“Be at ease, Aniya. I understand how you feel but I didn't tell my brother anything. Why would I? I was trying to help you.”
It took a couple of exchanges of harsh words before Aniya finally gave up on fighting and started begging her to help her get to her son.
“He has taken my son away from me. Please help me get my son back.”
After all, she was the Princess, she should be able to command some powers like Ikrus could, maybe if not totally at least to some extent. But the look in Oana's brown eyes held no promise.
Could she not do anything about it?
Instead of talking about how they could rescue her son from that evil monster she called a brother, Oana inquired about the condition of her legs while she laid down a sack of healing medicine and materials. She pushed her to her bed and started tending to her feet.
Aniya sprung up.
“Can you not hear me? My son is out there—”
“My brother will not hurt him. He is your mate, he is like a father to him.”
Father?
