Her Fate...
THE AUTHOR'S POV.
Stefan did not drink from the cup. He looked at Queen Annabelle. She looked quite worried. "Why did you call me here mother?"
"It's about Angelina. You should tell her to help us" Queen mother Daria said. If Stefan agrees to tell his woman to do the ritual then things won't be hard.
"Mother she is carrying my child. I don't think Angelina can be of help till my baby is delivered" Stefan disagreed. He was not going to put anyone's life in danger.
Lincoln stood up from the bed. He hated it when Stefan was acting stubborn.
"If you don't want to help us then leave" Lincoln shouted, pointing at the door. He was furious. "I will find a way out of this mess."
"Then I will leave, your highness" Stefan stood up from the seat and opened the door. "Please don't involve my wife and child in your problems. They are Innocent."
Queen Annabelle followed him. She did not want to be part of their evil plans.
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