LOGIN“Enough!” the King growled. “I would like to hear nothing more from you or your daughter. You have made a mockery of my palace for far too long.”Vivien sobbed, her face red as the panic set in.“No… this isn’t fair. It should be me. I should be the one carrying his baby. I love him… I’ve always lov
Joanne’s POV“You’re lying!” Vivien said, standing to her feet quickly. “Daddy, tell them he’s lying!”Vivien’s father was quick to stand as well; I hadn’t even noticed him in the audience, but of course, he would be there to support his daughter.“Your Majesty, I don’t know what is going on here, b
I winced at his harsh words, but I said nothing.I felt the sharp blow of one of the guards behind me, smacking my head with one of his weapons, and I jolted forward, gritting my teeth.“Answer his majesty,” the guard growled.“Yes, Sire,” I said, my voice hoarse. ‘The corner of King Francis’s lips
24 hours. That’s how long I’ve been here.It hadn’t seemed like I’ve been here for that long, but again, there was no sense of time, and my head was in a fog.“Right, sorry,” Rem said, giving me a sheepish smile, though it didn’t reach his eyes.I knew they were just worried, and it tugged at my ch
Joanne’s POVI never thought that this would be my life.Accused of pushing someone down the stairs.I couldn’t get Alexander’s eyes out of my head; they were accusing. I told him I hadn’t done it, and I could tell that he didn’t believe me. That was what he thought of me now… someone who could hurt
“Is what I’m hearing true?” He asked me, his eyes never leaving mine. “Did your blood slave do this?”I had no answer for him; I only had what others had told me… what they wanted me to believe.“It’s true, Your Majesty,” Vivien said, tears spilling down her cheeks. “Joanne and I got into an argumen
Joanne’s POV“You have a lot of confidence in your slave,” the King said, his eyes narrowed as he stared at Alexander. “Your judgment lacks.”“You taught me to make my own choices regardless of the consequences, did you not?”“There are rules,” the King bellowed.“Since when do you follow rules, Fat
Joanne’s POVThe silence was worse than laughter.I clutched Alexander’s cloak to my chest, wishing I could sink into the marble floor and vanish. The sound of the ripping fabric still echoed in my ears. I had tried to cover myself, but it had been too late.They had all seen it.The King’s voice cu
Alexander’s POVThe hall was alive with whispers when Joanne left. I watched her retreating form, Mary following after her, and my chest felt heavy. I knew this dinner wasn’t easy for her; I should have better prepared her myself for what was about to come. But I assumed Madam Rachel would take care
Joanne’s POVStella’s eyes went wide, and I saw the confusion flash through her eyes. I was in so much shock that I couldn’t move. I watched as the life started to drain from her eyes. She stared down at where Alexander’s sword impaled her.“I… I…” she gasped, trying to hold onto the little bit of l







