Sister, I'm the Queen This Life (330 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 471

Blades were not permitted within the palace. The sword Alfonso drew from his waist was a blunt practice weapon, its edge dulled for training.

This was very bad news for Isabella—it meant she would be beaten to death rather than beheaded.

“His Majesty would never, ever tolerate this situation!”

She cried out desperately, cornered with no other options.

Isabella, who had nothing left to gain by yielding to Prince Alfonso now, began defiantly brandishing her flimsy status as the king’s consort like a shield against the rightful heir—but this only made things worse.

Alfonso’s eyes gleamed white-hot. This was not the expression befitting the Golden Prince. It was the gaze of the undefeated Black Helm, who vowed never to lose a single man on the battlefield. He answered in a clear voice.

“If I cannot take your life as I please, then I am no prince of this kingdom.”

He took a firm step toward Isabella, gripping the practice sword in his right hand.

“Your Highness! Please, stop!”

A panicked shout rang out. Alfonso slowly turned his head. It was Sir Del Pianosa, the king’s secretary, rushing in with a deathly pale face.

“Countess Contarini has certainly made a grave mistake, Your Highness—but please, forgive her just this once.”

He panted as he spoke.

“No, no forgiveness! Wait for His Majesty to arrive. Even the worst criminal must stand trial!”

In 1127, the Kingdom of Etruria was gradually implementing a rudimentary separation of powers. Though the king held absolute authority, trials were at least formally guaranteed, with independent judges appointed for the purpose.

However, as the Contarini family—the current holders of the permanent judgeship—were absent, only King Leo III himself could exercise judicial authority.

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