Aaron, you can now defend yourself,” he said. He bowed again before he sat down.

Prince Aaron stood while his chained hands rested upon his armpits.

All glanced were on him waiting for him to defend himself. He shut his mouth up.

Five minutes, no words. The council head was so furious. It was shown on his face.

“Chief whip, read again to him his charge,” the council head said.

The chief whip stood up. He reiterated what he had said before.

Prince Aaron stood like a sculpture without moving an inch.

“I will bestow to you a count of 20, if you can’t defend yourself by then I will have to judge you according to your silence, which means that you have found yourself guilty,” the council head said.

Prince Aaron grinned wickedly at him.

The chief whip went over to the bell in the yard. He rang it with an affirmation of one.

The bell rang the second time.

“Two!” he shouted.

Up to the twenty, prince Alfred was muted as if he wasn’t afraid to die.

The council yard was quiet at the count of twenty like a graveyard.

All eyes were on Prince Aaron.

The council head cleared his throat. His anger was visible.

“You are bestowed times to defend yourself, but you refused to. The council and the king hereby barred you from Arista and its environment. You will be deported to Africa. You and your generations cease to be of a royal. The royal family disowns you today,” he said.

There were muttering in the yard. But prince Aaron bursts into a laugher.

The people stared at him as if he was a mentally infirmed person.

They muttered among themselves.

The chief whip reads to him the decree in which he was barred and relieved of his royal title. He was pushed toward the council head to sign in affirmation.

Prince Aaron only smiled. They dragged him out and pushed him into the van.

The queen was sobbing during the whole process.

Three FBI vehicles followed the car in which prince Aaron was.

They drove off. The other lingered for the installation of Prince Alfred as the heir to the throne.

The King was cheerful. But some council were not glad.

They left for the palace after everything was sorted.

The drive was an uneventful one. Aaron glimpsed at every opportunity in which he would escape. By there was none.

They drove to the airport. They had booked his flight.

The FBI agents scrutinized him as he was ratified through the final stage.

Aaron spotted his friend from afar. They disseminated using facial gestures. Aaron seeks permission to go to the agent from the FBI agents.

It was bestowed to him by the top agent. Two agents followed him but watched over at the door.

His friends and a guy were already in the gent. Aaron and the guy with his friend exchanges cloth. The guy was giving a face mask that had Aaron's face. Aaron was giving the man’s cloth and the man’s facemask.

The man in Aaron's face masks left with the FBI’s agent. His flight was announced immediately as they stepped into the departure area, so they ushered him into the plane. They watched as the plane flew.

They called their boss and told him of his departure. He notified the king and the council head. They were delighted especially the king.

Aaron hugged his friend immediately he saw that the FBI had left with the man. They hurried out of the airport. They went straight to the den. They assembled all their guards.

They were notified of the prince's deportation. They renewed their vows.

Lucas and Elvis were astonished. They never imagined that.

They were now in Lucas's rear mansion.

Elvis was standing, while Lucas and Ana were sitting down.

“Prince Aaron had been in Arista since, where is he? who is he?” Lucas asked in confusion.

Elvis nodded in affirmation to the question.

“Every question is in your deposit, prince,” she said.

Elvis and Lucas stared at each other.

“What do you mean?” Elvis asked.

“When the World is rotating, the arrow will keep flowing, then the point in which the episteme will be formed, that is when the knowledge will spring up,” she said in a cozy manner.

“I don’t understand what you are talking about,” Lucas said.

“Have you checked Ebony's diary?” she asked.

“No!” Lucas said as he nodded

“Everything you needed concerning the prince is there. You need the episteme ideas and knowledge to form the puzzles,” she said.

“Boss, where is the diary?” Elvis asked.

“It is in my room at the mansion, shit!” Lucas swore.

“Then I will go and get it,” Elvis said.

“You can’t find it anymore, the undercover guards would have taken it, and if they do, your life and the prince's life are also in danger,” she said.

Lucas and Elvis stared at each other.

“What are you talking about?” Lucas asked again. He was very confused. He doesn’t understand anything she was saying. Neither was Elvis.

They were not afraid to fight but they were just perplexed.

“The undercover guards were very secretive. They don’t want their secret linked. Not that they were afraid of being comprehended. They were just sacrilege about keeping a vow of secrecy. If they got that diary in your possession, they will kill you. That was the reason they were after me. To get my dad's diary and other documents related to the secret organization which is with me. If they get hold of it. They will come after my life. But now, they wanted me alive to get the document,” she said.

Lucas and Elvis were precluded.

“What if they don’t get the diary?” Elvis asked.

“You are both safe but they will only try to pull the prince down. They will continue to look for evidence to nail the prince,” she said.