She stared at his back in shock at the revelation. It was infamous that Ambrose had killed his blood relatives to get to the position he was in out of resentment, but this was news to her. Life of the King before taking over the throne wasn't widely known but to live in a such a dreary place to await your Execution... it couldn't have been a bed of roses. People just knew he was a General, the king's dog on a leash to keep nobility and other Kingdom's in check. A war crazed maniac. Apparently, his life was not as dandy as people liked to portray, which, for the record, didn’t excuse his heartless demeanor. 'There was truth in it when they say monsters aren't born but are made.' Laylin grimaced. The uneven floor was never-ending and she was sweating buckets and getting dizzy with all the footwork. Hesitantly, she asked the question that was weighing heavily in her head. “Are you… really taking me to see Eloise?” Snorting, his head turned back to glance at her before turning away,

Eloise was too dumbfounded to speak but the reply came from behind her. “You seem awfully suspicious of your savior's intentions. I assure you, Princess Laylin. Our King is a man of his word.” Mark began, with a wide, roguish grin. Displeased by the interruption, the Princess raised a brow at the boy who looked like he was hardly past his teens and was trying to be smart with her. “The King had been generous to spare your little witch from capital punishment.” And he rubbed it well on her face. There was a rush of emotion circling inside her as Eloise thanked the King profusely when it was she who had lost everything because of her maid's mistake. Her hands grew clammy but her grip on her dirty cloak tightened. Feeling her body grow colder every second, she had to grind her teeth to witness this scene. Could she ever say out loud, the treacherous snake their king was and what he did to her? Never! 'A man who sets a price for his generosity is no man at all,' Laylin bit her lip fr

When the news of the little witch's death had finally spread, Scarlet felt hot searing anger flood her body at the absurdity. It was a game, a fishy game. Laylin was truly a gem, after all, that bitch! She scoffed, barely able to keep her balance as she staggered to stand. “She really was a whore! I must praise her for the daring feat.” She gritted her teeth as her servants cowered in front of her. Her anger was mostly because her pawn, she had perfect plans in monopolizing power in the inner court, rolled to her brother this skillfully. 'Laylin... I was right! The King really was enamored by her beauty and now I was left to rub her empty hands.' She bit her lips with a force her skin tore, 'I shouldn't have been so impatient to discard her! She was supposed to be my ace!' Everyone had assumed she was confined to the investigation when the King had taken in the witch but how the tables had turned... “Ha! She flipped the whole game just by spreading her legs like a low life. How

“Vindictive Schemes?” He chuckled humorlessly, “These schemes are the reason you are alive.” Her childishness got on his nerves. Naturally, she should be on her husband's side, especially when Scarlet was the worst kind of ally one could have. “And I’m grateful but I would prefer no more favors from these political moves.” She shut the book and looked up at him, “You need to understand, we aren’t in love. You are a dictator in my life and this glamorous position doesn’t change that. No sane woman will ever find a man, who used her vulnerability to cage her, reliable.” Saying her piece, she stood up. “To answer your question, I would want something from you, when you will consider me anything but a territory you needed to mark.” His brow hiked up. Relatively, he was surprised, this calm no-nonsense persona of hers was new to him. She sounded like an experienced politician. He didn’t know she had such a resolve. Or where such hatred stemmed from. Laylin pushed down her emotions. S

All the ladies kept their silence, intimidated by the King's presence but their eyes waited for the confrontation eagerly. To them, a new fertile mistress who was in the King's bed regularly was a threat. Only the marked beast's spouse could give birth to strong, healthy children. Rakhbar had polygamy and there were rare instances where a child was born out of an unmarked wife. The Children are weak but lycan-born. Any heir of the King can be the next King in the absence of the Queen's heir. Besides, who's to say, this foxy woman won't seduce the King to mark her?! Ambrose hummed, still fingering Laylin’s hair. All envious stares were stuck on his fingers in her hair. “A juvenile prisoner died during investigation, do you expect me to resurrect her?” He raised a brow finally looking at her. “Lady Sayon refused visitors. Unverified claims can’t help to proceed investigation beside she recently took back her claim but that’s not what you are getting at. I’ll be generous, speak your