Chapter 6. Behind Closed Doors

DOVE

The face Leticia wore was to be painted; she couldn’t believe that her son was still opposing her in front of the crowd. I wanted to laugh, but I wouldn’t be as rude as they were; I was better than that; my mother had raised me well. I saw her again among the throngs of the hall, but now she was smiling; she was happy for me.

It was a moment of turbulence; things were getting out of control. Katherine seemed to be shouting, cursing me shamelessly; people whispered, and rumors escaped from the castle. The prince and his daughter were neck-deep in indignation and warned of a possible confrontation.

“If you refuse to marry, there will be terrible consequences,” said the prince, heartbroken by his daughter’s rejection. An unforgivable offense; they were a wealthy royal family whose name was well known. Unlike me, who had nothing in their eyes. Rachel was a candidate with more advantages and a convenient position.

“Son, you can’t act this way; we have to thi