That same night, Samantha crept into Menar’s quarters, her steps light and deliberate. The warrior looked up in surprise, suspicion flickering in her eyes. But Samantha’s trembling lips and tear-streaked face softened her guard.
With hushed words and a voice choked with grief, Samantha poured out her poisoned tale. She wept as she claimed she had once been Theo’s true love — his chosen mate — until Rina slithered in, brainwashing him and stealing his heart. She said she had begged Rina to let go, to show mercy, but instead Rina had cruelly demanded that Theo reduce her to a servant, humiliating her in front of everyone. And now, as if that were not enough, Rina carried Theo’s child, basking in the life that was rightfully hers.
Menar listened, stiff and silent, her jaw tightening. Samant
