Princess Ana's POV
“I am so sorry,” Daryl repeated for the tenth time.
I couldn't bring myself to accept her apologies because I had far more complicated questions on my mind. Who was she? “How could you flip so easily…it was almost as if you were the person I thought you were to me. You made me doubt I had no other person in this world. I mean, you took care of me even more than a maid… a sister.” It was hard to say while swallowing the bitter lump down my throat.
“Well, here I am,” Daryl cleared her throat as if to say something more important. “If I didn't pretend to follow their rules, they would have done something bad to you.”
“What do you mean?”
“I care for you, my princess, even if it means selling my loyalty just to keep you safe.”
I watched her steadily. Loyalty? Why did I
