chapter 217
Sienna
The women nodded eagerly, their voices overlapping in agreement.
“Lady Sienna is such a good person.”
“She has such a pure heart.”
“Selene didn’t deserve a sister like you.”
“Truly the heart of a saint.”
Only Silas and Emma remained silent behind me, both of them glaring at me with pure hatred burning in their eyes. I didn’t care in the slightest. Their master was dead. No one was left to protect them anymore. They were nothing now.
I was basking in the flood of praises, letting their flattery wash over me, a voice echoed in the garden, “How are you sure she is dead? Don’t say something that is not confirmed, Lady Sienna.”
Everywhere went silent in an instant, and all eyes immediately turned toward the person who had dared to speak. There, eating strawberries casually from a golden plate as if she had all the time in the world, was Princess Avery, Prince Adrian’s younger sister. She sat comfortably in her chair, her long, vibrant red hair styled beautifully and falling over her shoulders. Instead of a dress, she wore a simple white shirt and pants that perfectly outlined her elegant figure. Her beautiful eyes didn’t spare anyone even a single glance as she lounged there like the entire gathering was beneath her.
I frowned deeply, my good mood souring instantly. I hated Princess Avery with every fiber of my being. She was the only one in the entire royal family who never fell for my charms or my carefully crafted schemes. She didn’t even pretend to like me. From the very beginning, she had been against her brother getting married to me, openly saying that Adrian was going to regret leaving a gem for a worthless rock. She had said it straight to my face, not caring whether I heard or not.
She didn’t like me one bit, mostly because she had always been good to Selene. I still didn’t understand why she had shown up uninvited to my garden gathering today.
The noblewomen around me shifted uncomfortably in their seats, no one daring to disrespect the princess. They simply sat there in awkward silence, clearly not wanting to get involved in any conflict between us, but their eager eyes showed they were thoroughly enjoying the unfolding drama.
I clenched my hand tightly under the table and forced a sweet, gentle smile onto my face as I addressed her. “Princess Avery, what do you mean by that? I don’t know what kind of relationship you had with my sister, but I care about her more than anyone. She was my twin, and I would never say my own twin sister should die. It’s something everyone already knows. Selene is dead.”
Princess Avery’s lips curled into a cold, mocking smile. She popped another strawberry into her mouth, chewing slowly and relaxed, but her eyes shot daggers straight at me. “What a hypocrite.”
I blinked, my smile faltering for a split second. “What?”
She leaned back in her chair, her gaze never softening. “You claim you’re a good sister, but it’s obvious you’re anything but. You haven’t even seen your sister’s body, yet you’re so sure she’s dead. If I’m not
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mistaken. I would have said you killed your sister.”
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Behind me, I heard Evelyn chuckle softly under her breath. I ignored her completely and glared hard at Princess Avery.
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