Preface- The queen of a failed empire

-A good slave, no doubt. And it's going to cost me a fortune to get rid of this bloody hellish girl.

Will Morgan sighed with regret... Nothing pleased the woman. The wavy black hair on the tanned skin showed a middle-aged woman, cold, cruel and loveless.

-The girl...- Will sighed, not knowing how to resolve the situation.

Oh, wasn't everything enough? The deaths? He kept his word. and hid the secret of an assassin. In his fury of jealousy, he had ordered them to kill the merchant's salesman who had his eye on the girl.

He was tired. He worked day and night and nothing pleased the woman or made her smile.

-She IS a breeding slave ...- Will spoke even more annoyed.

Lizandra smiled with satisfaction. Revenge was a pleasure.

- And very rickety. There is no doubt meat is missing from the bones. Have them pay the merchant and provide clothing and a bath for this animal. It's starting to smell bad.

Will swallowed the insulting words. He was trying to be patient. Lizandra lately... The sudden changes in behaviour... There weren't any glass dishes left in the kitchen. In a fit of fury, the woman had broken everything looking at the girl.

adopted. A ragged girl she just exploited. She knew with satisfaction that Lilandra the sister liked the girl and had done her best to separate the girl from those who loved her.

Cruel and vengeful... she walked with difficulty because of her knees... Witchcraft... There was a price for witchcraft. They were not spells of nature to bring healing or blessing.

In her tower, the old queen conjured up demons. A spell with the fire demons had almost paid off. Her sister… The carriage accident… Lilandra had escaped, but Lizandra knew with satisfaction that there were scars left on her sister's face. While Lilandra was dear and loved by all, Lizandra was the cause of the old father's displeasure.

Kassuim and Faith always played together around the castle. And that irritated the bad queen a lot. She wanted her adopted daughter away from everyone. She had been administering tear powder for some time, hoping to poison the girl without much success. It was a curse how Will always seemed to be suspicious of everything.

It was said that the evil queen had sold her soul to the devil. She wanted power and glory after her first husband had abandoned her in absolute misery. And her dark soul brought a reign. In a few months, she became a landowner and maintained relationships and friendships only with the highest society, humiliating poor and needy people. There was no heart in that woman.

Will looked astonished. Lizandra intended what? He had ordered the maid to throw away all the shoes Kassuim had.

-How do you expect the girl...

- Go barefoot. Like the miserable ragtag that he is. Otherwise, you can guarantee me a marriage with a rich family so that I can make a profit from what this pestilence serves me?

The evil queen with a lot of work managed to send the girl away. And without compassion. He also got rid of Faith. She only liked Rafe, the boy she was raising who suffered terribly at the bad old lady's hands. No one dared to challenge her. And one afternoon...

When the afternoon fell... They arrived...

She watched from the top of the Tower as ichichos invaded her property. They arrived and destroyed everything with torches. The news that the old queen had gotten rid of her daughters made the local people furious.

She furiously looked at the child beside her, deciding if it was worth it. She could kill the child... Of course, she could... she had enough money to buy them all and not even the authorities would question her actions. The girl recoiled in fright.

The queen held two knives in her hands. In her anger, the blades clashed in her hands as she looked at her adopted daughter.

-I'll kill you. Damn it, pest. She is very much her father's daughter. a damn freak