The Conqueror's Wife
‘…You will be cursed, shamed, harassed because of the mark you will bear…’
She finally understands the meaning of his words, finally understand the mark he speaks of, it is not a physical mark, it was the title of being his wife, the woman on whose bosom he would rest his weary head after drenching himself in the blood of the innocent.
Kiara often regarded women who coddled evil men as witches, now she was one of them, she would be one of them soon. He was right, this is by far the worst punishment she will ever be made to endure, it is a fate worse than death in so many ways than she can describe.
She breaks down in tears, sobs wracking her body and she can barely breathe.
“What have I done
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