Alexander offered a courteous grin. “I cannot take all the credit. I happen to be married to one of the most remarkable women in the region—which I’m more than happy to remind you that it is all because of you that I have someone like Evelyn,” he said with slight taunting.The King suppressed a vici
[Third-Person’s POV]“Sir, you know I’ve rarely ever doubted your judgment,” Oliver began. “But are you truly certain that this is a good idea?”Alexander couldn’t keep himself from smiling as he stared down at the written summons that had come in that morning.Much like he had already suspected, th
I fought back the natural urge to widen my eyes at Alexander’s daring statement. If any of those journalists took his words as a direct quote in their newest issues, it would head straight back to the King. The thought of having to deal with someone like him after having gone through this hell-raisi
[Evelyn’s POV]The King was not pleased.He hadn’t exactly made any retorting remarks or final statements that would essentially prove the idea; however, his actions said it all. The moment the judge had given his final statement and slammed the gavel down on the bench, Gregory had gotten up from hi
[Evelyn’s POV]I couldn’t begin to describe how thankful I felt when the judge insisted that Fiona and Isabella be detained while the jury was busy coming to a final verdict.Alexander had lured me back to the table where he pressed me down into one of the open chairs. Just as well anyway. My mind w
[Third-Person’s POV]“...The last thing I remember from that night is Alexander trying to stop the bleeding with a piece of cloth he had on hand,” Evelyn finished. “I was truly convinced that I was going to die that night.”She’d let out a steady breath of relief, knowing that she managed to get thr