Chapter 44
Priscilla couldn’t find a single word to say,
She could almost picture how happy Waldo must have been when he did all those things for Jessica, how his heart must have soared as he watched her smile with satisfaction.
The thought made her heart ache, and a deep sense of bitterness and injustice rose up in her. She felt like crying
Selma continued, unaware of Priscilla’s inner turmoil. “And then, that year…
“Enough!” Priscilla bit her lip, turning her face away, her voice hoarse. “Please stop”
She knew that if she asked Waldo, he would tell her everything. There was no need for anyone to deceive her. So, everything Salma had said must be
Moreover, she had seen the scars on Waldo’s back with her own eyes. They were unmistakably the marks left by wild beasts claws
She had once asked him, a royal prince, why he would allow himself to be hurt in such a way. But he had only smiled faintly and never explained. Now
she understood it was all for Jessica.
Consort Adele set her cup down, giving a cold, mocking laugh. “A mere bandit’s daughter, yet you think so highly of yourself. You act as though you’re above all other women, looking down on everyone, even the Queen. But you don’t realize–you’re just like everyone else. You’re nothing special”
Priscilla blinked, surprised, and turned to look at her.
Consort Adele sfeered. “At the banquet that night, you purposely didn’t great the Queen. Your eyes were full of disdain. Do you really think the Queen didn’t notice?”
A chill ran down Priscilla’s spine.
But Consort Adele didn’t seem to care. She casually continued, “Honestly, I don’t like the Queen either. You disrespected her, but I’m not angry about it. Why are you so worked up!”
Priscilla didn’t answer but instinctively clenched her fists.
Consort Adele flicked her bright red nails, her voice turning colder. You think Prince Waldo is deeply in love with you, but to me, it seems like just a passing fancy. When he loved Jessica, it was far more intense tharrit is now. But then again, what would you, a wild girl from the mountains, know about
that?”
“Why are you telling me this?” Priscilla’s heart was heavy with bitterness
“Because I no longer care for Jessica, in fact, I hate her now. And you, my dear, are my best pawn.”
“You won’t use me… Priscilla’s voice was filled with defiance.
“Unless, of course, you don’t care about keeping Prince Waldo’s heart,” Consort Adele suddenly leaned forward, getting closer. “Do you know what Prince Waldo likes about you?”
Priscilla remained silent
Consort Adele smirked. “Ah, you think you know, don’t you? Not only do
only do you know, I’ve figured it out as well”
Priscilla’s grip on her hands tightened, a sense of uncase creeping into her chest.
Consort Adele said, “He was born a prince, of noble blood. Every woman around him, including Jessica, is sweet and submissive. But you, you’re bold and unrestrained. You’re nothing like the other women he’s known, and that’s why he’s so fascinated by you.”
Chapter 44
Consort Adele had sharp instincts–Just from a single banquet, she had seen through everything
She continued, “but what you don’t know is that Jessica is not the meek woman she pretends to be. When she loves someone, she’s gentle, but a she’s decided to leave, she’ll fight against him at every turn. Do you really think that’s going to end well?”
“What……, what will happen?” Priscilla felt a growing sense of diead as the words sank in.
“Of course,
in the end, Prince Waldo will realize that when Jessica lets her wild side show, she’s far more captivating than you. Sooner or later, he’ll fall /
back in love with her.”
Consort Adele’s smile, once soft and gentle, turned chilling as she leaned closer,
“Unless, from this moment on, you do everything i say, I might still be able to help you hold onto Prince Waldo’s heart. Otherwise, once he sees Jessica’s true nature, he will discard you without hesitation, Don’t believe me? How about we make a bet?”
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