As the appointed judge: a Duke of the highest and most honoured decoration announced the coming of the queen the entire hall fell I to perpetual silence, Cecelia sat there with trickled of sweat on her forehead as not only did she feel uneasy, but there was a terrible knot in her stomach, she didn't want to believe her instincts this time because she was in the king's protection, but at the same time that feeling of danger had absolutely no business being as powerful as it was, instead of watching to see the moment queen Isabel came forth as announced she found herself looking around herself for some kind of clue to why she felt that way, it wasn't James, the man dubbed 'womankind's enemy' was miles away already on a carriage that would randomly drop him in the middle of nowhere with nothi
