Chapter 7

AMELIA’S POV

I sat on the floor, crying my tears out because there was absolutely nothing else I could do. I walked to the mirror and saw the bruises on my face. I was about to wipe off the blood when a knock came on the door. My heart skipped a beat, but it was just the maid.

“The king asked you to come down for dinner,” she said quietly.

I nodded, forcing a smile. “Okay, I’m coming.”

As she left, I felt the weight of the evening press down on me. I needed to wash away the blood and pain, so I headed to the shower and let the warm water run over me, cleansing my body and giving me a momentary reprieve from the horror of my reality.

When I was done, I dressed carefully, choosing a long-sleeved dress to cover the bruises on my arms. I applied makeup, gingerly dabbing foundation over the bruises on my face. It wasn’t perfect, but it would have to do.

Taking a deep breath, I descended the stairs and entered the dining room. The king, Kai, and Klaus were already seated and eating. I joine