What would she have done if the prince threatened to harm her father or grandfather.
Hate was a strong word to hear, and it was even harder to pronounce.
She did not carry them in her heart with love, but they still claimed a piece of space in it.
After her conversation with Cassandra, Arabella left a word with Carlton that no member of their staff that still had family back in Lustris were to go anywhere near the prince.
Three hours spent on her feet, making sure everything, every little detail belonged in its rightful place in the ballroom.
The next night promised to be eventful. Unfortunately, not in any good manner.
Sore in her shoes, troubles weren't ready to let go of her just yet as in her room where she was supposed to find comfort, Arabella found yet another reminder of her reality.
Blue that gown was, similarly to the gown he'd wanted her to wear when coming to the castle which never happened.
Hell, Arabella wondered whether it was the same gown at all.
