CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
Angelica resented having to wait at one side of the court almost as much as she hated being a prisoner at all. This was not the way the world was meant to work. She was supposed to be the one sitting on the throne, with people coming to her, seeking aid, declaring loyalty. It wasn’t meant to be Sophia.
She was the one who was supposed to have Sebastian standing by her side.
Instead, he stood there next to Sophia, both of them still breathing in spite of Angelica’s best efforts. She saw the way they smiled across at one another whenever there was a space to do it, perfectly happy, perfectly content with one another in the moments before another supplicant came forward.
Angelica had to wonder just how stupid they were to feel like that. People always found a way to di
