The King's Unbreakable Wife-Chapter 112: Evil plans (1)

"What the hell happened?" Franklin yelled, angered by how the day was going. "We failed to show Grant what we could do and it won’t be long before he backs out of our plans. How did the queen go from being in our plans to letting Hazel walk out?"

"How am I to know when I wasn’t in the room?" Hans replied, disliking how Franklin was trying to turn this on him to save his ass. "I told you to go with the queen, but you insisted on staying behind to speak with the king only to be ignored."

"Shut it. When one of us fails, we all fail. We need something to get Grant back to trusting us. We cannot wait too long for the girl to become with child," said Franklin.

"I don’t see why you are so worried when planning for the wedding has not started and it wouldn’t be so hard for us to kill a young child. Is your desire to gain more power in the palace not high enough for you-"

"That is not the problem," Franklin interjected, slamming his hands on the desk between them. "His granddaughter must be the first one to bear a child. A healthy prince that will one day be the heir. I wouldn’t bet on that prince to wait until after the marriage before he touches the girl. For all we know, it has happened already."

"Might I know why the two of you came to my space to speak of your plans that should be a secret?" Berkeley, one of the palace doctors, asked.

They barged into his space and were speaking too loud for him to concentrate on his work. Berkeley didn’t care about what they planned to do with the young woman to run off to tell someone about what he was hearing now.

The palace had many evil plans he could not keep up with and to protect his own life he kept his mouth shut. This allowed him to continue to use the palace’s resources to carry on his work. Today, he almost had the opportunity to test his new idea on a woman.

He shared the two men’s disappointment that it did not happen, but he was not walking around making noise over it.

Franklin looked to the corner where the doctor was playing with his strange tools. He hated the doctor’s room, but it was one place he could speak without someone hearing him. Not many would want to visit the doctor’s room with all the weird things he kept here.

Franklin was yet to understand how the man convinced the palace to let him come inside to expand his work as a doctor. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

"Would you have been able to check if the girl was a virgin?" Hans asked.

"Of course not. Don’t be a fool," Berkeley answered. "Though my method would have been no different to a man penetrating her so alas she wouldn’t be anymore. A shame that you could not bring her to me. There is something I was looking forward to testing."

"The plan was for you to make it so she could never have children. Not for your other experiments," Franklin argued.

If not for the fact the doctor loved to test on someone and didn’t seem to have a heart, Franklin wouldn’t come around him, but where else was he to find someone willing to do what Berkeley would?

"I would have done what I could to make that happen for you. We would have both been satisfied. You with her finding it painful in the future to even want to finish the act of creating a child and me getting the chance to test out my new tool," Berkeley said, picking up the new tool he had made to show the two men. "There cannot be great changes in my work without tests."

To make it easier to save others’ lives, Berkeley found that it was important to have all kinds of tests on someone. A sacrifice for the good of the kingdom.

"Have there been any bodies sent to the court to inspect that you are finished with? I want them sent here so I can open them up. Quickly before the smell becomes too much for me to hide," said Berkeley.

Franklin was disgusted by what Berkeley wanted, but they had to keep the strange man happy so he would do it. "There is one that I can send to you. No one has come to bury it so it belongs to you now. Why does it smell like something has died in here?" He asked, looking around for the source of the scent.

Berkeley didn’t move in his seat to help look for it. Regardless of how strong the scent was, Berkeley would not be able to smell it as he had lost his sense of smell. "A wandering creature became a test. You should take your meetings elsewhere to avoid the scent. I am also curious about what lies within a man like you."

Franklin took a step back despite the distance between him and Berkeley. "I am not one of your tests," he argued.

Hans stayed quiet, preferring that the doctor was eyeing Franklin as the one he wanted to cut open. Of all the people in the palace, he feared the doctor the most because of how calm Berkeley was when he spoke of wanting to open a body and look around inside it.

Hans didn’t quite believe that the smell was coming from a creature he was thinking of at first. ’Would we have been able to get away with the tests? It might have killed the girl,’ he thought.

It would have solved their problem, but then the doctor would have been killed and they could no longer use him in the future.

Berkeley wrote a note in his book for the future. Everyone believed that they would not end up lying on his table then one day it was their body he was opening up and testing his tools.

"You sick fucking bastard," Franklin muttered, ready to leave the room. "Be prepared for when we bring the girl to you. Try to make this one a little less painful so it isn’t noticed right away what you did."

Berkeley tapped his fingers on a tool he made to resemble a pair of scissors he would use on a body to snip away what wasn’t needed. "Being gentle gets nothing done. A little pain means that the method is working. If you don’t mind, please take your conversation elsewhere unless you will aid me in what I plan to do right now."

"We will take our leave," Franklin answered, looking to Hans to follow him out of the room.

Berkeley felt relieved as he listened to the two leave his space. He could not do as he wanted when someone was watching because of their comments and fear over what he was doing.

Hans looked back at the closing door they walked out of. "Are you sure he will stay silent about what we speak of?"

"Berkeley doesn’t care what we speak of as long as we keep bringing him bodies the court no longer needs and people still alive for him to do tests on. He’ll keep quiet as long as we keep him happy," Franklin replied.