ISABELLE'S POV— 28

"Five years ago, at Lakes... I had met a redhead, too, and coming here just confirmed my suspicion... Queen Isabelle, who knew from kneeling to me, you'd be a queen today," I blinked. His speech was uncomfortable because I knew where he was going. He was indeed bringing five years ago back. "Did you know that very day when you begged me ON YOUR KNEES to spare your life," his eyes shifted to Kyler, "Kyler was at the gathering. Was that when you met her? Did it spark things?" King Damien says.

Out of the things I had expected, wasn't this or Kyler being at the gathering. I wanted to look at him, I wanted him to confirm with me, but I didn't care if he saw me.

"Should I tell you a little secret?" He continues.

The people at the table seemed more interested than I was. His wife Ellen smiled graciously at her husband's behaviour, Damien was drunk, and while he talked, he staggered. Now I have a reason to leave. He opened his mouth to speak, and I got up.

"King Damien, you seem drunk, I bel