Amaris’ POV
I’m living under the palace of the South Territory like a ghost. The maids aren’t talking to me. Even Sebastian is ignoring me now, afraid that Prince Daniel would get mad at them. I understand their situation. If I am in their shoes, I’d do the same. But I just can’t help but to feel sad and miserable. I feel like I’m living in hell. It seemed like a crucial punishment. It seemed like living like this is as good as dead.
This is the third night I cried silently in my new room. I’m in a maid’s chamber. I’m alone here and this chamber is at the tallest tower of the palace. It’s cold here and also dark. The bed isn’t comfortable and so small. I feel like a prisoner. Hell! It’s even worse.
I caressed my baby bump as I swallowed hard and bit my bottom lip, suppressing my sobs. T
