Her Son's Rose?

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Renai's fisted hands were trembling as Evelyn led her to the Queen’s chambers. Her heart was jackhammering in her bosom while she tried to connect the dots in her mind. Why was she calling? She looked devastated back then. Was she going to blame her for the king’s insolence and punish her? The absurd thoughts only dried her throat.

The royal guards slid the gates and they passed the territory of the empress. Evelyn was taking a corridor that was quieter than eerie jungles she had seen in her life, the hush of flames blazing the sconces was only producing a quiet whisper. She gulped hard and clamped her nails into the flesh of her palm while inspecting around.

“Is it the queen's chambers or a path to dungeons?” She croaked out to Evelyn as her brain reminded her of the day she accidentally stepped inside the dark cellar. From that moment, mercy had closed its doors on her.

Evelyn glanced at her and tittered. “This is the route to the queen's private library, she mostly spends