Dante's POV
"That is not happening, Ashley. We are going to get through this." I slammed my hands on the table in front of me.
How could Ashley come here and say such annoying stuff? This was the main reason I asked the guards not to let her in under any circumstances.
I wondered what she must have told the guard or done that made him let her pass.
I was trying to settle the issue of looking for a loophole, and here she was making my work difficult.
Now she had agreed to leave, what the hell was I fighting for? It was just as if I had been making noise for the past half an hour.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, but you don't get to decide my fate. If I bear you this child in my womb, you will die. I don't want that, and to save everyone the stress, I am leaving," Ashley blurted, shooting daggers at me.
