Freya It had been two days since Damien had declared war on Nicholas, and it was the first day of come out of my fake quarantine. My stitches had been taken out, but I was still wearing a bandage on my cheek as I went about my business.I was very nervous to say the least, wondering if Nicholas and Damien had gotten into it, wondering if Helena or even Julian would be around the corner, ready to fuck with me again. But much to my surprise, everything had remained rather quiet.“Should I be worried?” I asked Marcus as I made Prince Damien’s bed.“Worried about what?”“Well, it’s obvious I’m a target,” I replied with a sigh as I fluffed the pillows. “Though it’s a shame that it has to be that way.”“Mmm…Let’s just say I don’t think he’ll bother you again,” Marcus said, and when I looked back at him, I saw I satisfied smile on his face.“What did you do?” I asked.“Me? I didn’t do a thing, actually,” Marcus asserted. “But if I were Nicholas, I’d surely back off.”I wonder what he means,
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