The night had fallen and once again I was back in my bed. I had been informed by Anna that Tristan and Darius were not having their dinner together today as they were out of the palace for some kind of work which is why I took the opportunity to dine in my room by myself. I need it to get my thoughts together.
I wondered how the girl Naya was.
The queen was not afraid of showing her dislike for the girl who was pregnant with her son's child. Even though the child was a bastard he was still her grandson or daughter but the queen had immediately broken off any kind of relationship that could be established between them.
I still could not wrap my head around having the girl killed. For whatever happened she might not even have a hand in it. For all we know, the prince could have forced the young girl.
After all, everyone knew the handsome man could make a girl's heart flutter. Naya looked to be too young to even reach 20 years of age.
