Lily
“Alfred is holding Vincent at gunpoint. He is furious.”
The words ring in my head. My whole-body trembles. She is the queen, yet she looks terrified. Alfred is the type to kill his own brother for much less. That means he will kill Vince unless I drink this.
“You should have waited for us to resolve this.”
Her accusatory tone gets to me. They are the ones who raised a monster who has no regard for anyone else but himself. It’s now our fault for loving each other. We can’t choose to be together because their spoiled brat of an heir will throw a tantrum.
“We both know that all your decisions favor Alfred,” I latch out at her. Alfred is an ass, but they have let allowed him to be from a very young age. She would rather blame me than reprimand him.
“Alfred is the heir to the throne
