EMMA'S POV"You'll need the energy to make it through the work they will give you." She insists. "I heard the head of the guards say that you'll be overworked because you disrespected King Ethan's girlfriend."I shrug my shoulders. "Yeah . . . but yI will still be fine." I reply, knowing that I don't really care what happens to my life anymore. I will be a corpse after fourteen days, there is no use to be afraid of being overworked, after all the worse they can do is kill me."I . . . am sorry that they are going to take your life." She stutters uncomfortably. "I know they said that you're a murderer, but you look like a kind person to me. I mean . . . you don't have a villainous face. My assumption is that you killed to protect yourself and no one understands." She adds, giving me a sympathetic look.I want to tell her that I didn't kill anyone, but I realize that it won't change a thing. So I just nod my head."I know it won't make you feel better, but you won't die for nothing. You
ETHAN'S POVJason sets down the bags of clothes on the table beside the bed and makes his way out of the room. He has never taken interest in welcoming any other person into this palace before. But I guess Tracy is always an exception regardless of who is involved. "Your personal servants will take care of arranging the clothes. There is no need for you to tire yourself." Jason halts to say with a gentle smile. "Thanks so much. I am already feeling like I am home, your Highness." She humbly bows her head which makes Jason chuckle. "You're part of our family now, there is no need for you to show this respects. You can address me as Jason from now on." He says and shakes her hand. She smile back and he turns to leave. I take Tracy's hand and lead her into her room. She smiles seductively as she takes a seat on the bed and her short dress rides up higher. She doesn't seem fazed by the amount of provocative skin left uncovered by the thin fabric as she carries on to lay down on her b
EMMA'S POVI have never worked in a farm before, it's more strenuous and punishing than cleaning floors or washing bundles of dirty clothes. I am already regretting having not taken the piece of bread my my only friend here offered in the morning. If I had eaten it I would probably have the energy to keep pullingthe ten foot long sack that is now almost full of cotton balls.The sun is about to set and we have barely harvested half of the massive farm. I imagine none of us is an expert in cotton picking. My hands are already bloody from being scratched by the sharp spikes of cotton plants.We haven't been allowed a minute to rest since we entered the field with the long sacks tied to our waists with long ropes. I have been tagging it along throughout the day and it gets more and more heavier as I toss more Cotton inside. At least they gave me a pair of old boots to wear otherwise my feet would be bleeding as well.Not everyone is as tired as me however, except those that are sick. Th
EMMA'S POVI was expecting to wake up in a quiet, dark world of the dead. But angry voices of guards welcome me back to the mean world of the living."We saved her! There is no need to bother King Ethan." A female voice announces and a series of deep sighs follow."If she had died he would have thought that we killed her intentionally. It's safer to let him know that she attempted suicide so that we don't carry the blame if it happens again." A man's voice replies. Guess I didn't succeed in killing myself, and King Ethan is going to know. How could they have possibly saved me? I thought I was dead the moment my body hit the floor. Now all the injured parts ache. I didn't escape from pain or distress, I found more of them both by failing the simple task of taking my own life. I blink my eyes open and meet the stern face of the woman bandaging my wounds. Two guards and their bossy superior stand a step away watching."The vixen is awake. You can take her back to her cell." The woman s
EMMA'S POVLilian catches me before I hit the ground. "Thanks." I mutter to my friend trying to find my balance and stand on my own."You should take a seat." She urges, motioning me to sit on the edge of the small bed where her sick little brother is laying, unmoving. He looks like a cute boy despite his skinny form. He huffs and puffs heavily like he is having difficulties breathing. "I know you tried to kill yourself to save him." Lilian says in a worried tone. "I knew you have a kind heart the moment I saw your face. But I didn't think you would be so selfless as to take your own life for a stranger you hadn't met yet."I don't respond, feeling too tired and in pain to engage in a conversation. She sighs and shakes her head before helping me get to the bed and sit down on the edge. After taking a few deep breaths reach out a hand and touch the sick boy's thin neck to feel his pulse. It's not far from fading away completely. My eyes sting with fresh tears as I realize that I fai
ETHAN'S POVTracy woke up early to prepare a luscious breakfast for me and my family like we are the guests here. Apparently she is still working hard to prove herself in every possible way despite our best efforts to make her feel at home.My family has never looked happier or more united. Seems like the idea of me dying to lift the curse had depressed them more than I bothered to realize. I never thought that the absence of that burden would transform my family into a likable group of beaming faces. They can't see the anguish behind my forced smile. I pretend that everything is okay, but my heart is still drowning in unnecessary distress, and it hurts more than yesterday. I had not taken this pain into account when I made harsh decisions to punish my mate for her wicked lies and hideous acts. I swore not to change a thing worse this disheartening distress gets. Hopefully my heart will have the strength to heal after her death."Ethan promised to marry me after the curse is lifted.
EMMA'S POVI shouldn't be scared of meeting him, there is nothing hurtful that he can do to me that he hasn't done already. He is the one that has wronged me, I shouldn't honour him with my fear. I tell myself as the two guards roughly pull me up the short staircase leading to the warden's office. I should be breathing in his heavenly scent by now, but all I can smell is coffee and heavy perfume. Has he not arrived yet? His scent was too profound the last time we met that I doubt I would fail to smell him if he were so close. The hear voices inside the closed room as we approach and the door swings open even before we get there. The guards picks up their pace and ends up literally dragging me. I imagine the can't afford to keep whoever is in there waiting. They said it's my mate but why can't I smell him. A plump man I assume is the warden holds the door open while his guards push me inside like a thug. I try pulling away from their grasp when my wounds starts to hurt from all the
TRACY'S POVHow I wish I can make the guard drop dead right where he stands. He dared disobey me in the name of keeping me safe. Now he knows my secret and I am not sure I can trust him not to tell others. Rumors like that spread like wildfire. I couldn't allow Ethan and his weak mate to meet, a short conversation with her is all it would take for him to find out the truth. I also knew that threatening to harm her family would make her submit to our orders. People like her worry too much about families that doesn't even give a shit about them. It may seem unfair that everyone believes she is a devil, but someone has to die in order for the curse to be lifted. Ethan is of course the most valuable being in this Kingdom and to my obsessed heart. I will not let him die when someone weak and insignificant could die in his place. He wouldn't approve of my actions despite all I have done to protect him. But being his Queen is so worth it. "I wanted to let King Ethan know that something .