Chapter Eighteen

Kazia

It had been a day since my encounter with Lady Agrippina, and I hadn't dared to step foot outside my room. Her words echoed in my mind, haunting me with their chilling implications. I got consumed by a paralyzing sense of fear that I could not shake off.

How could someone who seemed so lovely and kind say something so dreadful and cruel?

I repeated the conversation in my head, each word carving itself further into my brain. Agrippina's twisted reasoning had upset me, making me doubt my own existence as well as the complex power dynamics I was stuck in.

Shivers ran down my spine as I recalled how she said she would have advised suicide if Murad hadn't bedded me. It felt as if my worth as a person had been reduced to the status of an object for their irrational desires, and it upset me to think that she had even threatened me after.

Hunger clenched at my stomach, a clear reminder that I hadn't eaten all day, while I sat by myself in my room, lost in my thoughts and drowning