Chapter 3. The Fool’s Duty

Mia’s lips quivered, and her eyes blurred at the sight before her, but she held herself together. She couldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing her in tears. He didn’t deserve to, not after what he had done. He had broken their vows to belong to each other alone and no one else.

She turned and walked away from the study as fast as her legs could.

She needed to escape to a private place where no one would see her. She needed to find a place where she wouldn’t have to bother about being queen and looking the part. Go far away, hide, and cry because of her shattered heart.

She wanted to grieve her loss, and she wanted to be alone.

Xavier didn’t come after her, and she was happy about that.

Her mind played back the grunts he made, and she remembered the blonde-haired woman’s hands all over him as if he belonged to her. Her hand also had his most intimate member in her possession. She didn’t need to see it to know it was there; how he responded said it al