Declaration of Peace
"Did something happen last night? Annie told me there was this noise of something breaking―" "Nothing happened, Arthmael, it was just a crystal glass that fell and shattered on the floor." Evelyn plastered the most honest smile she could fake on her face, her hand unconsciously reaching for the thin material around her neck, that was part of the royal blue dress she had worn today, specifically so it would cover the bruises on her neck that Robert's rough finger had left in there. There was a part, a selfish part of her that wanted to tell him; to seek comfort, so Arthmael could hug her tight and never let her go, but she couldn't do this to him. She couldn't shatter Arthmael's heart further more, nor let him do anything crazy like go and attack Robert in front of everyone. Arthmael not
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