The Hunt For Noble Ladies

She was outright dragged into the hall. As all the lowly peasants and slaves testified, it was a time for highborn women to take the burn. The men were already tested.

In the end, the people who were discarded were either spies, suspicious, or just an eye sore to the King. She had heard that wretched woman Sayon's brother, was there at every point.

Even now Sayon wasn't present, instead, her brother stood firm there sneering at every woman here.

She wanted to shout and curse at the King for letting his bitch of a mistress slip through without testing.

She realized then that maybe if she had been his 'ideal mistress' and lived as a corpse, she wouldn't need to be here like Sayon.

It was disgusting, but Laylin was desperate to live. And when her temper subsided, she guessed as much. She was no better than a lowly slave, ready to bend her head as long as it saves it from being cut.

Her eyes fell on Scarlet, who was glaring with puffy red-rimmed eyes at the floor in resentment. Beh