Chapter 43: Fail Him

Weston gawked at Adeline in disbelief. His jaw was slack, and he nearly scoffed. Was this woman serious? And here he was, thinking Lydia was the crazy one.

There was a fire in Adeline's eye. It was a tiny flame that could swallow a forest. The demure little girl from that night was gone.

Weston was speechless. He did not know what to say to harshly put her down. She needed to understand her place. In the eyes of the King, women were plenty. Many willingly tossed themselves at His Majesty, hoping that just one of them would stick around. Everyone tried, but no one succeeded.

Adeline was just one of many. Soon, the King would grow tired of her. Like a child towards a new toy, he was infatuated with her for a brief moment.

"How pitiful," Weston murmured.

Lydia was taken aback. Instantly, she opened her mouth to argue. But seeing his expecting stare, she clamped her lips shut. She refused to continue arguing with him.