But that aside, she could see him, the man whose name she still did not know. And why was he standing there? Why wasn't he standing behind with the other escorts and guards of the Trago empire?
She could see him staring at her with eyes that were sharper than daggers. Eyes that were filled with disgust. Eyes that dared her to spew one more lie.
She had not expected him to be here. It would have been easier if he was not here. But her mind was made up. Even though he was shooting daggers from his eyes. Who were they going to believe? A mere guard? Or the defiled princess!
"There he is, father! Right there!" She pointed her finger at him and cried.
"Whilst taking a stroll in my garden at night. He had trespassed, and had seen me in my private moment and because I had no guards with me, he had his way with me by force."
