Three hours had painfully gone by since the alarming incident at the palace. The servants on duty were detained, and the interrogation was brutal.
Ministers were summoned within seconds, and the palace was beaming with urgency, but before it all happened, she had seen it all.
Adela had come home with one aim, and that was to make Edmon do her every bidding.
Since getting pregnant for him was taking longer than she had hoped, it was time for her to make him the king while she ruled from the back. It was the only way out.
Immediately after Adela walked into her chamber, she sent for the prince, and without delay he arrived almost immediately, as if he had been desperately waiting on her to come back. Standing by the door, Edmon smiled.
"Come."
Adela reached out a hand, which he rushed forward, taking without complaint and with so much stamina.
"I've missed you," he whispered.
Adela smiled, her teeth beating her inner jaw.
"I missed you too," she forced out the words.
