I betrayed Havietten, Celia asked herself? When?
Was it when I tried to understand my husband's feelings, despite his animosity and willingness to hurt me?
Or when I spent all that time reading and studying the kingdom's laws, so that I could be a useful ruler one day and not just a pointless decoration?
What is this betrayal she's talking about?
Sabine's next words hit her like a mortal blow to her very core.
"You betrayed our people with that bastard spawn you carried in your womb. Its death is no great loss to anyone."
Celia was almost doubled over, clutching her middle, but she tilted her chin to gawp up at Sabine. "Are you mad? My child was no bastard! What the hell are you talking about?"
"Don't pretend it was a legitimate heir! We both know otherwise!" Sabine snarled back. "It was Lucas Nadrim's bastard in your belly and there's no point in you denying it!"
Lucas?
