Faye pov
Every time I see them together, my blood boils and I cannot help but feel angry, Anger I was told was not good for my baby, my future king but I couldn’t help myself.
Not when he doesn’t even notice that I was standing by the door, watching him and Gwenn, not even when Gwenn saw me and she couldn’t hide the laughter in her eyes. I had turned to a laughing stock in the palace.
The one who owns the king’s heart is the winner. I didn’t even have the consolation prize of being the queen, I was nothing but the king’s dirty, unwanted secret.
The thoughts refused to stop passing through my head. I was nothing to the king even with my child the heir, I was still nothing.
I screamed in anger as I use my hand to hit the bed in rage. I cannot lose. I won’t. The anger became
