MEVE ARLING KHOAN
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CHAPTER 396: MY DARLING RHOVAN
EMBER’S POV
“I worked like a dog for it,” she agrees, glowing again, lit up from inside by her own worst self. “Made myself sharp and useful and beautiful, all so I could be in that room. And finally, there he was. My Rhovan. More beautiful than the memory.”
She sneers, a vicious twist of her lips.
“And beside him-her. The Alpha Queen. Lady Isolde. Ethereal and cold and covered in everything I had ever starved for. I hated her the instant I saw her. Hated her for having him. Hated her for being everything I’d clawed toward my whole life and would never once be.”
“Only you could obsess over a married man for two years, stalk him across an entire continent, and somehow have the absolute audacity to hate his wife for standing next to her own husband.”
Devika doesn’t even flinch. If anything, her chin lifts higher, utterly unrepentant in her delusion.
“I did what any woman with a bone of ambition would do. Anyway, right there in that feast, I slid a note into his lap while I poured his wine. I told him there was a plot on his life that night, and if he wanted the truth of it, he’d come to the gardens and find me.” Her voice drops to something intimate and awful.” When he came out into the dark, he didn’t even recognise me. Can you imagine?” Her voice spikes with genuine, appalled disbelief. “Two whole years! Two years I had carried him around in my chest, in my every heartbeat, and the bastard looked at me like I was a beggar off the street. Of course, I reminded him of exactly who I was, and he actually had the nerve to threaten me. He told me I’d lose my head if I so much as breathed a word of what we’d done in the mountain/Apparently, my darling Rhovan was suddenly a desperately loyal husband. So deeply devoted to his precious Queen that he was willing to kill to protect her honour. But please. We both know a man like that has no loyalty to any woman or ring. He is only loyal to his own neck. So, I gave him a way to save it.”
My heart sinks just as I catch sight of the cruel glint in her eyes.
I know that look.
That is the true face of Devika Aragon.
“What did you do?” Knox steals the words right from my mouth.
She shrugs lightly with a proud, mischievous smile.
“I exposed the entire plot. My own madam’s treason against the royal family. I told him if he revealed everything, he’d certainly win the Queen’s favour for life. He’d be upgraded from royal consort to chosen mate. And in exchange, he must take me on as his personal maid and keep me safe.”
The silence is thick enough to chew.
“And he did it,” she says. “Exposed the whole thing. Got himself raised up, made the Queen’s chosen mate, lifted over every other consort in Caelora. Some might even say that was the day he came the closest thing to the King of the Great East. And the madam who took me off the road half-dead, who fed and clothed and sheltered me-” she does not blink, “-Lady Isolde had her executed. Her and every serving girl under her. All of them. As a lesson. That woman has never once in her life spared anyone who crossed
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A pause, and her eyes go dark and satisfied. “Every girl died but me. Because I’d made myself Rhovan’s, and Rhovan chose me.”
I stare at the woman who bore me, the revulsion a live, physical thing crawling up my throat.
“You got them all killed,” I whisper. “The woman who saved you off the road. All those innocent girls. And you’re sitting here telling it like it’s a trophy.”
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Remi Winters
Super short chapter! I apologise. My health has improved today, and I intend to continue writing tomorrow.
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