I had just one glass of Burron, but why the heck am I having the craziest headache ever? I open my eyes, looking around. How did I end up in bed? I slowly sit up, and I can hear giggles and laughter coming from the kitchen. "Do we have some here? Perhaps, Kesem?" My voice is low. I get up and walk towards the kitchen, and a lady is sitting with her in the kitchen. I haven't seen her before. She has straight, long brown hair falling to her waistline. The palace maids don't dress this way. She's also wearing a floral gown."Oh, Betty," I sigh and clutch my head, groaning."Your Majesty! Your Majesty, are you okay?" Betty says worriedly. I nod, standing up straight and walking towards Isabelle, sitting on a long stool, eating something from a jar. "What's that? Good morning, love," I say, kissing her cheek. I don't care if she doesn't want me touching her, but she can't deprive me of giving her morning kisses. "Good morning," she says, staring at me. Her eyes are glancing around me, h

KYLER'S POV"Your Majesty, what are you doing to do?" Kesem asks, but a knock interrupts.Your Majesty," Perry calls, and I sigh, resting on my chair in my study."How's she doing?" I ask Perry. Honestly, I am scared to even go see her, I know she probably hates me, in fact she does, she doesn't play with Victoria, but this is all Lee's fault he shouldn't have brought her there, and let her see. However, I do not have plans to release Victoria, not now. "Not good, Your Majesty." Perry replies. "Keep an eye on her for a while," I say, taking a deep breath. Isabelle does have a way of getting to me. She has her way of punishing me, and it works every damn time."Your Majesty, I think you should see her. She hasn't eaten or gotten up from the floor. She hasn't even bathed, I really mean she isn't well," I recline, staring at the white wall, and I want to run to her."Is that something you should be telling me? Where are her maids? Force something into her, and let her shower, I mean i

Eight hours since the jealousy drama, eight hours since Kyler walked out of the dining room alone, and I sat down to eat everything I could.But his words were nestled on my skin, my brain, and every part of my body. I remembered them all too well. However, he looked disappointed to be called a monster, and now I think about it. That's why he was named a ruthless and evil king. He was cunning and full of deceit.EARLIER."Jealousy? You're mine, Isabelle, I own you," he catches my wrist and pulls me to the table, and I sit. Before I know it, Kyler spreads my thighs apart, and I hear my dress rip. "Every part of this body, your breast, eyes, ass, and those sweet juice are all mine," his hands crane to my neck, gripping it slightly and forcing me to face him, "Your lips are mine, your soul and body is mine, you let any man touch you, he would be dead and buried and you, tied to my bed to remind you whose Queen you are," "I'd like to see it. Watch you murder your men. I'd like to see the

After seeing Leon again for the first time in months, I had an upset stomach, and I don't even know if I was excited, annoyed, irritated, or happy, but I know I was surprised."Your Majesty? Are you okay?" Ayn called for me while I vomited all my wine and food. Gosh, Victoria, the only reason she's still here is because I allow it. I know that well, but I can't even order her out. My conscience won't allow me to. Guilt would eat me up if something ever happened to her.I stepped out of the bathroom, and she immediately handed me a napkin, which I used to wipe my mouth. I walked to my bed and sat by the edge, staring at the clear blue sky. Damn Victoria, I thought maybe I could annoy her, but she rocked my world by finding Leon. I should be happy he is alive. I am. But I hate he has to see me with another man, and I know Kyler won't let me go so easily. No, that's not the problem. Is it Kyler, or I won't let myself go easily? I sighed heavily without knowing how I put Ayn, Kia, and Bet

It's been a week since I saw Leon. Days passed, and I secretly watched Victoria. She hadn't made any move but made friends with ladies around the palace. Most didn't even know she was an ex-queen. It wasn't my business.The tournament was in an hour. Ayn walked in with my gown for the first round. The second I heard was tomorrow morning, and according to Ayn and Betty, it was that time of the year when ladies fell in love and sent out secret love letters to knights and men they admired. I have heard their excitement nonstop for one week. What I didn't expect was Betty being over the top."I'm going to make you the prettiest at the tournament," Betty says excitedly. "Other ladies are going to make themselves pretty so they can get attention from the warriors, but every warrior would be focused on the Queen since the tournament is in your honour, my queen," she says, adjusting my lipstick. "So you have to look your best,""I'm married, Betty, I don't expect any man to look at me," "It'