Chapter 47

Sasha sat on the sofa in front of the window with her elbows resting on the sill as she stared outside at the city that surrounded the castle. She wondered if the people who lived there were the same as their king. Were they hostile or friendly? Was the atmosphere down there humanely or terrifying, surrounded by the scent of blood?

While she was pondering on this, the door of her room was knocked and a maid stepped inside. She bowed to Sasha and told her that her husband, King Jasper, sought her. Yesterday's events raked her mind and she went stiff for a while. Nevertheless, she left her comfort zone to see Jasper.

The great Jasper who choked her to death yesterday, yanked half of her hair out of her scalp and called her a whore even with his half-crippled form. Sasha entered his room and like usual, he was sitting on the bed with his back against the headboard.

He was reading a book but he closed it as soon as Sasha stepped inside. She was quite nervous, wondering if he had forgotten