Chapter Two Hundred-Sixty-Nine – No Light
"Then leave." Laurel turned away.
Zeldris sighed, thoroughly disliking the fast pace of events towards the negative. Where will they find someone else to help Bebe?
He thought of pleading for Alice's sake but the disdain on the her face only made him want to throw her out himself.
"Get out. There must've been a reason Damancas threw you out to Sir Darren." Laurel added.
Alice balled her fists and even dared to take a step towards the Princess but was held back by Zeldris.
"I wasn't thrown away to Young Master Darren. My mate died so I was sent there to recuperate, you have no—"
"Yes, I have no idea how losing a mate felt but if I was your mate..." Laurel glared at her. "I'd prefer death to staying with you in a fated hell."
Zeldris let go of Alice, staring at the princess. Alice did nothing but glower at the girl in front of her, wanting the words she just heard to be a lie.
