Chapter Thirty Three: What it appears to be or what it really is part three
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King Ian really did not want to be violent towards his daughter.
Not before the red moon ball, no. He could not afford to damage her beauty, not even slightly. And if he was to punish her, then she would surely not be in a mood good enough for her to get herself a good king.
So now he had to succumb to her whims. And he hated that. Oh, he hated it so much.
"Iyene is treating herself to what she deserves."
"And what is that supposed to mean?" Princess Vye spat out. Yet again hissing.
Yet again refraining from throwing a good slap at that bastard's cheek. Damn. Why did he have to do this all the f*****g time? Was he trying to distract them?
"Did she come up here and tell you that sh
