34 trial and error
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(I am trying to change POV today. Please give your comments over the methods I used, which you would prefer for later chapters. If it's making you confused or you found it more informational. please do read both parts, before deciding. Thank you.)
3rd person POV
Feeling utterly humiliated by that bitch Marianne, Isabella went to Cassius, hoping he would take the side of her immediately. But that fool also delayed it, telling it's a procedural work.
It would take time my foot. He was also trying to save his image, by not punishing his so-called wife!
All the way in the carriage, the scene of the duchess room kept repeating in her mind. Walking back to her room, she threw all the things on the floor.
Maids who were habitual of behaviour stayed at the corner, like lifeless statues. They were trying their best to stay invisible, in case they become the subject of her torture.
Taking out all the anger, and destroying almost everything, she sat on the sofa taking a drink to drown herself in its bitter taste.
Her father entered in and sat in front of her. He did not bat an eye on the mess his daughter had created. Its was not the first time he had seen so he just ignored it and started the topic for which he had come
"Are you sure about it Isabella? What if you were not able to prove her guilty?" a man, full of scars on his hand and face but still looked strong, his face reeked authority, spoke to the girl sitting in front of him.
"I am sure father, everyone saw that I was fine before going to the palace, but the next day I developed these blisters," she replied confidently.
"I don't think it's enough. Cassius is a man of rationality. He would not punish his wife in public based on a hypothesis." he replied, taking a sip of wine.
"Killian was there, father, we could use him. He still hates that filthy bitch. He would rather prefer us over her." she replied, making a disgusting face.
"I know, I had spent a whole year filling his mind with all the negative thoughts about his stepmother, and that bitch, she behaved just the way I wanted. A single mistake would not break his trust," she added before marquees Wiltshire could say anything.
"Very well, but if things turn against you, I will not take your side. So think carefully," he added in a threatening tone.
She gulped yet nodded, "even if I did not win father, I will be able to turn more people against her with my pitiful act." she replied being sure that her condition would be taken with sympathy.
"Good, do anything possible and prove Marianne as a bad mother and a worse wife.
If she did not get pregnant in two years and Killian had any accident then Cassius had to marry you. Then the position of the archduchess and all that power would come back in our hands." he replied, putting the glass down and standing up.
"Rest now daughter we have a show to put on, tomorrow." with that he waltzed out of the room.
"Oh father, the position of archduchess would be mine and so as the powers, not ours. I will be the one who will rule the palace," she murmured with a smirk, taking the glass of wine and finishing it in one gulp.
"Sorry, Marianne but you have to bear the consequences of coming in between my dreams."
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Isabella's POV
Feeling utterly humiliated by that bitch Marianne, I went to Cassius, hoping he would take my side immediately. But that fool also delayed it, telling it's a procedural work, and it would take time.
It would take time my foot. He was also trying to save his image, by not punishing his so-called wife!
In utter humiliation, my body was burning with rage, so when I entered the room, I threw all the things on the floor. How could they all treat me like this! Why? I was much better than that bitch, yet she had all the power and now she was trying to show off. I could not let this happen.
Maids who were habitual of my behaviour stayed at the corner, like lifeless statues. They were trying their best to stay invisible, in case they become the subject of my torture. But I didn't care about what they thought. They were here to serve me, not the other way around.
Taking out all the anger, and destroying almost everything, I finally sat on the sofa taking a drink to drown myself in its bitter taste.
Just then father entered in and sat in front of me. He did not bat an eye on the mess I had created. Oh, what could I even expect from this heartless man, who treated me as nothing more than a pawn in his political career.
And It was not the first time he had seen all the mess, so he just ignored it and started the topic for which he had come. Cruel! He did not even ask if I was feeling better, or how I was!
"Are you sure about it Isabella? What if you were not able to prove her guilty? His face and hands were full of scars but he still looked strong, his face reeked authority, as he spoke to me.
"I am sure father, everyone saw that I was fine before going to the palace, but the next day I developed these blisters," I replied confidently.
"I don't think it's enough. Cassius is a man of rationality. He would not punish his wife in public based on a hypothesis." he replied, taking a sip of wine.
"Killian was there father, we could use him. He still hates that filthy bitch. He would rather prefer us over her." I replied, making a disgusting face.
"I know, I had spent a whole year filling his mind with all the negative thoughts about his stepmother, and that bitch, she behaved just the way I wanted. A single mistake would not break his trust." I added before marquees Wiltshire could say anything.
"Very well, but if things turn against you, I will not take your side. So think carefully," he added in a threatening tone.
I gulped, knowing very well that he was telling the truth, he would not care even if I die there.
yet I nodded, "even if I did not win father, I will be able to turn more people against her with my pitiful act." I replied being sure that my condition would be taken with sympathy.
"Good, do anything possible and prove Marianne bad as a mother and a wife. If she did not get pregnant in two years and Killian had any accident then Cassius had to marry you. Then the position of archduchess and all that power would come back in our hands." he replied, putting the glass down and standing up.
"Rest now daughter we have a show to put on tomorrow." with that he waltzed out of the room.
"Oh father, the position of archduchess would be mine and so as the powers, not ours. I will be the one who will rule the palace." I murmured with a smirk, taking the glass of wine and finishing it in one gulp.
"Sorry, Marianne but you have to bear the consequences of coming in between my dreams."
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