"Your grace, lady Morningstar wanted to meet you." The door knocked and the voice of the maid filled the room.
After a pause, the door opened and Evan entered the room. Her heart was racing in her chest. Finally she had divorced Harold. Truth to be told, she did not want to marry anyone else but she wanted to live her life alone. But she needed to bring justice for her people and she needed to be strong to face Harold. She felt like she was using this marriage, using Damien to get what she wanted and it made her feel awful.
Should she confess the truth that she would never love him and her emotions had died already? Before she could say anything, she paused and her eyes widened. A man was kneeling on the ground and another knight was whipping the man with strong and sharp strokes. They were strong enough to tear the clothes and leave marks on her skin.