Kral gives Alen a look. Alen nods, steps forward, and kicks Bernice off her horse."Oh, my prince." Bernice, who was on her knees, raised her chin. "Of course you know who I mean, don't you?"Her feet were tied and she could not stand, but she still stared straight at Kral, her bright red lips like blood.It was a hunting look, and she never believed that any man could resist her charms, and I was the one who was always forced to watch her triumph.Kral came up to me and gave Bernice a cold, contemptuous look.“Pa!” Kral slapped Bernice's face so hard that I shivered. Her golden hair fell to the side and her eyes widened in disbelief."Why are you doing this to me?" Bernice touched her face and said with a lump in her throat, "I like you so much. You shouldn't have done this to me, Your Highness."She suddenly turned to me, her eyes bloodshot, her voice suddenly distorted. "All of this is because of you." She gritted her teeth, her face contorted. "You're just trying to get back at me
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