"Pregnant wit 'is child." The words echoed in Rose's head as she fled out of the house.
Her father had tried to stop her, but Rose didn't even give him a chance. He couldn't chase after her because he couldn't leave her mother all by herself.
There was no reason her father would lie but Rose had to see for herself before she believed what she had heard. There was some mix-up or misunderstanding, she was sure of it. There was no way the two most important people to her after her parents would do something like that together.
She could understand Ander getting married, after all they should have married a long time ago, and who knew when the crown prince was going to let her go. Her excuse didn't make much sense, she knew, but she could still understand.
