Done from his father's chambers, Czar returned to the room and found Masha still asleep. He stood in front of the bed and gave her a long, undefined stare. For one, he couldn't comprehend why he felt so bittered seeing her like that. A few weeks ago, it would have meant nothing to him. Even if he had stepped in and found her covered in blood, he'd have walked away without batting a lid. But this—he couldn't comprehend why he couldn't let go of this. It should mean nothing to him. He was right there, lost in thought, when he heard a knock on the door. He cocked his head and turned around to check who it was, and opening it, it turned out to be Torak. Instantly, Czar felt a sudden heat of anger spread through him. His eyes shimmered with resentment as he stared coldly at Torak, who seemed worried at the door. "My prince," Torak said, lowering his head. "Uh, sorry to disturb, but I heard Masha was brought in here? I just got back and heard what happened at the school. So, I am here t
The morning came swiftly. Sephora and the queen were restless in the room as they knew it was time to go to the courtroom. The air was so tensed between them, especially for Sephora, who knew she was in bigger trouble than the queen. The previous night, she had gone to the cell to speak to Louise about it, but seeing that she was placed together with the other tutors, she couldn't bring it up as that would make the rest of them know she was behind it. She felt trapped and doomed. "My queen, what do we do?" Lines of worry etched her forehead. "What if Louise exposes me in the courtroom? It will be very bad for my image." The queen's hands were tied. Last night, she had gone to the King again to talk him into letting the tutors go, but the King seemed angry as well and wanted to know if Masha was truly innocent. As a matter of fact, her persistence was beginning to make the king suspicious. For a long time, she was silent and didn't know what to say. Then, taking a deep breath, she
The room was immediately filled with sharp intakes of breath as everyone shifted their gazes to Sephora. As for Sephora, she felt her legs become weak and her heart jump out of her chest. No, this cannot be happening. She looked around and found all eyes on her, and the thought of having her image tarnished almost made her mad. "You filthy liar!" She stepped forward and yelled at Louise. "How dare you? How dare you try to drag me into your mess? Why on earth would I ask you to do such a thing?" Louise cocked her head to look at her, still on her knees. "Please, Sephora, there is no point hiding it anymore." She said with tears. "You came to me and told me what you wanted it done. You even paid me awesomely for it and gave me the entire idea. You were also the one who spread the rumours about Jaha's escape because you wanted to get the students riled up. Do not deny it, Sephora. Please!" Whispers passed through the room as everyone was shocked. The whole time, they thought Sep
Sephora walked with her head high, trying her best to ignore the judgmental eyes that followed her every move. The warmth of the sun beat down on her face and made her feel vulnerable and exposed. As she walked, she could year the hushed whispers of the people around her, discussing the unfortunate incidence that had happened. It's been five days since it all happened, five days since her image got destroyed. She had been locked up for four days and only got released the previous night. Since then, her life has never been the same. She could feel the respect the people once had for her, vanishing.It irked her to know a bad image had been attached to her name. It made her feel betrayed.She took in a deep breath as she approached the field and found him there - training. Her steps slowed down,and her heart raced in her chest. She watched nervously as he trianed alone against a log of wood, the rays of sunlight filtering through the trees and illuminating his muscular form. She fou
All eyes danced around the Alpha Prince as he strode into the room, his shoulders held high with regal poise. The sound of his boots echoed against the floor, and his face was as stony as always."I do not think she deserves those questions, Alpha Maverick," he said suddenly when he got to the head of the table.The people expressed surprise, including Maverick, who wondered if Czar had heard his words.In a tone as cold as an arctic wind, Czar added: "Lady Masha here is a wife to this family; she should not be embarrassed that way."He lowered himself to a seat, dropping the jaws of half of the people in the room.Masha's cheeks warmed up in surprise. Did Czar just speak up for her? Again?Edgily, she took a seat. But Alpha Maverick was greatly offended. How could Czar counter him in public? A little boy he had carried in his arms when his sister birthed him. All of a sudden, he's now a man and feels he can talk back at him.He clenched his fists under the table. Enough of the humili
"You really want to pay?" Arabella asked, amused.Of course, her brother was rich enough to buy the entire market if he wanted; she was just surprised because he hardly ever cared.Czar glanced at Torak, who had disappointment all over his face, before turning to Mace behind him."Pay for it.""Yes, My Prince."Masha wanted to thank him, but he walked away before she could."Do not feel bad, Torak. There's still a lot I'd like to get from here," Arabella beamed.When Mace was done paying, the seller packed up the jewelry, and they all left happily."Why don't we try out some nice meals? I am sure there's a lot you would love," Arabella suggested."Sure, I have been salivating since we got here."Masha looked around and spotted Czar at a different cart, staring at some fabrics. It was obvious he hated mingling; it made her wonder why he had come all the way with them.Mace followed them, and this act angered Torak a lot. He knew Czar was intentionally keeping a trail on him to prevent
Masha's chest tightened, as though an invisible weight was pressing down on her. She couldn't think properly. "Masha?" Arabella held her hands, looking very worried. "What is wrong? Why are you acting this way?" She had no idea Masha was eavesdropping on the Alphas' conversations. Blinking several times, Masha forced herself back to reality and looked at Arabella, but her throat was too constricted to speak. "Hey, talk to me," Arabella added in a hushed tone. Masha was too petrified and did not know what to say. Why would the Alphas be plotting such a thing against the King? Why would they want to kill him? Arabella held her hands and shook her one more time, but she couldn't bring herself to say what her ears had heard. How would she even reveal to her that her uncle and the rest of the Alphas were plotting against her father? Wouldn't she look stupid? "It's nothing," she swallowed hard and said. "I um... I will just go to my room now. I need some sleep." Before Arabella could
Masha could feel the weight of everyone's eyes on her. Her heart throbed nervously and her legs had began to shake. "What's she talking about?" "It's poisoned?" "How could the King's drink be poisoned?" Murmurs and whispers rippled through the crowd. Masha forced her gaze down as she couldn't bring herself to look at anyone in the face, especially the Alphas. "What are you talking about, Masha?" King Gregory asked. "My drink is poisoned?" He chuckled and looked around. He was surrounded by his most trusted people. Who would possibly think of poisoning him? "Who would dare poison me, Masha?" Masha couldn't say a word. She was beginning to wonder if she made the wrong decision. How does she go ahead to expose the Alphas? "You need to speak up, young lady," one of the Alphas grunted. "You just disrupted a very important moment. How is the King's drink poisoned?" Expectations were high, Masha realized she had to spill the truth or get implicated. Besides, why should murderers l