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Masha didn't know how to react when she heard that Czar had sent for her himself. She didn't know what exactly to battle with—her fears or her shame?

She watched as Mica expressed displeasure over the issue. But of course, there was no way she could refuse the prince's orders. Disgruntled, she turned to Masha.

"The prince wants you to bring a jar of water to his room. You should hurry." She spoke with a scrowl on her face.

Masha swallowed hard. The rest of the servants threw glances at her like she was the greatest offender. She could imagine their thoughts.

'Even the Alpha Prince wants to humiliate her.'

'Imagine being a servant to her own husband.'

Forcing herself to ignore them, Masha reached for a tray, where she set the jar of water and a cup. Then she headed out of the kitchen.

She overheard them mumbling and whispering behind her back, but paid no attention to them.

Her back and legs were hurting a lot. She knew the guards had dipped the whips into some kind of poison before la