~Ramon~
For the first time, I couldn't recognise the man seated before me. I shook my head, repulsion twisting my stomach into tangles. I wanted to throw up.
But I managed to squeeze out, "Do you know what he wanted to use her for?"
For the first time, my father averted his gaze, and that's how I knew it could never be something good.
Yes, there was peace without her, but the price of that peace was bought with her suffering — it was too expensive.
"No, no," I shook my head. The world spun. I staggered backwards, holding onto the wall to steady myself. 'How would she have felt? Betrayed? Angry?' I couldn't imagine. The hollowness in my heart throbbed.
Father stood up, his chair screeched backwards.
"Ramon, don't look at me like that. It was necessary at that point. Prince Radu gave
