"Let me tell you a secret today…A month ago, Zyan took the strategic pact you spent half a year building and presented it as mine. "
Her smile widened, wicked.
"He told the elders I wrote every word. That I was the mind behind the southern trade alliance."
That treaty was my blood, my sleepless nights, my years of sacrifice.
Zyan presented all my hardwork to his mistress on a silver platter.
"And for my ‘brilliance…"she continued sweetly, "your loving mate rewarded me with properties…land…and an obscene amount of money."
"Do you want to know what I did with it? "
"I replaced all your loyal guards, signed a contract with the rogue King to make me stand at the pinnacle of power and…. hired those vile men to make your life worse than death."
"Do you even know it was on your birthday party that he first held me.
Oh sister, he took me everywhere, on the desk you wrote him love letters, in the small rose garden you made him bouquets, in the bed you innocently dreamed about him…and near the cemetery where your mother's tombstone laid."
Her smile widened, wicked and victorious.