“I can only be the villain for you. Never to you” “I don't care…because I would do the same” Althea said with a slight smirk on her lips. *** All her life, Althea wanted a simple life. She had the love of her life and she would have his kids. But everything changed when he broke her heart. The King of Elodonia is now looking for a mate. One to be his queen and wife. Althea prays she would not be chosen but unfortunately fate wasn't on her side. But who said the king was looking for a queen? No, he was looking for his next plaything and he may have found his victim in the heart of a young woman. Life wasn't a bed of roses, so don't expect fluffiness in the castle.
The room was dark and seemed to absorb all the light, casting eerie shadows across its ancient walls. Althea sat in a high-backed chair, positioned directly across from King Darian, who sat by the window, his strong arms crossed over his chest. His silhouette was imposing, and the oppressive atmosphere made Althea bite her lip nervously.
She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, the creaking of the old wooden chair echoing through the room. Her anxiety was palpable, and the nervous tapping of her feet against the cold stone floor seemed to reverberate throughout the chamber.
Althea knew she had found herself in a precarious situation. She had been discovered in the forbidden room by Victor, the man she now realized was Lucy's brother. Her heart ached with regret for not realizing the deceit earlier. Lucy and Victor had played with her emotions, manipulating her into believing half-truths and false narratives.