“I can’t believe that my own mother does not believe or trust me, how can you accuse me of seducing the king when I already told you over and over again that he forced himself on me?” She cried out.“You are accusing the king of rape Carmella but you and I know very well that he did not rape you” Zara scoffed looking away while running her warm hands through her veil “look at who is talking about trust, trust you say? Why should I trust you right now after you disappointed me? Aren’t you the same person that told me that you are no longer interested in the king and you have decided to move on with your life little sister I know that the reason why you persisted on going to the palace is to achieve your evil aims, how could I have given birth and raised a daughter like you Carmella?” She cried out.“Mother stop it! You’re accusing me wrongly and I don’t like it!” She jerked up on her feet at once filled with fury, her eyes burnt with hatred towards the words her mother said to her, she
She shivered laying there, her body couldn’t stop trembling, she sobbed uncontrollably for hours, she just couldn’t believe that she just got beaten like a punch bag by her own mother, she have never done that no her no matter what her offense was, she knew that this was more than a sign, her mother would never support her marriage to the king, she does not have her blessings and like they always say in their village, not having your mother’s blessing when getting married is a bad omen, she gulped hard thinking about that while clutching both hands and legs together at a corner, her face looked very red and her body covered with bruises and wounds, she tried to stand but then she couldn’t, it was all pains, she winced with so much pain and difficulty giving it every strength she had remaining within her body, she really needed to get her ass up even though it was one hell of pain, she just couldn’t describe how she was feeling, she equally felt burning sensations on face, the parts he
Zara took a glance at her and sighed “shouldn’t you be grateful Carmella that I am kind enough not to have broken that mouth of yours? Cause you certainly don’t deserve to have that hole on your face, not after what you want, I don’t care what you believe anymore child but you don’t betray me and go freely, no one does, I trusted you and believed every word you say, only for you to go to the palace, seduce the king and end up in bed with him, you want to get married to him don’t you? You want to live in the palace and have servants serve you right? Well welcome on board ma’am cause finally you are going to have all that and more at your beck and call but you know what? Don’t come crawling back here in tears when the real pains of this marriage begins.”Carmella shook her head “real pains of this marriage? You mean like Joshua hating me and never regarding me as his wife or Diana returning? You know so well that your daughter Diana have lost her place in the palace when she chose a hum
Deep down she still hated the fact that she was making her own daughter feel like a complete stranger in her own mother's house but the fury burning in her heart burning over what her daughter have done would let her bring forth the compassionate part of her.She walked back to her sitting, she sat reluctantly and continued with her soup, with the way she scooped it you would wonder if it would ever get finished from the bowl though it was obvious that she was trying to use it to get her mind off something, her gaze was fixed on the basket containing jewels which still sat idly on the table, she watched as her daughter walked over to the table, gradually she kept taking glances at the dresses, they were so fine and looked pretty attractive, she looked away when her gaze met with that of Carmella, she didn’t want her to feel like she cared at all about the clothes, the jewels or even the wedding, Carmella noticed her mother gaze and sighed out loud feeling even more broken, she felt ex
Now she could finally feel a whole bundle of peace rushing in and out of her, at least she didn’t feel alone or abandoned anymore even though her mother have clearly shown her the red lights, even though Joshua have made it clear to her that her marriage to him was equivalent to she signing her own death warrant, but what could she do when she have already started the journey? This have always been what she wanted right from childhood and she wasn’t ready to turn it down now that it was at her door step, not for any threat in the world from either her mother or husband to be, she forced a smile on her face staring at Azora who seemed to be in her home, the background from the mirror proves so though she wondered why it took her so long to confront her, she finally did was she was asked to do well without endangering herself or anyone else, she expected her to appear quick and congratulate her for a job well done or should be say a job partly done well, she is had a whole lot to do, fi
Azora shook her head wagging her finger across her face “not so fast Carmella, not so fast” she noticed Carmella grunt running her hands across her neck.“Does it hurt that much?” She arched her brow.Carmella looked up at her wondering what she was referring to “does what hurt?” She looked a little lost.Azora sighed “come on, I know what happened to you, I mean how you ended up with that bruises and wounds all over.”Carmella looked away “I don’t want to talk about it.”“You can get rid of her if you want to” Azora said.Carmella’s eyes widened “get rid of who?”Azora shrugged “your mother of course, it’s obvious that she isn’t in support of you or what you did and their is a million possibility that she would do everything in her power to ruin it, so instead of her destroying all your hard work don’t you think it’s best to get rid of her?” Carmella shook her head at once in fear struggling to stand on her feet “how can you give me such a horrible suggestion? I would never do anyth
Azora rolled her eyes in displeasure “bla…bla…bla… take a good look at yourself Carmella, your own mother turned you into her punch bag simply because you don’t agree with her, because you did what would bring you happiness, can’t you see how cruel she is? She would have killed you, trust me when she hits you again she wouldn’t leave you alive, what exactly do you think would become of you if she ever finds out the truth? You think she wouldn’t want to see your head hanging on a spike?” Carmella looked away confused for a moment, what was Azora actually referring to, what truth exactly? She turned to her “what truth are you referring to Azora?”“The truth about Diana, do you think your mother would want your life spared? Of course she won’t, infact she might end up killing you herself!” Azora said.Carmella gasped “stop saying such things, my mother isn’t like that, yes she might prefer one child to the other but that doesn’t mean she hates me that much.”“Really? What about now? You
Terry locked up behind bars, he sat at a corner mumbling in rage while feeling totally abandoned, he couldn’t describe the rage that burnt in his heart at that moment, how could the queen do this to him? What exactly have he done wrong other than say the truth? He buried his head in between his legs for a moment while still sitting at that corner, his eyes looked blood shot from complied rage, he wished at this moment that he could stand up to the queen and give her a piece of his mind but that would equally mean signing his death warrant for no one dares stand up against the queen, the only person whom he had seen do that countless times and yet get away with it was the king, well he always got away with it because he was the king and equally her son else she would have had him roasted alive. A lot of times Terry have tried to force himself to believe that the queen wasn’t cruel, she was rather trying to dominate everyone and everything around her, she was equally trying to make sure