Slap.... This sharp pain, the taste of blood spilling onto my tongue. Just because you've prepared yourself to be struck, doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt. I knew that... "What's wrong your Highness?"  "Tell me what—"He slapped me again and grabbed my hair while his eyes were definitely dim. "How long can you feign your ignorance?" he asked coldly. "I am not feigning my ignorance, I simply don't want to believe it!" "But how could I not believe such rumors when I saw it clearly with my eyes? You are trying to cast me aside! I heard it, you're going to make her the Empress!"The way the emitted sound of the broken glass window reminds me of how lonely I am, how he disposes all the belongings I kept inside my room was echoing inside my ears like a thunder clutching my eardrums. "I was trying to tolerate you since you are my fiancee, but I will not tole

Talia's Pov.  He pulled off the bandage and wrapped it around my palm to cover my wound. He caressed my cheek and let out a deep sigh. Hmm? He seems bothered by something. "How did you get so hurt?" he asked, whimpering like a puppy. "Stop staring Trevor," I said. "I'm just upset that's why, you're unwilling to interrupt your work when I'm with you. Can you just take a rest for a bit?" he asked. "I'm fine. Although the process is infuriating, I've obtained a new piece that is worth it all." His expression softened. "I'm not sure if that person is worth your effort. To be honest, I can't help but think that it's a loss." He seems like he wanted to tell me something. I was busy for about weeks so I didn't had the time to visit him. Should I ask what's bothering him? "She's a knight and a daughter from the noble Lavescha." His eyes

Talia's pov.    I've never been fond of meeting an old lady, I thought in the past that they are useless since all they want is to replenish their reputations.  But she's different...  Countess Graham isn't just an owner of the jewelry business but there's something more about her.  "I've boiled this tea from the first tea leaves harvest of this year, I heard you enjoy this tea." I poured the tea on her tea cup and beamed when I saw the odd expression on her face.  She roamed her eyes around before she coughed for a moment. "Are you living comfortably inside the palace?" she asked.  I chuckled and nodded. "The crown prince always checked me whenever I'm having my breakfast," I answered.  "Does the Emperor told you something?" she asked.  Heh, I guess the rumor already reached the nobles's domain.  "I don't think the Emperor would have time to tell me some

Third Person's Pov.    "We couldn't figure out the cause of it aside from the flower that was given by the Crown Princess."  They gasped and shuddered with horror upon hearing what the physician has said. They thought the the Crown Princess is trying to apologize for acting impulsive towards the pitiful Madolina.  But they didn't realize that the flower was poisonous and that the Crown Princess deceived Madolina.  "What should we do? We are going to be killed the moment that the Duke will found out about it."  "Send two knights to take the antidote inside the chamber of the Crown Princess, it might be better if she's dead!" the Butler ordered while gritting his teeth.  After the two knights left the dukedom, the servants tried to lessen the poison from Madolina's body but it was getting worse.  Her skin were dry and cold. Her lips was fairly white and she's more likely seen as a c

Trevor's Pov.     I met master when I was still young. She was still a little girl back then but there's something unique about her.  And I realized that it was her aura and beauty. She's fearless and gorgeous yet the way her eyes were looking at me feels suffocating.  I thought that it was only my illusion, but she told me that she will kill me in the end.  I was sad and couldn't think of any reason why she wants to kill me. I tried acting low and did everything what she ordered.  But the moment her eyes looked at me earlier was definitely the real reason why she hates me so much.  She wants to kill me...  I climbed up at the veranda of her chamber before I knocked three times on the glass door. There are several ways to tell if master wants to see me.  Knocking three times on the door is something that master and I have agreed on.  And when the response