Charles shot a mocking glance over his shoulder at his men, his voice dripping with arrogance."Ten years ago, I told you not to marry this guy. First, he's not as fit as me. Second, his family's not as wealthy as mine. Third, he doesn't treat you half as well as I do. Marrying me? That's just common sense."I didn't have the energy to trade barbs with him. I spoke softly instead."Did you ask the King for his decree? And if I say no mistresses—ever—would you agree?"He snorted, nodded once, then waved lazily and headed back to the palace.A small laugh escaped me. But before the smile even left my lips, I turned and saw the chaos inside.Lena had somehow gotten her hands on all the jewelry Charles had brought—the hairpins, the necklaces, the rings. She was wearing them like they were hers. And Sebastian was right beside her, smashing everything she didn't want against the floor.I crossed the room in a flash and slapped him across the face."Put it down!"Lena flinched at my
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