"I still need her." Carmen laughed when Charlotte did not even refuse that she had hatred for her daughter and he did not blame her. For he knew the truth of her marriage.
"That man had died long ago. You have already wasted your whole life, Charlotte. And she is your blood too." he explained but the woman gritted teeth with hatred showing in her eyes and voice.
"She is not my blood. She belongs to that man. Do you see any resemblance between us?" She closed her eyes and took a deep breath when she realized where she was. "Your majesty, you are right. She is my daughter. And I care for her. So please help me in finding her. I would do anything as long as you find her. If not, kill Harold for taking my daughter." she shivered with a welter of emotions making the man sigh.
For some reason, Carmen was sure it was not that simple. Harold did have many underlinings to do his bidding. But he was not bold enough to play the trick in the royal palace. But this woman…
