Chapter Eleven

Rebeccas POV

I shut the office door behind me and took a deep breath. An entire lifetime of repressed emotions were crashing through me, I just wanted to find a place to cry. Ivan had no right to keep all this from me, and understanding why he did wasn’t helping. If I had known, I would have left the king years ago. This whole time I thought I was weak and powerless, stuck under his evil rule. Forced to do as he ordered, and unable to ever leave. I hated the king with every fiber of my being. And I now I was mad at Ivan, my best friend. If he had only told me. I could have trusted him more. Told him what the king was doing. I knew Ivan loved me, but I had always thought him more loyal to Claude than It turned out he actually was. I wandered down the halls not knowing exactly where I wanted to go. I found myself back in the kitchen where Ruthie was doing the dishes.

“May I join you?”

She looked over and smiled at me. “You’re my boss Luna, you can do whatever you’d like.”

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