Chapter 3

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Reagan lifted her chin. The cruelty in her eyes was an exact match for Celine's.

"My mother personally delivered the slave you wanted, but instead of being grateful, you're making a face. "

"Instead of wasting your time using a fake princess, why don't you try to please me? I am the one my father loves most. I am the only true heir to this Empire. "

As she spoke, she gave Aurora a dismissive glance.

That single look made Aurora tremble even harder in my arms.

I couldn't imagine how much trauma this child had endured to be this terrified of a single look.

My heart ached.

I remembered when Silas held our newborn daughter and gave her a name.

"This is our Aurora. I want her to be as bright as the dawn and as noble as a phoenix. She will be the happiest princess in the world. "

But now, the child he once treated like a precious jewel was curled up in my lap, nothing but skin and bones.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a surge of hatred toward Silas too.

But for now, comforting my daughter was the priority.

As for these two women, we had plenty of time.

I looked up, my voice as cold as ice.

"I have nothing to offer you here, Lady Celine. If you're done, please leave. "

Princess Reagan's eyebrows shot up.

"You arrogant bitch! You spent one night in the King's bed and now you think you can talk back to my mother? "

I let out a soft laugh.

"Aren't you the true princess? You're awfully close to your father's mistress. That's quite rare. "

This sentence hit Celine right where it hurt.

Her inability to become the actual Queen was the biggest thorn in her side. Now that I had exposed it in public, she couldn't take it.

Celine's expression darkened instantly.

"Someone! Teach her the rules! "

Several large, muscular maids stepped forward.

My gaze turned sharp. I was about to strike when the trembling Aurora suddenly threw herself in front of me. She used her frail body to shield me.

"Lady Celine, please! She's new and doesn't know the rules. Why bother with her? "

"Besides, the King… His Majesty seems to favor her. If he finds out… "

Reagan interrupted her impatiently.

"You think you're in a position to bring up my father? Everyone knows he only has eyes for my mother! "

"Even if we beat you both to death today, do you think he would blame my mother for the sake of two lowly slaves? "

Only eyes for her?

I almost laughed out loud.

When Silas mentioned the mistress last night, every word was filled with annoyance.

This woman, Celine, had spent years imitating me. She came from a powerful family, the Vance family.

Silas only kept her around as a political move to balance the power of the noble houses.

Looking at their arrogant faces, I curled my lips into a smirk.

"Kill me? Go ahead and try. "