Nerezza's Point of ViewReginald was in his office as always. His glasses rested on the tip of his nose. Brows scrunched in concentration. I had opened the door silently and watched him from the shadows. Bags lined the bottom of his eyes. Cast him ten years older than he was. The sight was heartbreaking.I may have grown up hating anything authority but Reginald had changed my mind about it all. About him. I saw a side to the ferocious king that no one else did. Saw his more tame side. The heart that beat beneath that hard exterior. I knew the conflict with Reggie had taken a bite out of him. Left him feeling bare. Any father would feel that way after fighting with their son but this was a particularly sore spot.Reggie had never kept it a secret that he wanted the throne more than he wanted his father around. Power-hungry and simple-minded, Reggie would do anything to gain his father's crown. Which hurt Reginald beyond comparison. The

Nerezza's Point of ViewBeatrice had outdone herself. Gave Farren only the best theme and execution. From fairy lights dangling between greenery and a fountain of wine in one corner. It embodied the pixie-like girl from head to toe. Even the glasses were shaped like crystals. Every inch of the room was covered in color. Sparkled beneath the soft lights. When I entered, the crown princess stood in the middle of the ballroom, shouting away orders. Her back was toward me. Her hair dangled in perfect coils behind her. The muted blue gown she donned was to make sure she didn't outshine Farren in any way. Not that anyone could with the dress she had chosen."Princess Beatrice," I called and walked toward her. She gracefully swung her head over her shoulder to look at me. The scowl was instantaneous. I plastered a smile on my face, her expression not bothering me in the slightest."Miss Nerezza. I want to say it is a pleasure, but

Reggie's Point of ViewNerezza had crossed a line. From concubine to the next prospective queen. The little whore was climbing up the ranks faster than I could get rid of her. A peasant roaming around in the halls of a palace. How pathetic. To make matters worse, everyone now thought the royal family was sponsoring a low-life girl from a broken background. The sister-in-law of a cheap slut.Our reputation was tarnished. Trashed. There was no coming back from this. Not whilst they still paraded around inside these halls. Taking my mother's place beside my father wasn't an option for the bitch. Not when I had something to do about it. Her little views of how a kingdom should be run were warped. Too expansive. A kingdom needed a strong and ruthless leader. Not some backward system concerning rights. For decades, the rich became richer whilst the poor dissolved into nothingness. It was just the way things ran. It was a perfect system

Nerezza's Point of ViewAs promised, when I woke up I dove into what I could find on Reggie. Phaedra had sparked a flame in my heart I had missed for a long time. A love for her people that I couldn't describe. She had left her home to try and find a better life for her people. Left the ones she loved behind in pursuit of a better alternative than what she already had. It was admirable. Thing of honor. Another foreign word in a place like this.I dug deep into everything Reggie had done over the last couple of years. Especially the year his mother had passed and the king was at his lowest. From all the property he owned to all the land under his control. Which should have been none, according to my current knowledge. All power was supposed to be handed back to Reginald once he was fit to rule again.But there were several discrepancies in the books. Several entries didn't make sense or fit in anywhere. The day wore on and I

Nerezza's Point of ViewFarren was at the dining room table when I got back to our chambers. A massive selection was splayed out in front of her. Mostly sweet. That hasn't changed since the day I met her. Everything containing sugar was open to consumption. Although, her petite body had never changed. I gave credit to her strong werewolf genes for that.Sadly, I had pulled on the shorter stick when it came to that. Plump and curvacious, I had never known any other body besides this one.Her head bobbed up from the paper in her hand. Her soft smile spread across her lips at me. Until she noticed what I was wearing. Brows furrowed together. "You look like you have seen your mate at the gate." She joked, referencing Priamos. I blanched even more and set down the small clutch I had taken with me.The ladies could be damned for the day. My absence wouldn't even be noticed. Not until they wanted to insult me later on. At least now they