The events of the previous night played over and over in her head as she sat in her bed.
The bright rays of sunlight washing in through the window did nothing to herald her out of her thoughts.
Where did she get the courage to speak so boldly?
Friedrich had told her much later that Lord Halross was one of the most influential nobles in the Kingdom. But despite knowing that, she had felt no remorse whatsoever.
And she still did not.
But her mind kept riveting back to the man at the center of it all.
She reclined against the headboard and pulled the duvet up to her chin.
She had hated the way he had looked like he was so used to receiving such insults.
How could people stand to mock him after everything he had been through just to keep their merry behinds fat and comfortable?
Now she finally understood why he preferred to hide away.
But more than that, she remembered the way he had looked at her after she had finished speaking before Friedrich dragged her away.
