GEORGINA'S POV.
“Wait,” my jaws dropped open in shock, as I shook my head in disbelief. What was Godfrey talking about? Was my ears failing me or did Godfrey actually say that he was participating in the fight?
“Are you crazy?” I snapped, my voice echoing loudly in the hallway. “Godfrey, why would you decide to kill yourself when I am on the verge of hanging myself trying to protect you.”
“My queen,” he bowed. “Please, I want you to believe in me, I can do this.*
I scoffed loudly shaking my head in disagreement, my blood boiling through my veins, if one could taste anger and frustration with their tongues, it would be what I was tasting right now… a sour taste filled with blood.
“Godfrey,” I called, trying to calm myself down, but it was clear I was doing a terrible job of calming
