The horror she had felt when she saw the demon in front of the bridge, patiently waiting for Ruslan, was beyond anything she had ever felt. The moment the demon directly talked to her was the breaking point for her. Rosamund still remembered what it said, the words swirling around in her head like a broken record.
“You could have just given yourself up. You could have saved the mate that the Goddess has chosen for you. Oh, to be you, you poor soul. Shunned by the world, by those who gave birth to you only because they were fools not to recognize the sealed divinity in you. You were hated because you didn’t possess the normal divine. Now you will be hated because you are in possession of far too much divinity. You are cursed either way, Rosamund Marigold, whether you live or die. You will
