Emma.
I knew I had to be strong. I couldn’t let them see me cry. I had wept for far too long, and for just one man.
Kael.
My alpha. My mate. The first man I'd ever truly loved.
Now, I was done weeping for him.i would have to be pretty. I'd have to put up a smile and pass the rest of the day.
Cassidy was weaving delicate flowers into my hair. I had to look beautiful. It was a royal instruction and Cassidy had learnt not to take that lightly.
As she worked quietly, I looked at the mirror. The mirror reflected someone beautiful, but I’d never felt as empty or as unworthy as I did in that moment. All I wanted was to be alone, to endure this shame quietly.
But somehow, I forced a smile.
"Mistress Emma, are you okay? You’ve been smiling," Cassidy noticed, her eyes meeting mine in th
