A carefree war commander

Assassination attempts are an ordinary occurrence in the life of a royal. That's why I haven't noticed how odd it was.

Right now, I am no royal. I'm just a Duchess. Who would go out of their way just to kill me? Also, my Duke told me that I'm far from Duke Grahm's reach. And that he'll keep me safe here in Kyre.

I know very well that he couldn't predict such an attempt on my life. Not one as clumsy as today. I mean, they hid in the forest and hoped I would pass there. Who in their right mind left it to fate?

However, the most urgent issue is that my husband is furious at me for not listening to his words. Needless to say, it wouldn't have been any different if it wasn't raining. The spies were there, and they wouldn't have moved if the weather was sunny.

I move my eyes on Alexander, and I find him taken back by my accusations. It's not his fault either that I was attacked.

I look down, sorry, and wait for him to propose to go sleeping.