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55 The Shattered Plea
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Tempting the Wrong Prince 98 The Woman They Tried to Break 2
Cassandra’s POVMy throat tightened. My vision pulsed at the edges. For a moment, just one devastating moment, I felt fourteen again. Standing in a political banquet hall filled with my father’s enemies. Every face turned toward me with contempt. Every voice whispering blame. Every accusation directed at my existence rather than my actions.But this time… I was not a girl.And I refused, absolutely refused, to fold.I lifted my chin, letting the weight of the cameras, the murmuring crowd, the sneering queen settle like dust around me.“You can spew whatever lies you like, Your Majesty,” I said, voice steady as carved stone, “but we both know the truth.”The courtyard stilled. Flashbulbs paused mid-burst. Even the guards stiffened.Ivanna froze mid-sob, hand still dramatically pressed to her chest.“You want to entertain the world?” I continued. “Fine. But let us not forget that you destroyed your son’s marriage long before anyone else came into the picture.”A crack split throu
Tempting the Wrong Prince 97 The Woman They Tried to Break
Cassandra’s POVThe second I stepped out of the palace gates, urgency pushed me harder than fear ever could. The guards shouted after me, my name, my title, commands, but their voices were nothing more than distant echoes bouncing off stone. I did not look back. I couldn’t. There was no time to waste on rules meant to cage me.The driver must have sensed the danger radiating from me, because the moment I shouted for him to bring the car around, he reacted instantly. The vehicle rolled forward in a rush, the tyres barely meeting the gravel before he accelerated toward me.I yanked the door open and flung myself into the back seat. “Take me to the courthouse,” I said, breathless.“Yes, Your Highness.”He didn’t hesitate. The car lunged forward, swallowing the road in powerful strides. The city blurred past the windows, the wind howling against the frame as though urging us on. Good. Let it howl. Every second mattered. James’s life hung in the balance. A DNA test. An HLA match. A father
Tempting the Wrong Prince 96 The Emergency That Broke the Palace 2
Cassandra’s POVI walked back to my room slowly, every step heavy, as though grief itself had wrapped chains around my ankles. The palace corridors felt longer than usual, darker somehow, the walls echoing with the residue of Rachel’s screams. Each footstep landed with a hollow thud, and my heart matched the rhythm, slow, anxious, waiting for news that refused to come.Inside my room, I sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the wall until the floral patterns in the wallpaper blurred into meaningless swirls. My hands rested limply in my lap. My mind felt suspended between dread and helplessness, both tightening around me like invisible cords.Time passed. Minutes. Hours. Enough for the sunlight to crawl across the floor, shifting from bright gold to a muted, fading amber. Enough for the weight in my chest to deepen until breathing required effort.Each second sharpened the fear inside me.A knock at my door jolted me upright, my pulse kicking painfully. For a moment I simply stare
Tempting the Wrong Prince 95 The Emergency That Broke the Palace
Cassandra’s POVFor a heartbeat, I could only stare at Diana, hair dishevelled, cheeks flushed, chest heaving as though she’d sprinted across the palace grounds. Her panic rattled through the room like loose windows in a storm, vibrating through my nerves before I could fully process her words. Something was wrong, terribly wrong, and the fear in her eyes told me this wasn’t one of the palace’s usual inconveniences.I stepped toward her. “Diana, what emergency?”She swallowed hard, pressing a hand to her chest as though willing her heartbeat to slow. “Rachel. She’s in the great room, crying, wailing. She says her son is sick. Very sick. And she’s demanding that you come. Usually, the Queen Consort would handle such domestic matters but… Ivana isn’t home.”Of course. Of course the moment Ivana vanished, chaos would come knocking, screaming, tearing through the palace walls as if waiting for the slightest opportunity to spill out. The universe had a twisted sense of timing.I didn’t wa
Tempting the Wrong Prince 94 When the World Began to Burn 2
Cassandra’s POVRichard didn’t speak.He didn’t move, didn’t blink, didn’t react, not even when the reporter on the screen stumbled as another explosion of shouting erupted behind her. He watched with the stillness of a man who had suddenly discovered cracks forming in the ceiling above his head, each one widening, each one promising collapse.His world, the one he clung to, the one he sacrificed me for, was splintering in real time.Then his phone vibrated sharply against the nightstand.Richard tore his gaze from the television, glanced at the screen, and the tension in his face deepened into something stiff and cold.“Emergency meeting,” he muttered. “Court session. Now.”The resignation in his voice was heavy. Familiar. Exhausting.I said nothing.What could I possibly say?He pushed to his feet, shoulders slumped under weight no crown had ever prepared him for. He dragged his fingers through his hair, an old habit I’d forgotten he had, and for a moment, he looked so lost I almost
Tempting the Wrong Prince 93 When the World Began to Burn
Cassandra’s POVMorning crept into the room like an uninvited witness, slow, steady, unapologetic. Soft sunlight slipped through the gaps in the curtains in thin, golden slants, warming the sheets I had barely slept on. Warm air pooled across the room, carrying with it distant sounds from the courtyard: guards changing shifts, the soft murmur of palace staff beginning their day, the faint ringing of bells from somewhere deeper in the castle grounds.And for a small, fragile moment, I let myself pretend.Pretend that I had slept peacefully. Pretend that my chest didn’t ache with the weight of a thousand unspoken truths. Pretend that Arden’s arms hadn’t been around me only hours ago, breathing life into parts of me that had long been starved. Pretend that my life wasn’t fracturing, cleanly, mercilessly, in three different directions at once.But then I rolled over.And reality struck with a violence that felt almost physical.Richard was sitting at the edge of the bed, hunched forwar
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