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Princess Yeri.

“On your knees!” Agnes yells but I don’t answer. As a princess, why would I go down to my knees by the order of a lady in waiting. I hold my head high in front of the king. My heart pounds in my chest, a wild rhythm matching the chaos of my thoughts. As soon as I walked in, I could feel the weight of his gaze upon me.

The royal jewelry that belongs to my mother is latched in my hands and I refuse to let go of it. It has the stain of blood which happened after Yolanda said…

“Isn’t your mother dead already? Why should a dead woman’s legacy leave on?”

I lost my temper and I let out my rage when that statement came out from her rotten mouth.

“Your majesty!” Yolanda says, crumbling on her knees and weeping profusely. Her hand is on her neck where it’s bleeding.

“This wench thinks she is above the law! For no reason, she slashed me with the ornament!”

“I did so only after I asked you to let go of it.” I say and Agnes pushes me down to my knees by force. I look up at her, s
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