Has She Snapped?

“We have no other choice!” Reginald threw his hands up, agitatedly weaving a hand through his hair. “it’s the only way.”

“No!” Lexington barked, slamming his fist on their father’s desk. That option Reginald kept bringing was inadmissible. How could they make Savannah a scapegoat to what she knew nothing about?

Meanwhile the King stood by his window, peering down at his Kingdom with a lost look. This was what he meant when he said Reginald was a monster and a psychopath who would do the worst things in the name of protecting the Kingdom. Most of all, he was worried of…

“What about her folks?” he spoke up finally, turned to look at his son. One dark, one light.

Reginald threw his head back in laughter. “A stray cat is given more thought then Savannah to her folks. She is just a lowly maid that nobody likes.”

Lexington’s fingers balled. He had taken it upon himself to protect Savannah from Reginald since Ryker had made him promise, no matter what it took and now that she was back in the