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Third Person POV "Why did you bother telling me?" she said to him miserably "It's not as though you were wanting my opinion" she added. He smiled, it was cold, cruel, and calculating. She felt her heart skip a beat. Something wasn't right. He was looking at her in a predatory fashion. His eyes were glittering and there was a stiff look on his face. He c****d his head. "I needed you to come out of your room," he said softly "You tend to lock me out of it these days" he added "and I find it extremely frustrating. Not to mention, I find I have grown tired of having you as my wife," he said "I may not be able to divorce you" he snarled "but I can still have a mistress. Illegitimate children are not recognized as rulers so don't worry about that, but I can hardly have you in my way" he added.