CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE (81)

She laid lonely on the bed, she couldn't bring herself up, she felt burdens on her shoulders, she felt heavy and pressed, she felt defeated. Never for once had she expected the King to react that way. He was supposed to understand but everything went wrong but there was no way she would marry the King. She would rather meet her end than face the betrayal of her mate, she wouldn't be able to bear it but what about her family, her mother, her father, and grandmother. What was going to happen to them?

Devika sighed, feeling a teardrop roll down her face. She remained still the bed doors of her chambers opened and footsteps walked in but what made her react was the sweet scent that went through her nose, that sandalwood scent that could only come from her mate but unlike last time, it was mixed with a powerful aura, filled with dominance and authority. Her head immediately jerked up and was met with the familiar eyes of the King but in different attires. She slowly