8. Plans

Henry clenched his fists tightly, until his knuckles turned white from the exerted force.

"You have no right…"

"You're mistaken, Henry. Between you and me, the only one who has no right to see her in any way is you. Selene Russell is my fiancée," Frederick reminded him with delight.

The king couldn't forget the brooch he had seen hanging on Henry's chest on the day of the ball, because the meaning of that unique piece could only express the level of intimacy or trust between the two.

Frederick discreetly breathed, trying to keep anger from taking over his heart and demanding an explanation from Henry, as he feared that he wouldn't be sincere. The king didn't deceive himself about his cousin, he had always lived in fear that he wouldn't be different from his uncle and would dare to attack his life.

"I met her first," he refuted angrily.

"She was already my fiancée, there's no way you can win or have her, Henry. For your own good and the good of everyone, stay away from her, look at her