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Possible Motives
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2025-09-01 03:57:41
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Forbidden To Love: A Royal Sin The Queen’s Burial Fixed
By morning, my resolve hardens. I no longer want to go to Gregory. Last night, I thought of it, even longed for it but not anymore. I don’t need him. I will stay away from him. I tell myself this firmly as though saying it aloud will seal it.When Lina comes with breakfast, I can’t hold it in any longer. I motion for her to sit, and then I tell her everything. Every piece. Every suspicion. My words tumble out in a rush, heavy with the weight I’ve been carrying alone.Her eyes widen. “Lady Julia?” she whispers, shocked. “She is the last person anyone would suspect.”“But she has a motive,” I insist.Lina nods slowly, thinking. “She was the king’s ex. She was rejected by Parliament as queen because she wasn’t royal blood. That humiliation must have cut deep. Perhaps she never forgave it… never forgave the queen for taking the place she once desired.”Her reasoning makes sense, chillingly so.“Is that why she and her son returned here?” I ask quietly. “Asking for a place… pretending life
Forbidden To Love: A Royal Sin The First Evidence
The next morning, I tell myself I need a distraction. Gregory’s words still sit heavy in my chest, and I didn't really have a good sleep. So I throw my mind into the queen’s murder.Again and again, my thoughts circle back to Lady Julia and her son. I keep seeing them as I saw them last night; laughing together, celebrating in their chamber. The image leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.Then something sparks. I remember what Lina told me a few days ago, that she saw Lady Julia in the kitchen, which almost never happens, and she was complaining about her tea. At the time, I didn’t think much of it. But now… now it pulls at me.Without wasting more time, I head to the kitchen.The smell of broth and roasted meat fills the air as I step inside. The chefs bow slightly. “Princess,” one greets.I keep my tone light. “I heard Lady Julia has been particular about her tea lately.”One of the chefs, a tall man with flour dust on his sleeves, nods. “Yes, Princess. She bought her own tea. Said she
Forbidden To Love: A Royal Sin Love And Hate
“Did you think I wouldn’t find out?” I lash out, my voice cutting like a whip. Rage coils around my heart, strangling me from the inside.“Christie, it’s not what you think…”“What am I supposed to think?” My voice cracks, louder than I intend, but I don’t care. “We’ve just lost Mother. She isn’t even buried yet. Her killers are still free. And you, you are already cozy, finding solace in her arms?”His mouth opens, but nothing comes out at first. Finally, he manages, “I swear, you’re wrong about this.”“You swore before!” I throw his own words at him like stones. “You told me you didn’t have feelings for her. That all this…this farce of a betrothal…was being forced on you. And I believed you, Gregory. I defended you in my heart. All these years, I thought you were fighting against it. That you were mine.”He tries to step closer, but I shove a hand against his chest. “You promised me,” I hiss through my tears. “You promised you wouldn’t touch her again.”“I didn’t touch her.” His pro
Forbidden To Love: A Royal Sin Overdue Confrontation
By the following evening, my restlessness has not eased. I decide to take a walk through the quieter paths of the palace, hoping I might by chance run into Amira, Lady Julia’s maid. If anyone could offer me a glimpse into that woman’s heart, it would be her. But Amira is nowhere in sight.My steps slow, curiosity tugging me further along the deserted passage that leads toward Lady Julia’s quarters. The silence there is different; thicker, heavier. I move closer, careful, each breath measured as though the walls themselves might betray me.Through a narrow window, the soft glow of lamplight spills into the dusk. I peer inside and freeze.Lady Julia sits across from her son, Kian. A decanter rests between them, two glasses raised. They are laughing, voices muffled yet bright, as though the air carried no grief. Their faces are lit with ease, with joy.I grip the stone frame tighter. Why are they so happy, so untroubled, when the rest of the palace still mourns the queen’s death? Are the
Forbidden To Love: A Royal Sin Possible Motives
I leave the dining hall with my mind spinning. Anna’s words keep circling back in my head like a chant I can’t silence, a grudge for not being allowed to these dinners. She said it too casually, too smoothly, as though it slipped without care. But nothing about Anna is careless. I know that.The corridor feels colder tonight, every torch flickering as though mocking my unease. I’m so deep in thought I don’t hear him until his voice cuts through the silence like a blade.“Do you take pleasure in ignoring me, Christie?”I stop short, startled, and turn. Gregory is right behind me, his face hard, his eyes shadowed by irritation. My heart skips, then steadies with an instinctive chill.“I don’t…” I begin, but he steps closer, too close, his voice low and clipped.“We need to talk, Christie. I don’t know what this is all about, but I’m done trying to make sense of it.”I lift my chin, forcing steadiness into my voice. “I’m busy, Gregory. I don’t have time for any meeting with you…”He cuts
Forbidden To Love: A Royal Sin A Careless Slip Becomes A Clue
I slip the note into the folds of my gown and retreat to my chamber as though nothing is amiss. Once inside, I lock the door and bring it out again, laying it flat on my table. The handwriting stares back at me, dark, angry strokes pressed too hard into the paper. Whoever wrote this did not wish the queen well, that much is clear. To call her throne “gilded,” to speak with such venom… it reeks of envy. Or worse, resentment that had festered long enough to turn deadly.I decide not to show this note to anyone. Not Lina, not even the king. And certainly not Gregory. Once, I would have run to him with it, shared my suspicions, asked for his thoughts. But things are different now. Since that night of my shameful breakdown, the raw promise I made before the king, I’ve kept my word. I have not spoken to Gregory, not picked his calls, not answered his texts.But I’ve seen the way it eats at him. The hollowness in his eyes during dinner, the way his gaze lingers on me, begging for a glance I
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