Chapter Forty-One
La Dame
Unadulterated rage. Complete and utter vengeance.
La Dame knew no other feeling since the Basiles of Bela stole her daughter. They twisted her mind, ripping her from the very woman who raised her.
It wasn’t Rapunzel’s fault. Phillip Basile and that son of his were tricksters, bewitching their followers with the false light of their magic. What would the citizens of Bela do if they knew their king’s power originated in darkness? If they saw the anger burning in his eyes?
She’d seen who he truly was. Aurora was meant to be at her side. La Dame gave that up in hopes Phillip would drain the last of his power, killing himself and leaving Bela vulnerable. His power would then latch onto hers, intertwining its unbreakable embrace.
Only, true love’s kiss didn’t kill
