The residence he intended for me to stay in was the most opulent house I had ever seen in my entire life.
I had too many wounds on my body. Edward gently laid me on the bed and carefully pulled the blanket to cover my legs. He then reassured me, saying, "Matilda, I have asked someone to cripple the hands of the man who had tormented you. He will never be able to gamble again.
"I know you've suffered a lot since the Johnson family fell. But from now on, with me by your side, and you don't have to fear anything."
He leaned over; the subtle fragrance of his presence enveloped my senses as he planted a gentle kiss on my forehead.
In a tender tone, he whispered, "I can finally be with you."
Before I could reply, I heard some noise.
Many gorgeously dressed women came in.
"Come and see! His Majesty has returned with a new woman!" they exclaimed.
Edward's mouth twitched at the corners inexplicably.
As the women scrutinized me, my gaze met theirs. Interestingly, I couldn't help but notice the uncanny resemblances that existed between them and myself.
They began to speak.
"His Majesty mentioned that my eyes bear a resemblance to his beloved," one said.