48 - Unwanted Scent

"You don't have to be afraid. I'm here, Isabelle," he said with tenderness. Although shrouded in doubt, he slowly pulled my head to rest on his chest.

He caressed my long blonde strands lovingly. Slowly, my breath, which had been labored, began to feel regular. The tremors I felt were thanks to the shadow of Estella's death.

"Thank you," I said sincerely. After feeling better, we started talking about what had been interrupted earlier.

About Estella trying to kill Arthur because she found out about her fake pregnancy.

"My speculation is that Estella will kill the other princes and leave only Matthias," I said with confidence. "She will kill everyone who stands in the way of Matthias becoming king."

"Then she'll blame everything she does on you," he continued. His eyes didn't blink at me, his lips biting in a sign of suppressed emotion.

I nodded my head in agreement with his opinion. "And after that, she'll kill me. At least she'll wait for me to give birth first and then kill me."

"Ha