After dinner, Serena invited Emily to her bed chambers for girl talk as she said, and Emily was only too happy to go with her. Among every damned woman present at dinner, not one was anything more than civil with her.
Serena, on the other hand, was simply lovely.
“Why do I feel like I am such a nuisance?” Emily voiced out her concerns as soon as they were in the chambers.
“You’re not, dearie,” she assured her.
“But each time, Theo has to come to my rescue… it just doesn’t feel right,” Emily then muttered as her eyes stung with tears. “If he had been mated to someone with the same standing as him, I bet he wouldn’t be so troubled.”
“It has nothing to with you, dearie, and everything to do with the court’s despicable ways,” was the princess’ response.
“I don’t think they like me,”
