The red burning mark looked old yet it felt so warm and new that Ana's stomach roiled again.
The woman standing in front of her was her enemy, yet her pain made Ana shambles in her actions.
"We are just victims of cross fire." Ana shook her head and swallowed, feeling the bile rise in the back of her throat again.
"This is not the cross fire. This is an Atrocious barbarian. We have to kill him." Ana paused at her own words.
Killing was not a big deal after she had killed the viscount. But killing Luke?
He was so closer to his majesty that he could bring the royal seal for her. He could be an important pawn in her game. She had to change her whole plans if she wanted to get rid of him.
Emma paused, her lips flattened as she glared at Ana,
"Kill him? Do you think he is a rodent running on the road and you can squish him under your heels and throw him under your carriage? You have lost it." she shook her head and took a step back.
