The day had not passed as quickly had Zezi had wished it to, neither did the night that followed. She had to entertain Gwen's food visit and act normal, otherwise Gwen might suspect not only that she was planning to do something but what exactly she was planning to do. As loyal as Gwen had seemed to prove herself to be, Zezi was certain that she wouldn't approve of her taking her own life. Gwen was obsessed with the idea of having a Queen, she always had been from the very start. Whatever would stand in the way of that not happening would definitely not earn her support.So, Zezi acted as normally as she could, thanking her for her participation in saving her family's life over and over again, while she asked questions about the Castle and the customs of Lavida. Disregarding the thought that her Lady might be moving on too quickly from the abrupt loss of her family, Gwen was more than delighted to enlighten the future Queen about all she needed to know moving forward.In fact, sh

Whatever she had expected as the consequences of her refusal, wasn't what had happened. What had happened?Well, nothing. It was surprising but that had been it. Knowing that she had practically given the totality of herself away in the bloodoath, which, regarding to what Gwen had said, had only worked because she really wanted at heart to save her family, also being caught in between knowing that his blood in her would really keep her from harming herself for an undisclosed amount of time and the thought that killing herself would bring more harm than good, Zezi was left with no only option than to wait her dilemma out.She still had the silver dagger with her though, although her purpose for it had now changed. She planned to quickly exhausted the blood's power in her veins, by always marking herself with it.The day it stings and heal very slowly, she would know that had finally gotten rid of the vile.She really hoped that would happen sooner than thought it would. The amount

The King's Summon was never a good news, especially not when the potentiality of a wrong made directly or indirectly laid in the past.Gwen had been summoned by the King, she knew the implication and her cold heart was heavy with an impending grief.Lost of herself most likely, she had every intention to give herself away to protect her family if it came to that. Too bad, her Mistress wouldn't know that she had died for her crimes. She thought she was protecting her but truly her Mistress had only just put her in harm's way.She understood her reaction though, for someone who had lost everything, she was questing for something else to protect and she had picked her. If only she knew that the 'protection' was no protection at all but a threat to her soul and the souls of her entire family. It had only been a day since her Mistress had matched into the dinning hall and drove a dgger through the King's heart and already the consequences were waiting for her. In fact, maybe it was good

'Grand dinners were one of the important shows of affection.' That line of the book still stuck to him.It was an embarrassing thing that he had gone to the library to pick out a book titled 'Ways of the Heart' after a very calculative search. It had been a turtore to read the book but he put himself under that turtore anyways.He had read the whole book and assimilated it all.280 pages that it was. A grand dinner was one of the unmistakable options the book had suggested, and he had prepared all that.He adjusted himself in his chair. This black suit was hell. It was very uncomfortable, he preferred his robe. He had also sent a dress to her and he a small part of him hoped that she would come in it. That had also been one of the steps to earn one's heart in the book. Sending the lady a beautiful dress. Ah, what if she thought all this was stupid? What if it made him look stupid. Like an absolute idiot.Gwen would have to get the full wrath of his anger if things turned on him

"George is a born Alpha. As little as he was, he was ready protect me, protect any survivor and that was me." She popped another piece of meat into her mouth, not really tasting or savouring it, just eating because she felt a need to keep her mouth busy asides from how she was already using her words to rip his heart apart. "He said he would be beside me all the way and he was. He protected me. We were destined to be together right from the beginning and we didn't even know back then." She said, watching him as he stared back at her icily.Yes, she was getting the reaction she wanted. The dagger she had dug into his heart had not hurt hin, she knew but this should be doing something, showing him one quarter of the pain she was going through."George is a wonderful father and the only husband that I would ever have." She paused, taking in a breath. "When he thought that I would never have a mate, because of what the witch said, he was willing to be mine and for me to be his, without