71. Beginning of an end

(Vera)

Orna shrunk her nose, her eyes flashing in irritation.

"Just hand me the crown, Vera." I looked at the woman I had once loved with everything. I loved her just as much as I loved my mother. I looked more like her than my own parents. "I don't want to hurt you. I never wanted to-"

I scoffed. "Liar."

She gave me a frustrated groan.

I couldn't forget the nights she sat by my bed, reading me stories and how much I enjoyed every moment I spent with her. Now, there was nothing between us. Only this chasm of anger and rage and bitterness. She would never understand why I hated her so much. Not just because she used me, but because she chose something else over me. Not because she wanted the crown, but because she wanted it, knowing that my death was the payment for her power.

Was she that power hungry?

I shook my head with a glare in her direction. "Why? I would be dead either way, wouldn't I? You won't care what happened to me. As long as you get your power, you have no qualms about