Chapter 144: "Sacred Claims and Hidden Life"
(Victoria’s POV)
Victory always tasted sweeter when served fresh.
As the bond between Alexander and Grace faltered—evident in his stormy expression—I felt a surge of satisfaction. Hearing how coldly Grace had dismissed his request made me want to laugh. Of course, she would deny him. Of course, she would show him pushback.
The divide between them was slowly widening, a rift I had worked tirelessly to create. I just needed to keep pushing.
I smiled to myself as I picked up my fork and began eating, every bite of my moon-blessed meal tasting better than the last. What nausea? What discomfort? All of that had melted away now that my plan was sliding perfectly into place.
Alexander sat across from me, silent but brooding. His piercing ey
