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Isabella

The crowd fell silent, and my heart started thumping loudly. But it was too late to stop now.

"And over time, even when I was in Rome in exile, they tried to kill me. My cousin and Roman actively tried to end my life multiple times but failed. Until their son, RJ, actually fired a gun at me, killing my child in the process."

I took a step down one of the stairs, then another, compelled to move closer. The crowd was so large now that I couldn't even quantify how much more they had multiplied.

"They cannot be let to live, period, and not just for my sake, but for the sake of the throne. Let this be a warning to the allies. We see you, and we are coming for you, so sit tight," I said, dropping the mic on the floor.

I turned to Damon, who gave the signal to Raven, who did the honors. Raven got up from sitting by the stairs, climbed the raised platform, and clutched the first person, pulling their head back.

With one of his sharp knives, he slit their throat, causing a torrent